A/N: A (not particlary good) 100 word drabble I wrote a while go about George's feelings after Fred's death. I just felt like uploading it, so.. enjoy.
I don't own Harry Potter. If I did, Fred wouldn't have died and the story would probably have A LOT more of the twins in it.
Broken
Broken.
Broken with half missing. The half that knew how to have fun, how to laugh, how to play pranks, how to live.
That half was gone. It had died with Fred.
Now there was nothing. A nothingness that couldn't be fixed. A nothingness that was broken beyond repair.
That nothingness tore at his heart, it hurt him so much that he wanted to scream out, to chuck things, to hurt something, to hurt himself.
But he had to stay strong. Fred would never forgive him if he acted stupidly. He had to stay strong... to live on for Fred.