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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