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The next day at the castle was a sad affair. The funerals of the lives lost during the battle were being held at the grounds of Hogwarts. People were pouring in from all over Britain. The Hogwarts Express was bringing wizards and witches of all ages from Platform Nine and Three Quarters to Hogwarts so that they could join in the mourning.

The Weasley family had a discussion the previous night as to decide where Fred should be laid to rest.

"I think that Fred should be at the Burrow. That way he'll be close… all the time", said Ginny, doing her best to talk through her constant flow of tears.

"Hear, hear", said George before he started to tear up, as he remembered his joke with Fred earlier that year.

"Yes, I do believe you have a valid point there, Ginny." said Mr Weasley , suppressing his own tears.

"I know it isn't really my place but I think that Fred should be here at Hogwarts with the others that have fought bravely and have lost their lives" Harry voiced out his thoughts. "Firstly so that witches and wizards will know that he was one of those who participated in the battle. And also that I think that the Burrow should be a happy place, a family place..."Harry continued when nobody responded. "And though he may not be as close if buried in the Burrow, he will be close in our hearts always."

After several moments of silence, the rest of the family nodded and voiced their agreement, everybody turned to look at Mrs. Weasley, "I agree with Harry" as she said this everyone knew that it was the final decision.

The Professors at Hogwarts had cleared a space between the Hogwarts grounds and the Forbidden Forest as a burial and memorial ground for the lives that had been sacrificed during the battle. The coffins had been placed around the Great Lake, symbolizing the greatness of the number of lives sacrificed.

Harry walked past multiple coffins with tears threatening to flow from his eyes, but when he stumbled upon the coffins of Tonks and Lupin, he could not control himself any longer. He sobbed and sobbed as he made his way to their coffins.

Upon nearing the coffins, he noticed Andromeda Tonks standing between the coffins holding a baby Teddy Lupin in her arms. Harry's heart sank even more if that was even possible after he realised that he had taken away this boy's parents as he had been deprived of his own. The only consolation was that Teddy would have a more loving family than Harry would ever have.

Harry approached Andromeda and Teddy and offered them his deepest condolences on their bereavement. Teddy had changed the colour of his hair to a more subdued one to fit the surroundings. They stood in silence for a couple more minutes before Harry said "I must go on Mrs. Tonks, but I would like to meet with you tonight to discuss Teddy's welfare."

"Yes, of course Harry." she replied kindly. They stood grieving for a few minutes more until Harry walked to other coffins.

"Potter! Potter!" Harry spun around to face Professor McGonagall running towards him. "Mr. Potter", she gasped as she finally approached him. "I would like you to say a few words during the funeral. If it is okay with you that is?" she continued once she caught her breath. She looked at him expectantly as he pondered the request.

"Sure professor, I'll do it."

"Thank you, Harry." She gave him a pat on the shoulder and went along.

Harry walked past a few other coffins before noticing -with a twinge of guilt, Colin Creevey's body lying motionless in his coffin. Harry walked over to the boy silently shedding more tears. He looked down at Colin and saw that he was clutching his camera. Harry let out a chuckle as he thought back to his second year. "Gee Colin; you would make a great photographer for the Daily Prophet." With that, Harry touched Colin's slightly cold hand and made his way on.

Once Harry reached the mass of red hair, he stopped. He looked into Fred's coffin and felt sadness overcome him. Harry felt the tears spring back to his eyes. He kept expecting Fred to say that it was just a joke and that he was really alive. He remembered talking to Fred on the Hogwarts Express; the first friend he made in the Wizarding World, the first person who ever acknowledged his presence.

Fred was still smiling. A peaceful grin etched on his pale, white face. All around Harry, the Weasley's-including Hermione- were crying.

Kingsley, who was recently elected Minister of Magic, stood up and walked over to the podium. Due to the vastness of the crowd, he magnified his voice using the spell, Sonorus. He calmed the crowd and they took their assigned places. Then, he began speaking;

"We have gathered here at Hogwarts on this sad day to mourn the loss of our close family and friends, they have fought bravely and died fighting to protect us all from falling into the clutches of He Who Must Not Be Named. Without them we might not have even been able to succeed. I do not trust myself to hold back my tears as I am grieving too. And I also do not want to take up your time. So now I pass on to Mr. Harry Potter who has been requested to speak by some of us here. Quietus." Kingsley muttered the counter-spell and stepped away.

