The twins pressed their lips together, nodding. They still sat at the table, the contract ... their salvation, between them. They would sign, no doubt about that. When Fred exhaled sharply, and a shiver ran over him, Ron stepped close and pulled his brother against his chest. Harry mirrored the gesture with George. They held on when the twins broke down in their arms. All the stress and the desperation seemed to finally push through. Harry knew how that felt. Though Fred and George had always had each other, sometimes that wasn't enough. He was glad that he could be there for them, to assure them that they weren't alone.