Dear Fred,

I know that it is pointless to write this letter to you, considering that you will never get to read it, but I did not know what else to do! Ever since the battle of Hogwarts, I can barely breathe because that was the day that I lost my best friend, my brother, my partner in crime, my other half. The day I lost you, Fred.

Mum says that she barely recognises me anymore and that she only wants her little boy back smiling, pranking and just getting on her last nerve again, the funny thing is... I'm not sure that she meant me. Sometimes I wish that I could be the cheerful person that I once was because I know that my depression and attitude is affecting everyone around me, especially Mum.

Sorry, Fred, I realise that if you can actually see this letter you would probably be feeling very guilty but Mum said to me that there is no shame in dying and that you are in a better place now. How can you be in a better place of I'm not beside you? Why did you leave me, Fred? I am incomplete without you! How can I be Forge without my Gred?

Hey Fred, did you ever think realise that the only time we got to see each other old was when we took that aging potion in an attempt to put our names in the Goblet of Fire? I would give anything to go back to those simplistic days of pranking and getting detentions, wouldn't you?

Is my ear up there with you, Fred? I can hear crying coming from somewhere, is it you, Fred? Am I causing those tears to flood from your eyes? Where did you go, Fred? It should have been me. That day, I should have been the one to meet my demise, if it had everyone would be hurting less. You really touched people's lives and made a difference, I just hope you know that. I hope that you are smiling down on your legacy and not just seeing all the pain your death caused.

Now I know that my ear is up there with you because I can hear you shouting at me:

"Stop crying, Georgie boy. I love you. I would miss you. Everyone would miss you. Don't cry anymore, this won't be your legacy."

You're right, Fred this won't be my legacy. I will live my life how you would want me to, that's why I wrote this letter to you so that I could finally release all my pent up feelings and let you go... forever. I love you, Gred.
I love you too, Forge.

This is not goodbye,

George Weasley of WWW