Dedication: To NupDawg, happy birthday, Didi :)

Angelina stared at the ring on her finger glinting in the sunlight. She turned it every way in the sunlight to catch the sun's rays.

She's been imaging the moment to see the ring on her finger from her love for what seems like 1,000 years. The ring that she knew was from the person she loved with all her heart.

But as she gazed at the ring, she tried to make herself think that she loved George, and her heart never yearned for someone else. She tried to make her stomach flutter with anticipation and lust when she looked into George's eyes. But she couldn't.

All this time she tried to make herself convince her heart that she was in love with George Weasley and not his deceased twin brother. She tried to tell herself that George was going to become her husband and is different from his brother. She couldn't.

Her heart belonged to someone else, a person who's gone, and he's not coming back to reclaim her heart.

When Fred died, two people died. And one has been dying every day waiting for Fred. She loved Fred for what it seems for 1,000 years.

How could she love George? How could she love him and yearn for someone else? Her heart aches painfully for someone else, not George. But Fred.

Angelina looked at the ring again. The ring that sealed her heart from ever loving him again. The ring that she knew will never make her smile a genuine smile because it's not from him. Someone so close to him, but not quite.

She closed her eyes and took a step closer-a step closer to her beloved.

Darling, don't be a afraid, I will love you for 1,000 years, Fred if I have to.

A/N: Hope you enjoyed it. Song By Christina Perri, 1,000 Years.

Let's go Giants!