Fred often considered himself to be one of the closest individuals to you as possible. Consistently being there for your every need, working you through tough times.

So, when you had an episode of sorts whenever he entered the Gryffindor dorms, he was immediately alarmed.

He found you curled up on the bed of your dorm, hugging a small pillow. Tears streamed from your eyes and down your cheeks, nose stuffy from your sobbing.

He frowned slightly and leaned against the doorway of the room.

"What's got you worked up, love?"

He hummed, his concern clear.