Freddie:
"Georgie deary?" Molly Weasley asked her son form outside his door uncertainly
"Mum?" he said his voice clear he'd been crying as it cracked
"There is someone down stairs I would like you to meet"
"I don't wanna see anyone" George replied
"May I come in Georgie?"
"Sure"
The sight of George mortified her. He had such big bags under his eyes, his eye was almost red they were so bloodshot and he was very skinny much skinner than he used to be.
"Oh George, you know you shouldn't do this to yourself. Would you like to come meet the person waiting for you down stairs? He is here to help you."
"With what? I am perfectly fine." "You are clearly not George! Have you seen yourself?"
"I have seen myself, I talk to the mirror as if its F-F-freddie everyday. I look just like him." He started to break down into tears
"The person down stairs is here to help you. George he is gonna help make you forget-"
"Mum," he said interrupting "I don't wanna forget. I want to remember. I want to remember all the times Fred and I had together, the countless pranks we pulled, everything we did together. He was my other half. Why would I want to forget?" He asked saying the end more to himself than his mum.
"I will tell him we don't need him then?"
"Yes, I'll do fine on my own."
Molly Weasley stood up and left the room going downstairs and leaving George in peace.
"Why would I ever wanna forget you Freddie? How could she think I would wanna forget you?"
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