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As George Weasley trudged across the stage to the podium, he struggled to keep a smile on his face.
"Hello, everybody." He said with a thick voice. "I was asked to say something here. As you all know I'm probably the biggest procrastinator you'll ever meet so I didn't really prepare a speech or anything fancy like that. I'm just going to say whatever comes to mind."
"I see a lot of you here with bloodshot eyes and tears running down your faces. Well, in the twenty years that I knew Fred, if I learned one thing about him, it's that he hated to see people sad. Fred was older than me by two minutes and twenty two seconds. As it should be, two is our unlucky number. For that short amount of time, we were separated. And as of May second, another two, we were separated again... This time, forever." His voice became heavy and tears welled up in his eyes.
"All of you are here because you had the pleasure to know Fred, as did I. Fred, unlike most of us, actually lived and wasn't just alive.
He knew how to have fun and make the most of everything.
He was the best friend anyone could ever have and the most amazing brother ever.
He always had a smile on his face, regardless of what was going on.
Most of all, he loved everybody. It didn't matter who you were or where you came from." The tears that had been threatening to fall spilled over.
"It's true that only the good die young. Because you can't get much better than Fred."
Anyways, I love the Weasley twins and I picture that George's speech at Fred's funeral would've gone like this.