We All Roll Along.
Chapter One: Move on.
And I'll state something rash.
She had the most amazing.. smile.
I bet you didn't expect that.
But she made me change my ways.
With eyes like sunsets baby.
And legs that went on for days.
Don't worry, I'm not abandoning my other stories. Certainly not 143 either. That'll most likely be updated tonight, actually! We'll see what I feel like after work- but it's only a 4 hour shift. So I shouldn't be that tried. But people at Wal-Mart can be absolutely ridiculous! Anyway, on with this new piece. Hope you like it!
It'd been a week since the war. Five days since the huge funeral baring everyone that lost their lives during the war, it was beautiful. Three days since Molly had cooked a family meal. And a day ago, George started acting like himself.
He'd told everyone that it's what Fred would have wanted. Fred would have wanted everyone to live on, to be happy, to smile, to fulfill their lives. George told them, If Fred knew how much all of you were grieving right now, I'm sure he'd slip you all a bit of puking pastilles. George had gone back to himself. He had grieved, harder than the rest, for exactly 6 days.
And then he thought about what he'd do if it was the other way around. How he'd want Fred, and the rest of the family to feel, after he died. And that's when he realized that. Of course he wasn't forgetting about Fred, he was never ever going to forget about Fred. But he was going to give him exactly what he wanted. And he knew this would be it. Get the family up and going, keep the business going, and give Ron hell; the usual things.
The family had been absolutely surprised by the outrageous rant of George Weasley. They were supposed to be happy? It seemed a bit cruel. But the further George went into it, the more they realized.
"Fred is my other half. You all know that, you all see it. We think the exact same things, we feel the same things. And I'm telling you right now, if I was to have died instead of Fred- I would want you all to be happy!" He shouted, ignoring the sadness coming from his mother, and the closing of eyes brought when Fred's name was said. Hermione listening intently, though her eyes filled with tears. Harry comforting Ginny. Ron brooding at the end of the table as he glared at his brother who was upsetting their mother. "I'd want you all to keep living! Mum, I'd want you to keep cooking for the kids that are here, and yelling at me for slipping Ron that daydream potion the other day! Dad, I'd want you to go through your muggle collection again, stop worrying about us! Ginny, I'd want you to go back to school, become captain of the Quidditch team and give the Slytherins hell! Hermione, the Magical Creatures Department in the Magic of Ministry is calling your name!" His eyes switching to each person who was being addressed, "Harry, you're calling is an auror. Don't blame yourself for Fred losing his life. The war wasn't your fault. He died a hero." He then switched to Ron, the last one in the room.
"Ronnie." He started, ignoring Ron's mean glare. "I'd want you to live up to what I know you can be. First, I'd want you to make your move. And you know what I'm talking about." Ron's glare becoming a bit uneasy. Though he wanted to laugh, it was something him and Fred teased him about all the time. It brought back memories. He couldn't help thinking that maybe he was right. George was making sense. "And I'd want you to help Fred, at the shop." And that's when Ron realized George was asking him to help him. And he wasn't going to decline. It was him and Fred's shop, that was for certain. But he'd do anything to help. Absolutely anything.
"I want you all to think about what I said. Think about what I'm trying to say. Fred was my brother, my best friend, my complete other half." He then paused, the smile still on his face. "I'm telling you it's what he wants. I know it's what he wants." He took this time to look around the table, at every single person.
"You've gotta live your lives. He wouldn't want you all to just stop living. And I think deep inside, each and every one of you knows that."
And that's when everyone at the burrow realized it. They weren't just going to live for themselves, they were going to live for the sake of Fred, for the life he couldn't live.
Of course, there was still going to be sadness, still going to be crying at night, and still a little tension when his name was brought up.
But there was going to be a lot of moving on.
But Fred, he'd never be forgotten.
At the end, he'd be thanked.
I'm ending it there, it's kind of like a starter chapter. The start to how it's all going to work out. Next chapter it'll be more of Ron talking to George about the shop. And everyone discussing what they're going to do. (Going to school, auror training, all that sort.) And of course, Ron and Hermione. I'm not sure exactly what yet. But it'll be good, I promise. Review please! And I'm getting a new computer chord, yay! REVIEW.