I hate Fred Weasley.
I hate the way he laughed,
And I hate the way he smelled.
I hate the way smiled,
And the way he never yelled.
I hate the way he held my hand,
My finger entwined with his.
I hate the way he ruled the land,
Or at least the way he thought he did.
I hate that he never cried,
He always seemed to grin.
And even when he died,
He was laughing, his light never seemed to dim.
I hate the way he told me how he loved me,
And kissed me in the dark.
I hate all those sleepless nights,
I spent cuddled in his arms.
I hate the way he joked whenever he could,
I hate the way he made me smile when I didn't think I would.
I hate the way he said goodbye
Before he even left.
I hate Fred Weasley.
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