Voldemort's dead.
You would think I would be happy.
But how can I?
I lost my other half.
My partner in crime.
My best friend
My brother.
"Georgie, are you all right?" My mum said in a hoarse voice, rubbing my back as silent tears streamed down her face.
I nodded, not trusting myself to speak without losing it.
She gave me a sad smile, and looked down at Freds body, before promptly bursting into tears again, and hugging my father.
Flashback
"You okay, Freddie?" I asked, "Yeah," he replied, looking at me, "Me too." I said, as we shared one last smile.
End flashback
I started sobbing.
I was looking right at him. He was smiling. It had to be a joke.
But it wasnt.
He was gone.
Fred was dead.
That rhymes.
I started laughing without humor. Fred dead. Dead Fred.
People were staring at me like I was crazy.
Maybe I am.
I didnt know nor did I care.
Right now, it was just me and Fred.
One last time.