George Weasley was alone. He had lost his twin brother, Fred. He could never forget it. Every day, when looked in the mirror, and saw the hole where his ear had once been, he remembered. He remembered how Fred had seemed on the verge of crying as George had laid there on the couch. Now, his missing ear served as a reminder of how they were no longer 'Fred and George'; no, he was just George.
George had gone to bed early that night. Tomorrow was November 2nd, the six month anniversary of Fred's death. The last thing George remembered before falling asleep was feeling a single tear fall down his cheek. After he fell asleep, George Weasley dreamed