AN: This story will be told in drabbles. One update a day of 300 words, with the occasional longer installment. I hope you all enjoy!

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George

George ran his fingers through his hair and let out a sigh. Glancing at the clock, he groaned as he realized that it was actually pretty late in the afternoon. It didn't seem to matter when it was day or night anymore. Since he hardly got any sleep anyway, he would lie down and try when he was too exhausted to move. Too bad it felt like he never slept despite the hours passing.

Dragging himself out of bed, he decided that perhaps he should be at least a little bit social today. Holing himself up had been a part of his depression. The motivation to do anything just wasn't there. George hadn't even stepped foot inside his own joke shop since Fred's death. Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes had been their entire life making people laugh was their past time.

Too bad George hadn't laughed since the death of his brother. Hell, he couldn't even remember the last time he genuinely smiled. Of course he sent his parents a reassuring smile at their weekly dinners. Mum was constantly checking in on him to make sure he was doing alright by sending food, chocolates, and clothing. She continuously worried about his melancholic behavior, concerned about what it could lead to.

George constantly reassured his mother that he was not suicidal. He just needed a bit of time to readjust to life without his other half. After all, they had literally spent every day together in the past. Rarely had the two of them been apart in their lifetime. Then, his best friend was permanently taken away from him. The only person in the world that was just as quirky and had the same interests as him was gone.

At this point in time, he didn't have a real reason to be happy.

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