George sat by Fred's gave, snow seeping through his pants and the cold nipping at every portion of his face, his hot tears freezing on his cheeks.
"I miss you Freddie." He croaked patting the headstone. He held it together for one more minute before he lost it and began sobbing hysterically. He rested his head against the headstone and just cried. Cried until his chest hurt, cried until there were no more tears left, cried until his lungs hurt, until his tears melted two pools in the snow.
"I know you wouldn't want me crying Freddie, but I can't help it. You're gone. I only have memories now. "
Their First Words
A young Molly Weasley moved the two, two year old twins into their cribs, they both stood against the bars and looked at each other,
"Forge!" Fred said almost comprehensively.
"Gred!" George said in the same way, Molly was so shocked that they had talked tears welled in her eyes.
"Oh Arthur come in here!" She bellowed.
The two redheaded twins looked up at their mom with mischief in their big brown eyes.
Their First Fight
"Mom!" Fred Bellowed.
"Mom!" George copied.
The twins were almost six years old, and had always gotten along.
"What boys?" A slightly aged Molly Weasley asked upon entering the room, they both looked angry and distressed.
"George broke my toy wand!"
"I did not!"
"Yes you did you sat on it with your ugly butt!"
"My butt is the same as yours!"
"Enough!" Molly roared as Fred and George started approaching each other menacingly with a heated look in their 5-year old eyes.
"How about you share a wand?" Molly suggested.
"No way!" Fred bellowed again. Molly sighed.
"Oh alright. We'll get you a new one from Zonko's tomorrow, and George, apologize to your brother."
"I'm sorry." He said halfheartedly.
"George. . ." Molly said in a slightly threatening tone.
"Okay fine, I'm sorry Gred." George said. Fred cracked a toothy grin and the brothers hardly ever fought again.
Their First Prank
"Dad brought this home and put it in the shed, it's called a 'whoopie cushion'" Said George.
"What does it do?" Fred asked eagerly.
"If you sit on it, it makes a funny sound." George said, deflating the cushion, it made a sound as if you were passing gas.
"Let's put it under moms chair!" Fred exclaimed.
Their First Glimpse of Hogwarts
"Fred" said George glancing up at the castle from the boat that was bringing them slowly towards it.
"George" Fred said to his twin.
"This is going to be a brilliant school to play pranks in."
"It really is George, it really is."
The only thing George had was memories of his twin. He hated this. He hated it so much. George sobbed and sobbed until he fell asleep in the cold snow around Fred's grave. His other half was gone, and no amount of comforting or time could help him. George Weasley would never be the same person again.