Two months later and everything was going great for the couple. Both doing quite well at their jobs and raising Poncho.
It was a stormy night and Fred was out with George having a brother night while at the flat was Emma and Poncho.
"You are one lazy man." Emma petted Poncho who just purred.
Suddenly the lights went out and a big noise erupted the dark room.
Emma shivered and and grabbed her wand.
She looked around to se if anyone was around. Emma heard the front door creek and that's when she knew she wasn't alone.
"Fred?" She called out shakily. She held Poncho in her arms and her wand at the ready.
"Tsk tsk Emma." A voice said sending chills down her back.
"Whose there" Emma says shakily.
She hears a gasp "what a shame you don't even know your own friends name." And out steps the person.
"You died!" Emma pointed her wand.
"Yes and so did you and now look at us." He hissed
"But seriously tsk tsk, you didn't even save me and you went back in time." The voice said. Emma looked straight into their eyes.
"There was nothing I could do I swear!"she cries. Memories come crashing in sending Emma's nerves to sky rocket.
"Well that's not the answer I wanted" the person sighed
"Crucio!"