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A/N: Alright. Second fic created. This story focuses on George (duh); it focuses on his relationships, his self image, and his thoughts about everything that's going on around him. Oh yes. This was also somewhat inspired by another fellow fanfic writer. And I feel the need to give them at least some kind of credit for this.(: WARNING. This story shall later contain slash, and self mutilation. If you do not go over well with this, I suggest you leave now.
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Confessions of a Prankster
Introduction
George Weasley.
Son of Molly and Arthur Weasley. Brother to Bill, Charlie, Percy, Ron, and Ginny Weasley. Twin brother, and best friend to Fred Weasley.
Prankster. Troublemaker. Academic failure. Popular.
Yeah. That's me. Or at least, who everyone perceives me to be.
You see, being a twin—especially Fred's twin; it's not all that's cracked up to be. You're always looked at as a whole.You can never be your own person. You'll always be known as the twin to whoever; marked for life.
Honestly, I didn't mind it at first. But, that was then, before Hogwarts and everything. Now, things are different. But now, I'm kind of stuck in this rut; I'm stuck being Fred's clone.
I don't like it. I don't like it one bit.
You know. It really fucking sucks when no one knows the real you.
And it sucks even more when absolutely everyone is as blind as fuck, and can't see how much you're hurting inside.
Yet, at the same time, I don't want them to find out. There's already too much to worry about; what with the Dark Lord on the rise, and poverty always around the corner. I don't want my family to worry about me. It's less trouble; easier for everyone.
I guess that's why I'm pouring my heart out with a quill and some old parchment.
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A/N: Oh yes. Expect pretty short chapters. And. Reviews are greatly appreciated. :3