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It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right.

I hope you had the time of your life.

Fred,

I realise it is pointless, writing this letter to you, when you are dead. Pathetic really, it took me at least thirty seconds to write down that word. It's taken everyone a while to even say the word 'dead'. Or even you're name.

That's been the hardest.

Saying Fred.

It's been six months since you died, since everyone died. Lupin and Tonks died too, you know. Or maybe you know that already. I don't really know how the whole 'dying' thing works. Maybe you've seen them, or something like that. Or maybe you're nothing. Gone. I hope you're still something. If not Fred, then something of the kind. Not whole. No, you were never whole. Nor was I. We were both a half of each other. Twins.

I used to hate it when people got us confused, I know you did too, it was beyond annoying. Now...now I hate it when people calling me George. Because they know it's me. How could it be you? You're dead, Fred.

I remember the last time mum called me Fred. It was about ten seconds before I saw you lying on the floor.

It was horrible.

It was obvious someone close to me was going to die. As horrible as it sounds, I knew, I just knew. But Fred, it was never meant to be you. We were were meant to help each other get through the grief after the war. That is how it would have worked.

I feel like I'm stuck. Everyone else is moving, but here I am. Stuck. I'm still waiting for you to come back, for me to open the door and see you. My reflection.

It hasn't happened. It never will.

I miss you, Fred. I miss you more than anything. I wish you were here. I wish you were here so we could pick up the pieces together. We could make people laugh. We were always good at that.

I haven't laughed in a while. I've laughed, sure. But I haven't laughed like I used to, like we used to. Ron's the only one who who has really tried to make me laugh. He knows I still need you, despite what I say.

Little Ronniekins has sure grown up, Fred. We didn't see him over the year, did we? Everyone knows what happened on their journey now. Some of the things they did...He's been amazing. Helping me with the shop and everything. He's with Hermione, finally. Lord only knows how she puts up with him. He was there when you died, Fred. In some ways, I envy him and Percy. I should have been there.

I'm sorry I wasn't there Fred. We should have been fighting together. We were meant to. We protect each other, look out for each other. We're brothers, twins. It's what we do.

I am so, so sorry, Fred.

I love you,

George.

It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.

Thank-you.

LLT.