Fred only smiled vaguely at that -- because he'd had some dreams already, and he'd even taken some time out to discuss them with Tonks.
But then he glanced at George, and felt bad about it all. George had had no dreams, and even though it was over the silliest thing, Fred felt -- well. Strange. That they weren't doing something together. Guilty, almost.
"Of course," said George, as if reading his brothers' mind and handwaving the issue.