A twin's grin.
I had to write this, because I saw the Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows and when Fred died only dry sobs came out. So then I wrote this and tears just spilled out. Really this is just for me, but I decided to share. I'm not even sure its angsty.
LONG LIVE FRED!
You never realise what you take for granted until you're suddenly left without it.
George's P.O.V.
I looked at a photograph of me and you, Fred. We're covered in some sort of power, our red hair barley showing through the heavy layer of black soot that covered it. We're smiling, grinning actually. You're nudging me in the side and I burst out into a laugh, you join me and we laugh together.
Tears prickle at my eyelids and I blink back tears. I know you would hate me to cry, George Weasley doesn't cry, but then again, that was before you left me.
Funny, I thought the worst thing that could have happened at the battle would be losing my own life. No, that's not right. Deep down I always knew my worst fear was losing you. And I did.
Was it my fault that you're gone, that you're dead? It might not be, but I blame myself. Sometimes I blame you for leaving me all alone, for leaving me missing my other half. But as always, I can't stay mad at you.
I can't help it now, tears are falling freely from my eyes. Gliding down my face and landing on the photograph. I wipe my eyes, feeling like a fool. I know, I know it's not foolish to cry over someone you love, but I can't help but feel that way.
They try to talk to me, mum and everyone, but they don't say the right things. I know they try, but I can't help but want to scream and yell at them.
Your funeral is tomorrow, I'm sorry but I can't make a speech. I'm probably going to have to put myself in a body binding spell to keep me from throwing myself at your coffin.
I had a dream once, more of an ideal plan, for us Fred, me and you. We were going to be rich, stacks of money and plenty of stores. We'd get married to women we loved and had kids who we would teach our tricks to and they'd wreak havoc on Hogwarts. Then we'd get old together, just be two old coots that had the hearts of young, meddling pranksters. It was going to happen, Fred, I just knew it would. I still can live like that I suppose, but I'll be forever turning to my side, expecting to see you there grinning back at me, but you won't be there.
I miss you're grin Fred, I miss it so much.
I miss you Fred, more than I can comprehend.
I bet you know who much it hurts, you knew me better than anyone.
That's why it's so hard to let you go.
There we go its out.
Pepper-vamp.