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A/N: I haven't found any stories about Fred's funeral so I decided to write one. Also know that if I ever meet J. K. Rowling I will personally punch her. I can deal with her killing Remus, Tonks, Dobby, I could even live if she killed Harry. But why did she have to kill Fred? You know I rarely cry at movies. I can literally count on one hand how many movies have made me cry and now HPatDH part 2 is on there because Fred died. (Though I should have been warned considering how I read the book and almost cried then too. The almost being cause she didn't really go into it she just basically said "Oh yeah, Fred died.") Now that that rant is done please enjoy the story...
It was a dismal day. Light gray clouds covered the sky blocking out the sun, looking like it would rain any minute. The cemetery was filled with people, mourning the death of their recently deceased loved ones. The preachers voice droned on as everyone wept silently over the coffin. Ginny sobbed into Harry's shoulder who just stood there silently holding her. Molly and Arthur held each other tightly staring wordlessly at the coffin. Ron had his arm wrapped around Hermione as tears fell from her eyes. George just stood there, still not believing it.
He had seen his twin brothers body laying limp next to the other dead. He had slept alone in their room without Fred's constant jokes to keep him awake. He had sat in the church listening to everyone go on about how much they were going to miss Fred. Now, George stood next to his brother's grave, and he still refused to believe it. He couldn't.
How was he expected to go on living when his brother, his twin, his other half was laying in a wooden box six feet beneath the ground? How was he supposed to live without his constant jokes? His constant laughter?
There had always been two worlds to Fred and George: them and everyone else. And now George was all alone in that world. And he would be for the rest of his life.
The preacher ended the service and Fred's coffin was laid into the ground. It wasn't until they had gone back to the Weasley home, and George had gone up to what used to be his and Fred's room that he finally cried.
A/N: Okay very short but I hope you liked it anyhow. Please review! Also did any of you go to the midnight showing? And if so who went all out like me and dressed up and started singing AVPM/AVPS songs in line? Or am I the only crazy one?