Fred.
Even saying your name is painful, and it's been years. Everyone has moved on, but I know I can't. This is a bit cheesy, right? You can't even read this letter. You're fucking dead. Why did you have to go do that? Why did you have to leave me? It's always been you and me, Fred and George. Now it's just George. I don't like it.
I fucking hate you, for dying. Because no matter how long it'll be, I'll never be right again. And of course I'm lying, I could never fucking hate you.
People always go on about me, saying "he lost an ear and a brother, the poor sod." I didn't just lose a brother, I lost YOU. I'm holey. Now not only have I got a big hole on the side of my head, I've got a big Fred-sized hole in me, because losing you wasn't just like losing a member of my family, it was like losing a chunk of me.
Remember that time we had Defence Against the Dark Arts, and we had to face a boggart? And how everyone got really confused when we just saw ourselves? No one really understood that, except for you and me. Because that's my greatest fear, me without my twin.
You know how it's always Fred and George, not George and Fred? That's because you're the stronger twin. You were always the one making sure I was okay, you were always the funnier twin. (I was the better looking one though) and now you're dead, where does that leave me? George on his own. George, the boy that lost an ear and a twin and half of himself. Why did you fucking have to go and die? Because you're better than dying, dying is meant for old people who are all wrinkly like Great Aunt Tessie, not us. You were invincible in my eyes Freddie.
You know, sometimes, I look in the mirror and pretend it's you. Like that's where you've gone, and when I start seeing myself crying in the mirror, I pretend it's you, crying because we've been reunited again. Then I'll glance across and see your empty room and I'll remember it all again, and I just don't want it.
I haven't been doing much with the shop. It's been years, but it basically just runs itself. I've been thinking of knocking down the 'S' on 'Weasley's', but that wouldn't be right, would it? Because It's supposed to be plural. It doesn't look right otherwise. 'Weasley Wizard Wheezes' doesn't have the same ring to it, and that's kind of what I feel like. I'm supposed to be plural. Singular just doesn't look right.
I'm married now. You remember Angelina? You should have been at the wedding, we practically had to put a full body bind curse on mum until it was over! You should have been best man. It wasn't the same looking over at all my brothers and not seeing you there with them, but I did my best.
I named my son after you, too.
I really fucking miss you, Freddie. I can't even explain how much. I'll see you when I'm an old wrinkly man and then you can laugh at me, because you'll forever be the good-looking one then.
Mischief Not Managed,
George.