The Last Joke He Told

by xxokayisouralwaysxx

The Last Joke he told lay in a thin line on his rosy cheeks. The screams of my Mother, the broken sobs of my sister curdled around me as I stared down at my dead brother. Fred. My twin. My partner. My life. How was I to go on without him? A tale told from George's POV, set on George's son, Fred's first day at Hogwarts and George looking back on his brother's death and its aftermath

1. Chapter 1

The Last Joke He Told

How is it possible for something to be so beautiful, yet so ugly at the same time? We are taught from a young age that we should see everything through rose-tinted glasses; that we should see a vibrant field packed with the purest of roses and endless potential for our future, when in reality we are staring straight at a sunken pit of decomposing corpses and a cusp to all of our hopes and dreams, but what if the rules are not that simple? What if the formation of beauty is ugly itself, a villain disguising itself as a hero?

When Fred was blown to smithereens at the Battle of Hogwarts nineteen years ago, a Fred-shaped hole was left in my heart, and it ached with so much pain, that I didn't think it was possible for a Wizard to feel.

With each passing day, the hole is pieced back together piece by miniscule piece. I now have my beautiful wife, Angelina, and my two amazing children, Fred Junior and Roxanne, who help me to make it through each day.

Of course, Fred will never be forgotten. He was the other half of me, I was never a whole person without him. However, even when the pain is unbearable, like today, when I'm waving Fred Junior off as he gets the Hogwarts Express for his first ever year at Hogwarts, you have to get up and try. For my wife, my children, for me and for Fred.

I just wish I had known this at the start.