SPOILERS FOR DEATHLY HALLOWS!!! I hope you like it.
George's P.O.V.
I knelt beside my twin's lifeless body. Why Fred? Why now? Why?
"George, I'm sorry." Percy gripped my shoulder.
"You couldn't have stopped it," I murmured. Then I was hit with a sudden urge to hit Percy right on the spot. He couldn't just walk out on us, come back, then watch my twin die! No, it wasn't his fault.
Sunny days seem to hurt the most.
I wear the pain like a heavy coat.
I feel you everywhere I go.
I see your smile, I see your face,
I hear you laughin' in the rain.
I still can't believe you're gone.
"Hey, George!" Lee Jordan called, running to me. "Who died?" then he saw Fred. "No. Angelina! I found them!"
"Don't call her," I whispered. "Not Fred's girlfriend." Then it hit me. I nearly laughed with relief. Fred wasn't dead! All I had to do was wake him up! Yeah! I started to shake my twin.
"Oy, George!" Ron cried in shock. "What are you doing?" I think I knew then that I couldn't wake Fred. That he was beyond my reach but I kept shaking him.
"Fred! Fred! Wake up! Fred!" I didn't notice that I was sobbing. "Come on, Bud! We have pranks to pull! We can't give up on pranking Umbridge because she isn't teaching anymore! Come on!" Lee looked at the floor, tears in his eyes.
"George," he whispered. "George, he's gone."
"NO!" I sobbed. "No! You're wrong! You're wrong!" I collapsed over Fred's body, shaking. "You're wrong! Fred, wake up! Please!"
"Fred!" Angelina yelled, as she ran to us. "No!" I didn't move. I couldn't leave him. Never.
It ain't fair: you died too young,
like the story that had just begun,
but death tore the pages all away.
God knows how I miss you,
all the hell I've been through,
just knowin' no one could take your place.
an' sometimes I wonder,
who'd you be today?
Ginny's P.O.V
I looked away, my breath catching in my throat. My brother was dead. Fred. The troublemaker. It had always been Fred and George. Now it was just George.
"It's alright." Hermione pulled me into a hug. "It'll be okay." He voice cracked and I knew she was crying.
"It won't," I croaked. "It can't anymore. It can't."
Would you see the world? Would you chase your dreams?
Settle down with a family,
I wonder what would you name your babies?
Some days the sky's so blue,
I feel like I can talk to you,
an' I know it might sound crazy.
Ron's P.O.V.
I couldn't believe it. Fred was dead. Fred had told me once that I had to fight a troll to enter Hogwarts. Now, he was dead. I had seen it and couldn't stop it. Can you see us, Fred? Help us! Come back. I'm begging you to come back! I looked away, as tears flowed down my cheeks. Good bye, Fred. We'll remember you. Always, my brother. Always. I couldn't give in. George needed us right now and I'd be there.
It ain't fair: you died too young,
like the story that had just begun,
but death tore the pages all away.
God knows how I miss you,
all the hell I've been through,
just knowin' no one could take your place.
an' sometimes I wonder,
who you'd be today?
Harry's P.O.V.
"Thanks, Fred." I lay the two flowers down at his grave. "Two for that fact that you weren't ever alone. You always had your twin and you still do. I wish you didn't die but you did it for your friends and family. Thanks." I was at his grave with George, Ginny, Ron, Hermione, Luna, and Neville.
"I didn't really know you," Luna said, laying her flower down on Fred's grave. "But I knew you from the D.A. You died for us all and we're sorry you had to go. I hope that you're happy and that you'll guide us on our way."
Today, today, today.
Today, today, today.
"I didn't get to know you like I wish I had." Neville lay his flower down. "But you always made me laugh. I hope you laugh a lot where you are now because it seemed like you were a laugh. Thanks."
"Fred," Hermione said, "you and George were inseparable. You always made us laugh and, even if you didn't know it, I thought that you and George were the funniest people I ever met. May we meet again, my friend."
"Fred." Ginny stepped forward. "I want you to know that I learned a ton form you and George. I wouldn't be who I was if you hadn't been there."
I could almost hear Fred's voice say, "And what's wrong with that?"
Ron stepped forward. "Fred, I don't really know what to say. I do know that I wish that I had been able to stop it. We could use your laugh around the house. I'd do anything to bring you back."
Sunny days seem to hurt the most.
I wear the pain like a heavy coat.
The only thing that gives me hope,
is I know I'll see you again some day.
Geroge's P.O.V.
It was my turn. "Hey," I whispered quietly, kneeling beside the grave. "Remember me? I want you to know that one-day, I'll be at your side again. I won't forget. You'll always be my best friend." I stood up. "I'd say good bye but I know something I never knew before. I'll never have to say good bye because you'll never leave. Thanks for being my best friend, my partner, my twin, and just for being there for me. I'll never forget, mate. I'll never be able to repay you for all that you did for me."
Some day, some day, some day.
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