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"
Arthur
!
"
sobbed
Mrs.
Weasley
.
"
Oh
thank
goodness
!
"
"
How
is
he
?
"
Mr.
Weasley
dropped
to
his
knees
beside
George
.
For
the
first
time
since
Harry
had
known
him
,
Fred
seemed
to
be
lost
for
words
.
He
gaped
over
the
back
of
the
sofa
at
his
twin
's
wound
as
if
he
could
not
believe
what
he
was
seeing
.
Perhaps
roused
by
the
sound
of
Fred
and
their
father
's
arrival
,
George
stirred
.
"
How
do
you
feel
,
Georgie
?
"
whispered
Mrs.
Weasley
.
George
's
fingers
groped
for
the
side
of
his
head
.
"
Saintlike
,
"
he
murmured
.
"
What
's
wrong
with
him
?
"
croaked
Fred
,
looking
terrified
.
"
Is
his
mind
affected
?
"
"
Saintlike
,
"
repeated
George
,
opening
his
eyes
and
looking
up
at
his
brother
.
"
You
see
...
I
'm
holy
.
Holey
,
Fred
,
geddit
?
"
