Fred
It's me, George. I am just writing to say I am sorry. Sorry for all the things that I never told you, sorry for the times I annoyed you but mostly I am sorry because you are gone. I didn't think I could live without you. I still can't believe I am. It's hard here without you. Mum is always fussing over everybody (particularly Ronniekins who is dating Hermione) and Dad is busy trying to rebuild the ministry with Percy and Kingsley. Sometimes I catch Mum looking at me, I wonder if she sees you in me. She looks away if I catch her eye. I know that they talk about us, me and you, Fred and George, George and Fred; they try not to mention your name in company though as they are afraid of what I'll do. I have to admit that for a time I was thinking about joining you but then I realised you would want me to smile and laugh. So that is what I do. I laugh and joke through the day, Dennis Creevey is helping me run the shop, he lost Colin but I hope you are looking after Colin. Dennis is very nearly worthy of the Maurauderers. I caught him defacing a picture of Umbridge the other day. She looks better with a moustache. Alicia, Katie, Angelina, Lee and I see each other once a week. We went back to Hogwarts last week and saw the piece of the swamp Flitwick left for us. There is a sign there now.
"Fred and George Weasley-forever more up to no good!"
I thought that was a fitting phrase for us. Angelina is coping. She cried a lot at first but Katie and Alicia told me that she is slowly recovering. I think she understands better than anybody what it is like to have lost you. Now the war is over things are returning to normal. But they will never be normal for me again. I miss you.
Your twin, mirror image and best friend.
George
P.S. I let off some fireworks at the funeral, thought you would want to go with a bang. Get it? Bang……!