AN: Yay! The sequel! I'm sorry if the original story seemed rushed, but this kept playing in my head and I needed to split it up. I'm going to put more emphasis on this. And the timeline will be slightly screwed up. I'm going to make Victoire a few months older. I know her birth date is important, but it doesn't fit my story line.

Chapter One: Famous Author

It's been two years since I left Hogwarts. Two years since I had my heart broken. Two years since my book was published and I became a writer. I have one book, Dear Diary, and I am currently an editor at the Daily Prophet.

"Alicia, I think that you need to start dating again."

"I can't, Katie. It's too hard. It hurts too much."

"Leesh it will do you good."

"No! It can't. I haven't been on a date in two years and I still love him, Katie. I love him so much. And it hurts too much trying to replace him."

"I know, Leesh, but at some point you need to move on."

"I can't!"

"Don't you want to get married, have kids someday?"

"Of course, but it wouldn't be right without him."

"Fine, I'll drop it. For now." Katie still looked slightly miffed and walked out sullenly. I didn't blame her. I never even tried getting over Ge-him.

"Ouch!" Something hot was in my pocket. Oh, now I remember, Fred asked me to keep my D.A. coin in my pocket at all times, just in case. As soon as I thought this, a patronus appeared in my living room.

"It's time. Gather your wand and come to Hogwarts .I'll explain when you get here, Leesh. Apparate into the Hog's Head. Aberforth will tell you how to get into Hogwarts." My father's voice came out of the wolf.

I did as he asked and apparated into the bar in Hogsmeade.

"Another one?" I nodded.

"Are you in the order?"

"Yes. I'm Alicia Spinnet."

"Recently out of school, I'd wager."

"Two years."

"Well, Ariana, you know what to do." I was confused, but then the portrait hole swung open. I was in the Room of Requirement. It took some effort not to break down, but I knew that I would be okay as long as….

"Alicia?"

"Hey, Fred." I nodded to acknowledge…George. I actually was able to say his name, in my mind. Mrs. Weasley saw me and ran over. She threw her arms around me.

"Alicia! I haven't seen you since….." She cut off, seeing the look of pain on my face. "Oh my."

"Listen up everybody!" Kingsley Shacklebolt yelled over the chatter. "This is the plan. I want the aurors and senior members of the Order to lead a scout group on the grounds. Everybody else, patrol the hallways or the Great Hall. Leaders for grounds should be John Spinnet, Remus Lupin, Arthur Weasley, and I. Molly, Percy, and Bill, the hallways. Minerva, gather the other professors on our side and patrol the Great Hall. Everybody else find another group to go with. Harry, Ron, Hermione, do what you need to. If you need anything, feel free to let me know." We all nodded and did as he instructed. I was with Minerva McGonagall, Fleur, and Katie. Angie recently found out she was pregnant and Fred wouldn't let her fight. She was supposed to stay in the Room of Requirement with Ginny. Only Fred, George, and I knew. They eloped and we were the witnesses. It is rather funny that the others haven't figured it out. They didn't try to hide it. I followed them to the Great Hall. We fought a few Death Eaters, but I tried not to kill them. Only stun, disarm, or some other charm. But if necessary, I would. I knew both sides had casualties. I didn't want to think about it being someone I loved.

When Voldemort (After Dumbledore's death, I had taken to calling him by his name. Until I learned there was a taboo on it. But he already knows we are here.) made his announcement about wanting Harry in exactly an hour, I was worried. I knew the kid could handle himself; I was on his Quidditch team for five years. But we were sort of friends. And I got to know him over at the Burrow, where I spent a majority of the summer. I pushed these thoughts away and started helping collect the bodies. I saw my mum over in the corner and ran to her.

"Mummy, what's wrong?"

"Your father and Evan are dead." My eyes widened. My father, who I looked to and depended upon my entire life, was dead. As was my older brother.

"Nattie? Adrianne?"

"They are both fine. I tried to convince Adrianne to stay with Angie and Ginny, but she said she was of age. Speaking of Angie, why isn't she fighting?"

"Fred said no."

"Why? And why did she listen?"

"Mum, you can't tell anyone, but she's pregnant. They found out last night."

"That's wonderful! But not at a time like this. How far along is she?"

