Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. But I do own the tears that fell and still fall from my eyes about the death of Fred Weasley.
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Dear Fred,
Mum suggested I write you this letter, told me it would make me feel better.
I don't see how because you can't see it and I won't get to see your reaction to it,
but I don't have anything to lose, so here we are.
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Its been a year since you died. Everything is still the same, but somehow,
it feels different. The joke shop is still as strong as it was with you here.
Ron is helping me out but the little git doesn't appreciate my jokes and ideas as much as you did.
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I miss you so much, Fred. I keep thinking about how I never got to say my final goodbye
to you and tell you how much I love you. I do love you. I hope you knew that even
though we never said it much to each other. Or anyone else.
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Im struggling. Im not going to lie to you, Fred. I pretend like I'm okay, I laugh, I joke around,
but my heart is still hurting. I want to hug you, pull pranks with on Ron and Hermione when
they start snogging, to hear you again. I pray every night hoping your having fun with Tonks,
encouraging Lupin to lighten up. Anyway, your with Dumbledore. Its always a party when hes around.
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Do you miss me? Do you ever think of me? Do you wish you were still here with me? Do you ever
remember the good times we had with each other? I sure do. Every day and every night.
I think I am going to stop writing now. I just wanted to let you know that I have and will always love and miss you.
.
Your partner in crime,
George