Harry stood up with all eyes on him and made his way to the podium.

To those who were grieving and didn't take notice of the Minister's speech now stopped and paid their fullest attention to Harry.

Harry now walking up to the podium, felt slightly nervous with his heart pounding furiously in his heart. He didn't have the slightest idea on what to say.

"Thank you all for coming here today and to a lot of you who are grieving the loss of your loved ones. I am truly sorry for your loss" Harry started slowly the confidence now building in him as he saw how many people were paying attention to him.

"I know the sacrifices and the lives taken throughout this war were great. I mean just look at the impact of this war on my life, on all of our lives actually! To some of us we might have lost our parents or maybe a dear, caring brother or even our aunts and uncles but finally after being at war for so long, we can move on. Do your grieving today but once tomorrow comes don't you dare shed another tear because these are the people who has made all our tomorrows become possible. We have to honour them, be happy for them no matter how hard it may seem because I'm very sure that they are very happy for us and are proud of themselves up there because they know that we finally won. We finally beat him. All of us together!"Harry finished shoving his fist up in the air.

A thunder of claps roared from the burial ground as Harry finished his speech. 'If Fred wasn't dead' Harry thought 'he and George would definitely be wolf whistling right now'. Even though this thought made him sad he could not help but to chuckle to himself.

After his speech, one by one, the families started to move the bodies of their loved ones to their specific burial sites. Each family had a choice whether they wanted to bury the body at their own private location or at the space provided by the professors. Most chose to bury at the burial ground because later it was going to be known as the memorial site for those who have given up their lives to fight and protect the Wizarding World, their world, from Lord Voldemort.

As everybody slowly left, the Weasley's and some close friends which were mainly Harry, Hermione, Luna, Katie, Alicia, Angelina and Lee, stayed behind to conduct a private funeral for their beloved Fred.

As everybody started to crowd round the coffin to take one last meaningful look at Fred, Kingsley Shacklebolt stood at the behind the tip of the coffin as he was going to be conducting the funeral service.

"We gather here today" he started "to say goodbye to one of our precious Weasley Twin, Fred, as he was one of our heroes who sacrificed himself in the war that just ended. As we all know, Fred and his twin brother George own-"

"So terribly sorry I'm late everybody. Better late than never, I always say" A very breathless Dedalus Diggle apologized as he arrived at the funeral.

"No worries Diggle, we were just beginning anyway. So as I was saying" Kingsley continued "Fred and his twin brother George has achieved many self-achievements these past few years. They managed to graduate from Hogwarts with well-earned results and build a joke shop, their pride and glory, called the Weasleys Wizarding Wheezes. Even though one of them has to move along now, we all hope that the other is able to handle this well. Before I end this service, would anyone like to say anything?" Kingsley added.

Nobody said a word and all that could be heard was sobs.

Xenophilius Lovegood and Dedalus Diggle were the only ones who had control over their emotions. Slowly Dedalus got up and said

"I would like to say something"

"Sure thing Dedalus" Kingsley acknowledged him.

"I have prepared a little something for this young man here… Umm… It goes something like this, the name of this young man holds words that describe himself. So here I go…

G stands for 'Goofily'"

As he said this, the crowds and especially the Weasley's hence George was becoming even more confused by the second.

"E stands for enthusiastic because I came to know that the two of them were very enthusiastic in opening their shop the Weasleys Wizarding Wheezes."

"Mr Diggle, I'm sorry to interrupt but I do believe we are at the funeral of Fred Weasley not George Weasley." Xenophilius Lovegood stated trying to clear the confusion.

"Oh are we really? Well I'm terribly sorry for the confusion because I can never tell those two apart"

At this point George started laughing uncontrollably and soon later everybody joined in including Diggle himself.

"Well I'm glad I got to lighten up the mood with my careless mistake" Dedalus chuckled "And I'm quite sure myself that Fred would want us all to have his funeral with smiles on our faces instead of tears running down our faces. So actually I've prepared the words for George not Fred but I'll give it my best shot. So here I go…again… Fred now is it alright…

F stands for…"

"FUNNY!" George piped in.