"Three weeks." For the remainder of the hour, we sat next to the bodies of my father and brother. Without warning, we heard,

"Harry Potter is dead!" To say I was shocked would be an understatement. I gasped, but Mrs. Weasley, Hermione, and a few others screamed. Ginny's reaction was the worst. She obviously loves him. She screamed louder than anybody.

Voldemort tried to cast a few spells on us, but they didn't stick. Neville Longbottom was caught on fire, but unburned. He put on the Sorting Hat and out fell Gryffindor's sword. He sliced off the head of Voldemort's snake. Then the battle began. We were all so busy fighting for our lives, but no spells hit us. A voice shouted,

"Riddle!" It was Harry! He battled Voldemort, lectured him, and called him by his given name. He said that the Elder wand knew its true master and that he was him. Elder wand? Not possible. But Voldemort died anyway when he cast a killing curse. I cheered along with everybody else. Happy that we won, but sad it came at such a high price. Molly ran over.

"I'm so sorry for your loss, Alicia, Elizabeth, but, Leesh, George needs you."

"What's wrong? Is he okay?"

"Physically, yes. Emotionally, I don't know that he ever will be. He just keeps saying 'Ali. Get Ali.'"

"Why?"

"It's Fred. He's dead."

"Oh my god!" I said as tears ran down my cheeks. "Will you tell Angelina? I need to find George."

"Thanks, Alicia." I nodded and went to where I knew he was. The Room of Requirement.

I saw him and immediately ran into his arms. We sat in silence for hours and no one disturbed us. Finally, about four, someone walked in. It was Angelina and she had obviously been crying. She joined us on the couch and started crying into my shoulder. About noon, Angelina volunteered to go get food. She knew that George needed me and he was in no state to get it himself.

"I got a little bit of everything." She said as she walked back in the room. I grabbed food and immediately started eating even though my appetite was gone.

"George, you need to eat." He shook his head. I don't think he's spoken a word since his twin died.

"George, if you don't eat on your own, I will go find your mum." I could tell he was reluctant as he put a bit of turkey in his mouth. It hurts to see him in so much pain. It's like he's emotionally detached.

"Leesh, I'm going to go find Katie. I see how much he needs to be alone with you right now." I nodded and took the now fed George into my arms again. Molly knocked on the door.

"George, Alicia, we are going back to the Burrow now. Your mum and sisters are coming too. Come when you are ready."

"Okay, Molly!"

"Why aren't John and Evan going?" George spoke for the first time.

"They died in the battle." He looked shocked, obviously he didn't know. I untangled myself from his arms, stood up, grabbed his hand, and pulled him with me. He put his arm around my shoulder, mine went around his waist.

We walked like that through the passageway and back into the Hog's Head. He apparated us to the Burrow. Molly ran over and hugged us both.

"Mum, I'm going up to my room. Alicia, will you come with me?" I nodded and followed him upstairs.

"I read your book."

"This probably isn't the best time to discuss my writing a story about our no longer existent love life."

"Right, once Fred and I discussed what we wanted done for our…funerals. We decided no black and fireworks. I want to change the color of everybody's outfit to bright colors, but I'm going to need your help. I also want the headstone to say loving husband, brother, friend, and son. For the quote, 'the most wasted of all days is one without laughter.'"

"I'll do whatever you need me too. And that really fits his personality."

"I think Angelina should speak. Tell the truth."

"That's a good idea. Who else do you want to speak?"

"I'll talk. Maybe some of my siblings. I don't want Mum to have to do that. Or Dad. Will you?"

"Yes."

"And maybe Lee."

"I think that's good. Do you want me to go tell your mum?"

"No. I will, but can you come with me?" I stood up to indicate that, yes, I would go with him.

"Mum! Can we have a family meeting in the dining room?"

"Sure. I'll gather everybody." He went to a chair and sat down. I went to sit next to him, but he gave me a pleading look. I sat on his lap instead. It took a few minutes for everybody to get there, but once they had he started speaking.

"When we were still in school, Fred and I discussed what we wanted our funerals to be like. Mum, if you let people know and do the basics I can handle the part we discussed. Don't look like that, Alicia already volunteered to help. And we decided not to ask you to speak, Mum, because I don't want to put you through that. My list is Alicia, any sibling that wants to, Angelina, Lee, Katie, and I. Oh, and Angie, we think you should tell them the truth. Either now or at the funeral."

