seeing all the stories about Fred's death made me want to put my own up. So here it is.
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I could tell something was wrong as soon as I entered the Great Hall. My whole family was standing around something. As I got closer I could see Mum crying over a body. I froze and my heart began to beat widely. I started looking to see who was missing. Bill, Charlie, Percy, Ginny and Ron was with Harry, so that meant… NO, it couldn't be! No, no, I had begun running towards them. "FRED, FRED, NO! I shouted as I ran. When I was almost there Percy grabbed me and held me back. "He's gone George, he's gone." I got out of his grasp and walked slowly walked forward. Mum was laying over the body crying.
I fell to my knees, "Fred, wake up please, please." I sat there at my next to my brother as silent tears fell down my cheeks.
George is my favorite character and i hope i did him justice. Oliver Phelps did a wonderful job in the Deathly Hallows part 2. the brief time they showed him after Fred's death is still haunting me.
this is actually part of a story I am writing about George called Living Life as Half a Person. its his whole life and the future I think he should have. So any criticism is welcome.