Disclaimer: This made me cry as I typed it. I hope you like it, I found this on an interesting fact and decided to type a oneshot..hope you like it.
I'm in the shadow of a pine tree as I see the crowd move from Colin Creevey's grave to Fred Weasely's. I stay in the shadow all through the ceremony. I watch his family, all to the right of his coffin. I see George fall to the ground on his knees, his shoulders shaking violently. His sister tries to help him but he pushes her away. I can't do this...I move closer to the crowd and I stand in the back. I put my hooded cloak on so that it covers my face. After the ceremony, everyone throws white roses on the coffin and leaves slowly. Most are wiping their eyes and asking themselves "Why?" Why indeed. His family are the last to leave, but they don't leave completely. They linger a few feet from the grave. I walk over like a shadow, they don't notice me. I kneel in front of the tombstone and take the hood of my cloak down. I run my fingers down the engravings:
Frederick Weasley
1978-1998
Son, Brother, Twin, Friend, Prankster
We Love You.
As I get to "Twin" the tears start. It feels like all of the tears I kept inside for the past seven years finally break loose.
"It's...It's my fault. Fred, this is my fault! If...If I didn't do what my father told me to...If I said no none of this would've happened! I've always loved your jokes, Fred. You and George were the funniest students I ever knew. I'm sorry I never can tell you in person, or I never acted like it in school. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Fred, I'm sorry. I know saying it won't bring you back, but I NEED to tell you. It is my fault...It is..." I choke on the sobs and I stop talking. I open my mouth to talk, but a wail comes out. I pound my fists on the ground, and the tears pour down my cheeks faster.
"Why? Why did this have to happen to you? WHY? IF I FIND ROOKWOOD I'M GOING TO KILL HIM TEN TIMES OVER. I wish this didn't happen to you, Fred. I blame myself...for everything. For all these people dying. You...Colin...Lupin..Snape...Everyone!" I stop and I feel someone's gaze on me. i turn my head and I see George Weasley staring at me. Did he hear? I get up and roughly wipe the tears from my eyes. We stand and stare at me each other for a few minutes.
He looks at his twin's grave, and back at me. Then, to my surprise, he tilts his head. Like he's saying he won't tell. I nod in response and thanks. He looks back at the grave and slowly turns around and walks away. His shoulders are slumped, he looks defeated. He has to get better, but it'll be hard. I turn back to Fred's grave and put my hand on the top. I flick my wand and Forget-Me-Nots pop up around the grave. A wind suddenly starts and it ruffles my hair. Is this his way of saying he forgives me?
"I certainly hope so, Fred. You're the best prankster Hogwarts have ever has." The wind grows stronger and I walk away from the grave, my hands in my robes pockets. The tears stop flowing, but I still have a heavy feeling in my heart. I look up at the sky, and what I see makes me smile.
I forgive you, Draco. It seems Fred made the clouds say that.
"Thank you." I say to the sky and I walk out of the cemetery. Finally someone forgives me, I think to myself as I Disapparate to the Manor.
"I'm still sorry, Fred. I'm never going to stop say it." I say again as I open the door. The wind grows stronger, but suddenly dies down. I smile and enter the Manor and close the door.