"Now's fine. I'm pregnant." You could tell that the family was shocked. "And when we found out, Fred and I eloped. We only told George and Leesh who were the witnesses." Molly started crying. She ran over and hugged her new daughter-in-law. "That's why I didn't fight."

"How far along are you?" Arthur asked.

"About three weeks." My mum interrupted the talking to ask Bill and Fleur to talk to her in private. They followed her to the living room, but returned a few minutes later. Fleur looked prettier than normal. It was like she was…glowing. Similar to the glow Angie has. Oh my god. My eyes widened and when Mum looked at me, she nodded. I got up, despite George's protests, and hugged her.

"Congratulations," I whispered in her ear. I ignored the questioning looks and sat back down.

"Since Alicia and Ellie already know we might as well tell you all. Fleur and I are going to be parents too. And she is two months along. We didn't find out until this morning."

We soon broke up until dinner and George retreated back to his room and I went for a walk. Tomorrow was Fred's funeral.

I put on my bright blue robes that I was going to wear for the ceremony today. I walked up to George's room and saw that he had put on his currently yellow ones that changed color every few seconds as well.

"You ready?"

"As ready as I can be." We walked down to the garden and sat in the front row. There was a black casket up at the front. Molly walked in and hugged us.

"What are you wearing? Go change!"

"No, Mum. It's my twin's funeral! I can wear what I want!" She backed off. Harry and Ginny, newly reunited, were the next to arrive, in black. Oh, well. I can quickly fix that. With a wave of my wand, Harry's robes were green and Ginny's were pink.

"Why are you so colorful?"

"You are just as colorful, Ginevra." Ginny looked down at her robes and gasped. "Do you want to help change everybody else? In our family? George and I have a plan for the guests, but our family can't wear black." They nodded, looking mischievous.

When the funeral began all of the Wealsey's were colorful, but they couldn't even change it back. George went up to speak first.

"Fred was my twin. I will always remember him and the jokes we always made. I won't be the only one. We always got in trouble and that's why we decided to open the Wheezes. I would like to announce that in a few weeks, I will reopen. It's going to be hard without my other half, but I will do my best to try. For my nieces/nephews. I'll miss you, Gred. I would like to tribute these fireworks to him." He waved his wand and the sky started turning colors. At the end, it rained down on the audience, changing their robes to bright colors. He sat back down and I stood up.

"I wasn't related to Fred, but I will always consider him a close friend. When I was little, I would always pull pranks on people and blame him. Because who would believe little Alicia would turn Percy's hair green for two weeks? Now, I can't, but I wish more than anything that I could again. Two years ago, I stopped being close to the Weasleys, but I still saw Fred on occasion. He was dating one of my best friends and I still saw him quite often. I consider him a brother. I'll miss you, big brother, even though you are only one day older." I threw a yellow rose on his coffin that was now orange. Angie was next.

"I love you, Fred. I won't ever get over it. Read the beginning of Leesh's book. It describes us perfectly. But why, Fred? How could you do this to me? To your family? To your baby? It's just not fair! Why did it have to be you? I'll always love you and miss you, dear husband." She threw a red rose on her husband's grave. Lee stood up.

"We were part of the Unstoppable Six at Hogwarts. And it hurts to think that now it's just five. It will never be six again because you're gone. And we can't replace family. When Alicia and George split up, it hurt you too. You thought they were perfect for each other and it hurt you to see them both hurting. They aren't back together, but they are trying to be polite. I think, without Leesh, he wouldn't get through it. Remember when we did Potter Watch? I'll miss you, Rapier." Lee threw in a handful of dandelions that Fred would've enjoyed. Katie was last as the family decided not to speak.

"You were more than a friend to me. You were a teammate, a partner in crime, and a brother. There aren't words for how much I'm going to miss you. I love you, Human Bludger. Goodbye. Have fun with the Marauders in heaven." Katie threw the last flower, a white rose and sat back down.

I apparated straight to the Leaky Cauldron and ordered a Firewhiskey. A few minutes later in walked George. Great. An hour later, I was pretty drunk. I walked over to him and pushed my lips against his. He responded immediately. And then I apparated back to my apartment, still holding onto him.