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I just really needed my probably, most definitely, ooc Weasley twins hurt/comfort, with protective Fred and that stupid blood quill.
It was an unspoken rule within Hogwarts that all new students and teachers were quietly (most times) made aware of was that, under any circumstances, were you to separate the Weasley twins. Even if it was only one of them that had been up to trouble (though it rarely was), you gave them both detention. It was probably the only thing they wouldn't argue back about with a teacher, and after the incident in their second year, no one could blame them.
George had been given a solo detention for the first time and had ended up passing out from a panic attack, not used to not having Fred right beside him. Fred had almost gotten expelled that night, extremely agitated without George within the same room as him, lashing out verbally and later physically at anyone who even attempted to either approach or talk to him. The only reason he hadn't been expelled was because McGonagall realised quite quickly that it was a reaction to being separated.
So when Umbridge, at dinner on the second night back at school, gave George a detention and not Fred as well, the entire great hall went deadly silent. Protests were already on the tip of Fred's tongue but were silenced by George's hand grabbing his and a small shake of his head. George got up on slightly shaky legs and followed Umbridge out of the room. Irrational agitation instantly consumed Fred, and he got up, stalking his way to Gryffindor tower. Ginny and Ron following shortly after along with Harry and Hermione.
Fred was pacing, so much so that he's pretty sure if the carpet wasn't enchanted, he would have worn through it by now. The other four had been sitting in absolute silence, just watching Fred pace for the last 45 minutes. He had originally been playing chess with Ron but had quickly gotten mad and flipped the board, Ron wouldn't hold it against him, they all knew he wouldn't, but Fred would apologise anyway. So now he was pacing because at this point, it was the only thing he could do without hurting either himself or someone else. Everyone else had all just quietly gone up to their rooms, not wanting to disturb Fred.
Finally, finally, the portrait opened, and George stumbled in, drained of all colour and on the verge of panicing before his eyes landed on Fred. He instantly made his way over, his twin meeting him halfway, wrapping George up in a hug, who immediately started sobbing. Fred brought them over to one of the couches and laid them down so that George was comfortable against Fred's chest, holding him as tightly as he could and threading a hand through his hair. Fred looked over and shared a concerned look with Ron and Ginny, who were looking increasingly more worried the longer George cried.
'Georgie, what happened?' Fred asked an hour later once George had finally settled down. George immediately sat up, panic evident in his voice and his maneurisms. 'Please don't make me go again. Fred, I don't want to do that again, don't make me go back, please. I don't want to be alone.' Fred brought George back into a hug, rubbing a hand up and down his back before speaking. 'Hey, shhhh, it's ok. You won't go back, I won't let you. But you've got to tell me what happened, ok?' George sniffed, nodding his head before giving his right hand to Fred, who was confused at first before he saw it. Engraved on the top of his hand, in a shaky version of George's neat print were the words "I will be alone"
'Umbridge prefers to use a blood quill for punishment instead of the usual detention activities.' Ginny audibly gasped in response, while Harry quietly asked Hermione what a blood quill was, and Ron had stared pacing in the spot that Fred had been pacing over an hour ago now. He sounded so defeated that it almost put out the anger that Fred was feeling, almost, because how could that bitch. This was his George, though. Who would 8/10 be in tears when ever the Weasley siblings' rough housing got too violent, who almost didn't join the quidditch team because he was terrified of getting hurt, who spent 6 months crying because he had to get magical stitches and somehow kept pulling them out, who almost failed DADA one year because he didn't want to duel. This was his twin brother who was a sensitive person, has hyperalgesia, and can only just manage getting poked with a wand. So, the fact that Umbridge would actively make his brother inflict pain on himself made Fred absolutely livid.
All Fred found himself doing was just pulling George as close as he could and continue to reasure his twin that everything would be alright. Fred would talk to Dumbledore, and if he wouldn't do anything, he'd go to the school board, their mum was on that. She'd definitely do something about it, Fred would make sure of it because this was his brother.
As George fell asleep, the others went to bed, Fred just planted a kiss to his forehead and settled in for the night, knowing he wouldn't be able to sleep until Umbridge was gone.