Fred shrugged, "Sure, I've seen him. He hasn't seen me." He had wanted to go to George so bad the other night when he was in the graveyard, but then a boy had come and comforted him, and...When George saw him it shouldn't have to be public. It should be alone, so George could scream and yell at him. Fred glanced back at the castle, then at Angelina. "You're shaking, Ang. You should go in, you'll get a cold." He smiled at her and started drifting back a bit, becoming more transparent as her emotions calmed down a bit.