"Alright F stands for 'Funny'. How about R?

Anyone who might have a clue" Dedalus asked.

The crowd started muttering softly.

"How about righteousness?" Bill implied.

"That doesn't symbolize Fred at all, Bill!" Ginny interrupted "I know! Rule breaker!" Ginny yelled.

"Oi, that's it. I mean Fred's always breaking the rules!" Ron alleged.

"So 'Rule breaker' it is then" Dedalus confirmed "Ok now what comes after R… Oh that's right E! What does E stand for?" he asked.

By this time everyone was joining in even was cheering up!

"E's quite tough. I can't think about anything else but exciting" Harry said.

"Or maybe we could use entertaining" Mr Weasley said "It was Molly's idea" he said as Mrs Weasley hung on to him even tighter trying hard not to cry for Fred's sake.

"I only thought about that because together Fred and George were always very entertaining in exceptionally mischievous ways." Mrs Weasley pointed out.

"It's decided, entertainingly it is. Now what about the last alphabet, D?"Mr Diggle continued.

This time Katie decided to contribute something "Can 'D' stand for delightful? I mean it was always a delight to have him around. Isn't that right Lee?"

"Yes I suppose so but if anybody disagrees, we can always use devilish for he has devilishly good looks, right George" Lee joked.

"Alright I'll let him have it this one time but next time anybody asks again I'm going to say that I'm the hotter twin."George replied.

"I think delightful is just perfect" Hermione said. "It fits him but sometimes delight isn't the word I'll use to describe him when he turns Crookshanks fur green" she said this with a sad smile.

"Delightful it is then" Dedalus confirmed. "Now let's put it all together

Funny

Rule breaker

Entertainingly

Delightful

How about that?" Dedalus asked.

"Very nicely done, in my opinion." For the first time Percy spoke, his voice a little strained, his eyes red from crying as he was the only one who was there when Fred said he's last words. For one moment Percy was truly proud of himself after resigning from the ministry and hearing Fred's baffled words about it but in no longer than a split second everything crashed and he found himself bent down trying to revive the brother he loved and who heard his proud resignation.

'What will happen to the store' George thought silently

'Who'll be the genius behind the potions and more importantly who'll become my partner in crime?' The thoughts just kept making George feel worse. He felt empty inside for the first time and only one person always knew what he felt but now he's gone. This just made George shed hot tears. He sat there silently crying to himself until Charlie spoke

"Maybe we should put that as an epitaph or something, he deserves one"

Dedalus finished his speech and went back to his seat. Kingsley went up and asked

"Would anyone else like t0 say anything?"

"George, honey, maybe you should say something. Fred would want you to" Mrs Weasley inquired him.

With a small nod, George made his way up and like a broken damp everything started to spill out

"Hi Fred" he started slowly "I wish you were still here, you know how I can be such a wimp sometimes. We were this close to achieving what we wanted. To open another shop somewhere, to get married with different lovely ladies-," he gave a sad smile to Angelina and continued "- have kids, make each other best mans and be the godfather of our kids. Now without… you here I don't know who will come up with those great… ideas for our brand" George started to choke on his words as he was weeping so hard.

His words were so touching as it showed how strong the bond of the twins was that it even had Charlie blowing into a handkerchief.

"It'll be hard for me" George continued "for maybe a couple of months…no maybe years before I get used to this but whatever happens I want you to not stop playing pranks on others. I'll do my share here and you do some really messy ones up there alright. Bye for now prat, but don't forget I'll still am going to see you later, way later, you get the idea." With this George gave a sad smile, rested his hand on top of his brother's coffin for a few seconds then retook his seat.

After that, the whole family and friends paid their respects and Kingsley got a caretaker to finally come and bury Fred Weasley. Everyone couldn't hold back their tears. The girls were having their hankies in front of their faces and the guys just stood there bawling their eyes out. It was really a sad affair for the family.

When the ceremony ended, one by one, everybody headed back into the castle. The last one to leave the burial site was George.

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