A/N: hello there! This story was just a burst of inspiration from reading other people's amazing fics! Basically a letter to fred from George, a oneshot for now but might make it a series if people want. Please read and reviews are love!
Disclaimer: JK Rowling owns this amazing world, I'm just playing with it.
Dear Fred,
Hi Freddie, I miss you. It's been 2 weeks since the end of the war, I'm… I'm not coping Freddie. Sure, I help with the rebuilding of Hogwarts, but other than that I'm shut in our room all day, refusing meals, not talking, letting life go past me, no longer a part of the world. I need you Freddie, I feel like I'm being sucked into a whirlpool of fear and despair that only you can get me out of… but you're not here, you're gone and I think I've died too.
There's so much I can't do anymore. I can't look at mum, can't bear to see her tear-streaked face and worried eyes as she feels me slip away from this cruel world to join you in a better place. I can't look in the mirror anymore because I'm looking at me and seeing you, but you're not here and it's tearing me apart. I can't bear to be anywhere near Percy, I feel awful about thinking it, but sometimes… sometimes I wish it had been he who had died not you. I know, terrible huh? But still, I think about it. Worst of all, I can't face going back to the shop. I know it was our dream, all we ever wanted… but I can't bear to be there, it just brings back too many painful memories. I don't see the point in bringing life and laughter to a world that is black and grey to me. I can't think of jokes and happiness when I can't have you, the reason why we had jokes and laughter.
When Harry turned out to be alive everyone was so happy, you see he had to pretend to be dead so that he could defeat Voldemort, anyway, we were all so happy he was alive and I turned to you to celebrate but of course, you weren't there. I have never felt anything so crushing before. It was so horrible that for a moment I just couldn't breathe. Then the deadly curses were flying through the air again and I had to fight. In my dreams, or maybe nightmares, I'm not sure, I see the fight again, the flashes of green light, the fighting. Then I see myself hit with green light, avada kedavra, and I'm with you again and I feel so happy and relieved. Then I wake up and cry, because I truly feel like I'm with you again.
I don't think I'll be able to go on. I lost not only you on that day, but friends, Tonks and Remus were killed and I saw it happen, but once again I was too useless o stop it. I know you are watching me up there, probably worried about me and annoyed that I'm not strong enough to carry on the shop. I'm so sorry Freddie, but I can't go on. You always were the more brave one out of the two of us. Angie has been trying to help, but nothing works, not even her promises that she loves me, because when she says that I just remember that she was yours first, for the triwizard yule ball. I'm sorry Freddie. Please don't judge me too harshly when I end up seeing you again, I have a feeling it's going to be sooner rather than later.
Your Twinnie
George.