Second hp fanfic, hope you guys like! :)
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A Letter to No-one

Fred,

I ask myself why it was you and not me every day, the answer never comes. I see you every time I look in the mirror, and yet it's not you, just me.
I can't make a patronus now, you know, all my happy memories were linked to you.
Mum says I need to move on, get back up and dust myself off. But it's harder than you'd imagine. Every day when I wake up, I expect to see you there, but you're not, only in my reflection can I see you're face. It's too painful to see though. I'd tell you that all was well, but it's not. And it never will be.
I don't know why I let the others talk me into writing this, there's no point.
You're certainly never going to read it and it's certainly not making me feel any better. The shop's doing okay, I suppose, not as well as when you were there. Do you know that night, when we thought Harry was dead? Well he wasn't, I turned around to tell you but you weren't there, you were dead. Just as you are now. I should probably stop babbling now, don't want to waste you're afterlife listening to me when you could be chilling with Jesus.

Bye Fred.
Love,
George.

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