Hey guys :))

Well, I know all of us have Post-Potter Depression. Here's one of the products of the sickness. Hope you like it :)

Dear Uncle Fred,

Hey, how ya doin? It's me, your nephew.

I saw my Daddy crying outside my house and staring at a fire. I saw him throw the letter into the fire, the one he was writing last night when I sneaked out to the kitchen. I asked him what he was doing. He said he was sending a letter to heaven. T o you. To Mr. Moody, to Uncle Remus, to Aunt Tonks . . . everyone who he loved and died. He said I could write you a letter too.

This is actually the first time I'm talking to you. How different are you from Daddy? Did Daddy cry this much before you died? Is it true that you're a hero? Uncle Percy is still blaming himself for your death. What really did happen? Daddy won't tell me. Mommy said you took her to a Ball once. She said you weren't a great dancer, but you made her happy the whole night. Gran also said you used to make her smile all the time. So did Uncle Ron. And Aunt Ginny, Uncle Harry, Aunt Mione, Uncle Bill, Aunt Fleur, Uncle Percy, Aunt Audrey, Uncle Charlie, Aunt Luna, Uncle Neville and Grandad. I wish you were still here Uncle Fred. I want to hear my Daddy laugh and play pranks and crack jokes.

Mommy said that when Daddy smiles, it wasn't the way he used to smile. But he always looked so happy. To me, at least. Mommy said that when you were here, Daddy hardly ever frowned. I've seen you in old photographs. Daddy certainly does look a different kind of happy when he's with you. I wish you were here, Uncle Fred. I want to see Daddy smile his real smile.

I have no cousins yet. Only Victoire. And I don't like her very much. All she does is fix her hair. Daddy said that if you could have been alive, you could have gotten married at the same time. You could have had kids at the same time. I could have had my own twin. I could have treated your son like he was my own brother. I wish you were here, Uncle Fred. Everything would have been so different.

I'm going to start Hogwarts soon! Daddy gave me his wand the night we bought my school things. He said he didn't need it anymore. I saw him take out something from a really dusty wooden box. He smiled when he touched the wand. It looked funny to me. Why would Daddy be so happy using a dusty old wand? I wish you were here Uncle Fred. I want to know so much more about my Daddy.

Well, I guess I'll write to you again. Can you give me a hug for everyone? I would have liked to meet all of them. And can you tell Professor Dumbledore that I wish he could have been my teacher too? Uncle Harry, Uncle Ron and Aunt Hermione told me pretty awesome stories about him.

I love you, Uncle Fred. Even though I haven't met you, I think I already know you. I wish you were here so I could really hug you.

Your nephew,

Fred