Yes, I know I'm supposed to be working on the sequel to You Belong With Me, but I was reading Harry Potter, watching a Harry Potter movie, reading a Harry Potter fanfic, writing a Harry Potter fanfic, and entering a contest to win tickets to the pre-screening of the new Harry Potter movie, and, well, with Harry Potter on the brain, this just came to me.
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George POV
I don't know how much time passed after he fell. The last thing I really remember was the sound of his head hitting the floor, then the searing pain as someone hit me when my attention was turned. My ear. I watched it fall to the ground before looking back at him.
All I saw was me. There I was, lying on the ground. But only half of me. The other half of me was standing here, desperately fighting off whoever had just cursed my ear off.
I wasn't whole anymore.
The rest of the time passed in a blur. People were happy and rejoicing. Why? Nothing made any sense, except for the fact that just beneath every smile were a hundred tears.
Everyone was so happy. What was wrong with them? Suddenly, arms are around me. I turn to see a familiar flash or red hair. It almost kills me. The same hair as Fred.
I realize it must be another member of my family, but I'm still too dazed to tell who. I wouldn't even be able to tell the difference between Charlie and Ginny right now. All I know is that it's not Fred.
It'll never be Fred again.
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SAD! Okay, let me know if you like it. Maybe I'll make it into a story about how George copes with losing his other half. REVIEWS=LOVE!