With Fred’s last laugh, it appeared that he had robbed George of the rest of his own laughter. This was where George Weasley was left. Trapped in his misery, and simultaneously running a joke shop where he found nothing amusing. The irony was painful.

 "“That wasn’t good, mate.” George heard Lee say quietly behind him. George knew he had been out of order, but he had vindictively relished the look of hurt on Ginny’s face. Now, all he felt was a squirming guilt in the pit of his stomach."

 "He watched the figure of the owl become fainter and fainter in the distance before finally, it disappeared. He only just realised that his heart had been beating at what seemed like thrice its usual pace. But George would have to calm himself down; he would not see Luna, or Ginny for that matter, for another month."

 "“Luna Lovegood will be staying with us,” he said hastily, and then held the newspaper over his face. George now had his curiosity piqued. Why was it that Luna would not be spending the holidays at home, instead leaving her father at her home alone? It was odd enough that at the end of last summer she had chosen to spend her last few weeks of holiday away from home, though George had not considered this at the time. When Harry came to the Burrow during the school holidays, he had little to miss at home, though for Luna, this did not appear to be the case."