A wish comes true

Chapter 1

'Happy Birthday George!' Everyone bellowed.

'What?" George looked confused, 'It's 1st April?'

'Of course it is, honey.' Mrs. Weasley tried to sound upbeat but failed. It was very hard for her to be happy but she had to. She could not bear the look at her son's face, a son who always had mischievous smile and a grinning face now looked miserable and broken. It had been five years since his twin Fred died but the pain was still unbearable.

'Sweetheart, look Harry and Hermione came to celebrate with us too.'

'Thanks guys, I really appreciate that you came. How are the wedding preparations? George tried to sound happy.

'Oh there going great. I mean there's not much to do now as the wedding's after a month.' Hermione explained.

All the Weasleys had decided that Ron-Hermione and Harry-Ginny should get married on a same day. Harry had proposed Ginny a few weeks ago while Ron and Hermione were engaged for about three months now.

'Happy to you! Happy to you!'George's twin children were jumping up and down. and Roxanne were only two years old but the racket they made was enormous. Just like the original Weasley twins used to make. They seemed to be promising future trouble-makers.

George took each of his child in one arm and smiled at them. Everyone entered the kitchen for breakfast and George automatically stared at the clock. Fred's hand was still pointing at lost. No matter how much George wished, it wouldn't budge. It had been five years since it last moved. George yearned for it to move again, just an inch so he would have hope. He still found it pretty hard to actually believe Fred was gone, that he would never be able to see his brother, his twin, his other half again. Never be able to touch him, to smile at his jokes, to hear his laugh.

Sometimes he thought that it was just another big prank Fred was pulling on him, that he was still here. Often if George found something funny he would look over his shoulder to share it with Fred. But that place was always empty. George never thought that his Fred would go away from him like this, he'd always imagined growing old with him. He wished that at his 6th year, when he and Fred tried to put their names in the Goblet of Fire, was not the only time he see Fred old.

The worst thing about all this was that he never got to say a proper goodbye. He never got to tell him how much he loved Fred. All the joy from his life was drained out. HE never imagined that one person would mean that much to him.

George had controlled his emotions over the years because Mrs. Weasley could not bear them and hurting her was the last thing he wanted to do. Just for her sake he smiled, laughed, cracked jokes and tried to act normal but his insides were burning with grief. His insides were crying with mourn, screaming for Fred.

Today was 1st April, his birthday, he never thought that he would actually be sad at this special day. He never knew that life could be so unpredictable and cruel.

Once everyone ate breakfast, Mrs. Weasley brought the cake, it was a simple chocolate cake with words saying 'Happy Birthday George' written in gold. George stared at it, no Fred again. HE would never get used to it.

'Why does she always remember to omit his name?' George thought, sighed and looked round the cake which was surrounded by candles, 24 in total. 'I'll have to blow them all by myself.' George thought, 'again.'

'Make a wish, George.' Angelina, his wife nodded encouragingly.

'It's so unfair' he thought, 'Why did it had to be Fred, from all the people. Why did it have to be Fred, why not him? He should have died, not Fred. Fred was so much better than him, he had better jokes, better sense of humor, better new ideas. He was a better son, brother and friend which George was not. Fred deserved to be alive.' George thought and closed his eyes, making himself ready to wish, he knew that his wish was futile, a child's wish. His wish would not come true, not in this life time, anyway. Half of him told himself to forget it and accept the truth like it was, stop living in the past, on memories, live in the present.

But the other half was craving for only one person.

'I wish that Fred comes back. Please please please Fred come back!'

George took a deep breath and blew. He waited for a minute with breath held, nothing happened. So he opened his eyes and exhaled. 'Useless' he muttered. He was stupid to wish this, he knew it wouldn't work, he wished it continuously for the last five years, nothing happened then, why should this be any different.

A/N: This is my first time ever to write anything so I really need some encouraging comments so please please please review...