You were staying at the Burrow for the night, the house filled with a peaceful silence. You had just fallen asleep after a day full of laughter and warmth with the WeasIey family.

However, the tranquility was soon shattered as a terrible nightmare gripped your mind, causing you to whimper and stir in your bed.

As the nightmare intensified, your body began to writhe in your bed, your sleep troubled and restless. The sound of your distress grew louder, and before long, it echoed throughout the hall.

Fred and George, who had just settled down for the night, instantly perked up at the sound. Their concern deepened as they realized it was coming from the room you were staying in

Without a second thought, the twins quickly got out of bed and made their way to your room.

They gently pushed open the door, and saw your figure tossing and turning relentlessly as the nightmare took hold.

Fred and George exchanged a worried glance before approaching your bed. They could see the distress etched across your face as you continued to whimper and mumble unintelligible words in your nightmare.

They both sat on either side of the bed, their brows furrowed with concern.

George reached a hand out and placed it gently on your shoulder, trying to gently shake you awake. He called out your name softly, his voice barely audible over your murmuring.

“Hey, wake up. You’re dreaming, it’s alright” he whispered, squeezing your shoulder gently.