-1Fred's funeral was bigger than expected. He was buried alongside the rest of the Weasley family. Molly had only anticipated a few friends and the family, but that was proved wrong.

The morning of the funeral the entire house was quiet. Harry and Ron dressed in silence and headed downstairs to find Ginny and Hermione already at the table. Molly Weasley was no where to be seen. George walked into the kitchen just then. He seemed distant, like he was not really inside his body but more of watching himself.. He took a cup from one of the cupboards and sat down. He just stared at the empty cup as if it was going to magically fill itself up. The rest of the gang just stared at him, not speaking. Finally, Ginny broke the silence, "Where's mom?"

Ron just shook his head and Harry shrugged his shoulders. It was Arthur who answered the question. "She's in his room." Everyone understood who the "his" referred to so no one responded. George rose from his chair and made his way upstairs. Ginny also rose, but made her way to the cupboards to see what she could whip up for breakfast. Hermione made her way to help her. Ron and Harry set the table, all without the use of magic.

" He would not have wanted it this way. You know, he loved to use magic to make people laugh, to enjoy everything. Remember George when he lost his ear? How they both joked about it, when it hadn't even been an house since it had happened. " Mr. Weasley left the kitchen and made his way outside.

"Dad's right. Fred always loved to make everything into a joke." Ron said. It was unlike him, but everything in the past year had helped each one of them grow up. Hermione turned around and made her way to hug him. She said, "everything will get easier around here, after his funeral. We all just need the closure." Just then several of the previous quidditch members came in through the front door. They all wore their Gryffindor quidditch robes and were arguing with each other.

Angelina Johnson was reprimanding Oliver Wood. "You can't just barge in here. You should have knocked."

"It's a funeral. Do you really think they care if we knock or not? They probably will thank us for not making them get the door." Oliver explained.

Angelina and Oliver than noticed that Ron, Harry, Hermione and Ginny were all seated around the table. They greeted everyone and Oliver was the one to explain. "We thought this would be a good idea." He made a sweeping gesture over the uniform. "We owled as many members as we could. There are still more on the way."

The next few hours were a blur. People did not stop pouring into the Wesley home after those quidditch members arrived. Everyone who had remotely known Fred or the Family or even Harry came. Through the floo network , through appariation and even in muggle car. They all sat in the living room or stood outside talking amongst themselves.

The funeral itself was different than Dumbledore's funeral had been/ There were no mermaids to sing a song and no white tomb to decorate the body/ It was a simple ceremony with a simple black wood tomb. Arthur, his sons and Harry had personally dug the hole in which Fred's coffin would be laid.

Many people cried and Molly seemed to cry more than anyone. Finally, the coffin was lowered into the hole and with a wave of a wand, he was gone from the world completely. A few people stayed behind for tea and cookies. Molly made her way upstairs as soon as she arrived at the house. By eight o'clock that evening, everyone had left.

Ginny, Harry, Hermione and Ron all sat in the boys' room. Ginny was sitting at the foot of the Harry's bed and Hermione was sitting on Ron's trunk. Both Harry and Ron were sitting against the headboard of their own beds.

"I'm leaving tomorrow for a couple of days, maybe a week." Hermione stated. She looked around avoiding Ron.

"Harry, I really want to go get a glass of water, come with me." Ginny grabbed Harry's hand and made their way out of the room.

Hermione started to explain to Ron, but he interrupted her. "I know. 'Mione, I knew that you would want to leave after the way. I'm surprised you didn't leave to get your parents as soon as the war was over. I expected to wake up the day after we arrived and find you gone."

"Oh Ron. You've changed so much since that first day I met you on the train, with your dirty nose." She laughed and got up to sit with him on the bed. "I was so happy when you thought of the house elves. It was perfect." She kissed his cheek and leaned into him as he placed his arm around her.

He then said, "I want to go with you to Australia. Please." He was not sure if she would let him or not, but the minute he realized that she was going, he knew he would ask.

"Why?" She simply asked.

"I want to be there. I'm afraid of losing you. He said. She agreed to let him go with her. They left in the early hours of the following morning, leaving a note for Mr. and Mrs. Weasley. They had left to Australia to find Hermione's parents and bring them home.