It's Impossible
George was sat on his bed in his dark room in The Burrow, where he had pretty much been for three months. He didn't want to talk to his family. He didn't want to go to the shop. The only problem was that there was nothing to do but think which had been perfectly fine up until now. A thought had occurred to him.
What if...
He picked up his wand and thought about the moment when he and Fred first opened their shop.
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The shop filled with people in a matter of seconds. They had done it. Achieved their dream despite what their mother thought. George looked at Fred and grinned. Fred grinned back. This was going to be amazing. It proved that all their mum's lectures about doing well in school were wrong.
George walked over to Fred 'Reckon it'll always be this busy?'
"Hopefully" Fred replied "Imagine Percy's face if the Minister liked us better than him because we own the best shop of all time.
George laughed and so did Fred.
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They would never laugh like that again.
"E- Expecto Patronum"
Nothing. Not the tiniest wisp of light. It was impossible, hopeless.
George could never cast a Patronus again.
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A/N: Shortest thing ever! xD Please review!
