Letters to Fred

I sat on his bed, head in my hands as tears ran down my face. Earlier Dad had asked me if I could call Fred and Ron downstairs for dinner. He didn't mean to, and he didn't realise what he said until I started to cry. I saw a piece of parchment laying on the floor along with a quill and had a sudden idea.

I was going to write to Fred.

Even though it would never reach him.


Dear Fred, You've only been gone for a month now. It feels like forever to us. We won the war, so it's all over now, I suppose. Mum cries a lot, but she smiles a lot too. Angelina cries, but only when she thinks no one can hear her. She came to visit for a while, and she slept in your bed while I shared with Ron. Ginny has to stay with Harry- to stop his nightmares. He blames himself for the deaths, especially yours. So does Percy. We're all doing alright, but we miss you so much. I know I said it was all over but...I guess -when I say it's all over- I mean that Voldemort is gone. I don't think this war will ever have a definite end. Not while there are still Death Eaters on the run, and not while there is Dark Magic being used, and definitely not while people are still grieving. Please remember that I love you.

I'll write again soon. George.


So that was that. I put my quill down gently and read through the letter again. I didn't get to say everything I wanted, but it would do for now. "George! Can you please come down here and help me set the table?" Mum called from downstairs. I went to help her, leaving the letter laying on Fred's bed.

Authors Note: I know it's a bit short, but it's my first story and I didn't want to wear out the idea and get bored with it. I'm pretty sure there will be more, if people want it. Please review- negative or positive, it all helps!