A/N: I am listening to 'Kiss Kiss' by Chris Brown. Lemme tell you, this is a good song lol. I don't really listen to rap that much, but I really like this song! Haha.

Anyway, I'm deciding to write this now. I'm going to try this style of writing that I've been using for this story I have called 'The Lotus Eaters'. It's kinda like writing a poem, but it's still a story. Like the Odyssey or something lol. So here we go:

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Harry Potter. Or Chris Brown's music. Or where I found the lyrics to the song. Now I can sing along to it!!! Ahaha.

Melancholia

I look at you, and I see him. His face, his hair. Hell, even his personality. It's wrong, how I can see him in you.

Why did he have to end in that way?

You look at me, and I can see that you are hurt. I might only be a child, but I know you see my uncle in me.

My non-existent uncle.

And I know you've told me stories about how great he was, and how wonderful.

How I wish I could've met him.

And as you cry on Uncle Ron's shoulder,

I look down at the grave, and

Wonder why he was killed.

I know.

But I can't ever process it.

I'm only a child.

But I know how seeing this hurts you, Daddy.

Ron is hiding his emotions.

Hermione is bawling.

We are sharing his shoulder.

It's the anniversary of his death.

The Nine year anniversary.

I should be over this.

But it's too overwhelming this year.

What with my wife leaving me, to losing a bunch of employees, to this.

Even my son can see.

I'm already dead on the inside.

We just need the rest of me to cooperate.

Little Albus is even crying.

I'm hugging my father.

"Dad, don't cry," I say.

He nods. "You're right. I have to be strong, for you."

I smile warmly. "For the family."

He nods again. "You are just like your Uncle, Fred." He kisses me on the cheek, looks at everyone, then back at me, and says, "Let's go get some Blood Pops. You like those, right?"

"Dad," I say seriously. "I love you."

He tears up. "I love you too, Fred."

I might be only nine.

But I know the pain in his heart.

A/N: Aww, Poor George and Lil Fred! hugs both Me luff the future generation. They are so mature lol.

Do you think I made Lil Fred too mature? I'm not sure. But I guess he was going through a lot, seeing as George and Anonymous Wife got a divorce in my story. Hmm. Oh well.

The next story for F&E will be: Panic!

Not Panic!At the Disco. Eww.

Just

Panic!

Haha.