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Fixed an error I just discovered.

A/N I'm going to be switching POVs throughout this story. Mostly between Angelina and George. This chapter is in George's POV and begins right before Harry walks through the hall after acquiring the flask of Snape's memories.

"Fred! Where are you?" shouted George as he tore through the hallways. The battle was still going on and parts of the castle were now missing. "Fred!" George shouted again. He saw Charlie rush by him. "Charlie!"

Charlie stopped and turned. "Fred?" he asked. George shook his head. "I'm George. Twenty years and you still can't tell us apart. What's wrong with you?"

"Now is not the time for that, George," said Charlie. "Have you seen Fred?"

George shook his head. "I've been looking for him for quite awhile."

"Come on," said Charlie, grabbing George's wrist. Together they ran in the direction of the Great Hall. At the entrance they stopped, the hall was full of bodies. Some of them were injured, but most were dead. The two brothers began to walk slowly through the Hall. George let out a gasp when he recognized the body of his former professor. Next to him lay Tonks. George closed his eyes for a moment, the couple recently had their first child, and then this. George hoped that their son would grow up happy and knowing about his family, unlike Harry.

Family, his family was in the Great Hall, the realization hit George full force. Charlie broke into a run with George right behind him. Molly turned at the noise and burst into tears. "Mum!" cried George, "what is it?" George pushed his way forward and when he got through the crowd that his family made, his heart stopped. He shuddered for a moment, then dropped down on his knees. "FRED!" he shouted. "FRED!" Charlie was right behind him, also in shock. George moved so he was at Fred's head. He carefully picked up Fred's face, his face, and gently placed it in his lap. George wanted to cry, but the tears couldn't come. He wanted to cry out, but his voice wouldn't work anymore. All he could do was sit there, with his other half. He was now only half of a person, never to be whole again.

Ron and Hermione arrived and the other Weasley's moved to give them space, but George stayed put. He heard shouting outside and it sounded as if Voldemort had defeated Harry and that they had to stop resisting. He could tell by the sounds that the DA and the others refused. There were shouts for Harry. George jumped up, he had to get out of the way otherwise he would be defenseless in the middle of a battle. "George!" shouted Lee. George hurried over to his friend. Together they managed to get Yaxley down. George felt a little better, but the Death Eater he truly wanted dead was Rookwood. Percy had told him that Rookwood had caused the wall to explode.

Suddenly he heard his mother shriek out "NOT MY DAUGHTER YOU BITCH!"* He looked up just in time to see his mother, the woman who he had never seen cast any charms except for household ones, battling on of the most feriocius Death Eaters. It was a very short dual, and his mother took down Bellatrix. Suddenly Harry appeared and he and Voldemort began to dual, with words. Then Voldemort let the killing curse loose and Harry did the disarming spell. They two lights connected. "What is going on?" wondered George. The wand that Voldemort had been holding flew up in the air and Harry caught it. Voldemort lay dead on the floor of the Great Hall. Slowly everyone began to gather once again. Harry ran off with Ron and Hermione, and George went back to where Fred lay. George didn't know how long he sat there with Fred's head in his lap. Ron came back down to the Great Hall and came over. Slowly the other members of his family gathered around Fred again.

Suddenly George heard a loud shriek and looked up. Angelina was rushing towards him and his family with a look of pure anguish on her face. Charlie turned at the noise, hurried over towards Angelina, and grabbed her around the waist before she was able to reach the rest of the Weasleys. George didn't hear what passed between the two of them, but he heard Angelina let out another scream and saw her wrench herself from Charlies grasp and hurtle towards Fred. Angelina rushed towards the gap that Charlie's absence had made.

George looked at Angelina and saw her grab her stomach and heard her shriek again. "Charlie, catch her!" shouted Bill. Angelina had fainted. Thankfully Charlie was just a few feet behind her and he leapt forward and grabbed her right before her head hit the ground. "She needs to go to the Hospital Wing," Bill said. Charlie nodded. "I'll take her." George watched his brother pick up his friend and turn to head up to the Hospital Wing. Charlie only made it a few steps.

At that moment Katie and Alicia entered the Great Hall. There was a look of relief on Alicia's face. George suspected that it was because Lee was still running around. Katie looked the same, and George knew that Oliver was still around as well. The two girls were talking quietly as they made their way across the hall. As they neared the end they looked up and saw the Weasleys and Angelina in Charlie's arms. The two girls grabbed each others arms as the broke into a run. They stopped a few feet away from the Weasleys and George noticed the horror on their faces when they realized who it was that had fallen as a hero. The girls went up to Charlie and a few quiet words were exchanged. Charlie nodded and he and the two girls went on their way to the Hospital Wing.

After they had left, George looked down at Fred, who's head was in his lap. George noticed that there was a slight smile on Fred's face. "You always did say you'd die with a smile on your face," he thought. "But why did you have to die now? We promised each other that we would die together, just like our uncles Fabien and Gideon, together to the last breath!"

George felt the pressure of a hand on his shoulder. He glanced up and saw that it was Bill's. Bill's face was hard to read because of the scarring, but George could tell by looking into his brother's eyes that Bill was trying to hold his emotions together, but wasn't being successful. George turned his head away and shrugged the hand off. He knew that this would hurt his brother, but he didn't care. He was the one who had lost his twin, his other half, not any of his siblings. He didn't care that he was hurting his family. He didn't care that the war was over and that the Light side had won. All he cared about was Fred and Fred was gone. Fred was dead.

George got up and ignoring the looks of worry from his family, made his way outside. He sat down on the little knoll that he would go to when he wanted to think and looked up at the stars. He looked towards the east and realized that he was just able to make out Aries, his sign and Fr- his brothers sign. It was barely visible, just over the horizen, but it was there and George felt that it was looking at him. George knew that Fr- that he had been true to his sign to the end.

"George?" someone asked.

George turned his head slightly. Lee had followed him outside with Oliver right behind him. "What are you doing?" asked Lee quietly. George didn't answer, but instead continued to stare at the stars, which were starting to pale.

"The sun is going to rise soon," said Oliver. "With the dawn there will be a new beginning to our world."

The first rays of sunlight began to peep their way over the horizen. Lee put his hand on George's shoulder. "Come on, George. Let's go inside. It's cold out here."

George shook his head and continued to sit in silence watching the sunrise. Lee and Oliver both knew not to push him, so they slowly got up an left George. George sighed, he knew that his friends wanted to help him, but he didn't want their help, he wanted to be left alone with his thoughts, and even some of those he didn't want.

A/N *taken from Deathly Hallows, Chapter 36