He blinked at his brother like he'd lost his damned mind. "George...," he began, uncertain of what to say or how to react when his twin had seemingly forgotten entirely about his girlfriend's existence. "Lydia is your girlfriend. You just went out of the country with her on holiday," he pointed out. "I'm sure there are at least a million photographs of it in your room, you can look for yourself." He blinked a little. "You seriously don't remember her?" Something was terribly, terribly wrong and Fred had no idea where to even begin fixing any of it.
"I don't want to alarm you, George, but... I think we need to take you to see a healer," he told his brother.
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