A Note- I'm sorry I put this up so late. Tribute to Fred Weasley. Don't own much #May2
Hey, You,
I honestly don't know what to write. Me and Mister Holey are busy hiding, trying to joke for the rest of our lives, but the jokes have fallen short. Let me just say it-I'm bloody terrified. I am seeing my twin lie down on the mattress next to me. How will I ever live without him? Merlin forbid anything happened to him, to you.
I just had to write this. I guess that if I'm the one to go in this war, I ought to see that my gravestone's a bright yellow.
Yes, yellow. I know that you hate that colour. It suits you I think. I can almost hear you scream at me for saying so, but you know that it's true.
Though I am not the one to go all mushy over a girl (that would be George) I just remembered some lines-
For when we are reckless and young
And humming songs unsung
I see your smile in the sky
Young love, too quickly gone by
Alright, I should stop. Though yeah, if I don't make it, have a go at George. He's a softie at heart and is missing an ear, which I thought that I ought to mention seeing that I don't really want him to have that much of a chance.
I love you Angelina and I hope that you do too. I just don't know how to end this.
I can hear us on the Quidditch pitch, you yelling your lungs out as we chuck mud around. I can see us dancing at the Yule Ball, my did we empty the place!
I can see you grinning as we set the fireworks in our seventh year. I can feel you scowling as I write this.
So I finally will get to what I'd originally wanted to convey- If I'm gone, please do forget me but never, ever regret me.
Fred (aka the most attractive wizard around)
