Dear Fred,
It's been six years since I've seen you. I miss you. George is doing ok I guess, he puts on a brave face for me and little Freddy, but he seems so distant. I think since your death he has only been half of a person, like he lost half his soul. He still has nightmares, he thrashes around moaning your name until I wake him up. Then he apologizes and goes into the bathroom. I know what he does in there, he stares at his face in the mirror and sees you looking back. I know he can't stand it, having to be reminded of you all the time.
He walks to visit you every morning, sometimes before I wake up, sometimes he takes Freddy with him. Freddy is about four now so when he comes home he tells me all the funny pranks Daddy and Uncle Fred used to do together. Once when Freddy was very little and we all went as a family, he asked George why we didn't just take you home so we could be together all the time. George asked me to take Freddy home, and he didn't come back all day. When he did finally come home his eyes were all red and he went straight to bed.
Yesterday was the six year anniversary of your passing. We brought a picnic lunch and met the rest of the Weasley's there. We actually got little Freddy to pull a prank on Persey with his father. While George distracted Persey, Freddy dropped a dungbomb in Persey's pasta salad. He's just like you, he even made the same face you did when you got caught.
Well, that's all I really have to say, other than I miss you, George misses you, we all miss you. I miss your smile, I miss your laugh, I miss them more because George rarely smiles or laughs with me. Only when he's with Freddy does he actually crack a joke or laugh out loud. He's getting better though, now that Freddy talks alot. I think he feels that Freddy fills most of the void left behind after you died.
I love you Fred.
Angelina