Today is the 1st of April.
Happy Birthday Fred and George.
Nobody else will say those words to you this year. You shan't receive a single birthday card or a solitary present. But it isn't because people don't like you. Everyone loves you.
But on the 1st of April 1999 (your 19th birthdays) terrible things happened. Your sister and youngest brother were both murdered that day. So was Harry Potter. In death Harry, saved everyone but he couldn't save your birthdays.
Everyone remembers this day, five years on. People have finally begun to move on, begun to come to terms with things.
Yet your parents still can't celebrate your birthdays. They couldn't even look at you this morning. But you weren't expecting a cake or a party were you?
Or maybe you had a small hope that this year things would be different, that things would be better? They aren't.
Happy Birthday Fred and George.