The Dead Don't Really Leave Us.
Fred and George.
George looked in the mirror. It was a year after the war and he had not got better. He had lost a part of himself. He still remembered it. When Fred died. Percy, had joined them in the battle, after years of being on the Ministry's side, he had reunited with his family. He cracked a joke for the first time, which caught Fred off guard. Fred died with a smile.
"Georgie." a faint whisper said behind him. George turned his head quickly, no one. He relaxed, turning back to the mirror. He stared at himself and Fred. What? Fred! Fred stood behind him, grinning.
"Georgie." he nodded. George looked in shock, turning back behind him, in case he was there. In case that somehow, Fred was alive. But no one was there. Except, in the mirror. "Where are you?" George asked. Something cold touched his shoulder the same time mirror Fred placed his hand on George's shoulder. "I'm here, always." he smiled sadly. A tear fell down George's cheek.
"I'm so sorry. You shouldn't have died." he said. Fred smiled weakly.
"I died for a reason George. So I could feel Holey and saint-like, like you remember." George burst into tears. "Don't… Don't cry, George. You don't need to, because I'm always here with you. Even though you can't see me."
"Why can I see you now-in the mirror?" George asked, straining his voice.
"Because, Georgie, your going slower now. Before, you were moving too fast, too fast to see me. This is the closest thing you'll get to seeing me. Because, when you can see me without the mirror, you'll be gone."
"I can't do it, Fred. I can't live without you." George sobbed. A tear slid down Fred's face. "You can, George. You'll get on with your life. Just remember, I am always with you." Fred choked. George shook his head.
"What am I meant to do, Fred? I'm not complete without you. You're my brother, my half. Now there's no one left to joke around with. To listen to me. To guide me."
"You're making this hard, George. You'll have to say goodbye. You have to leave me." Fred demanded pitifully.
"No. I can't do that. I can't let you go again." George sobbed.
"Just remember George. And listen this time!" Fred jokingly warned. "I'm always a part of you, I'll never leave. You have to enjoy life and-" his eyes glanced towards the door, which opened. Angelina stood in the doorway, eyes open wide.
"Fred?" she whispered. Fred smiled.
"George, tell Mum that at your wedding, your putting the body bind spell on her." he said winking. He looked at both George and Angelina and smiled a faint smile. "Look after each other." he said, he walked back and disappeared.
"Was that…" Angelina started. George nodded. Angelina walked over and rested her head on his shoulder, entwining her fingers with George's.
Well this is really different from what I usually right. It feels quite refreshing because I'm not constantly coming up with ideas for the next chapter. I don't know if I'll add other chapters about other characters, I don't know yet. I'll see how the reception for this is. If it gets bad reviews I'll probably won't continue it. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed it!