Mum hugged me close, the way she did when I was little. 'What's wrong, sweetheart?' 'It-t-s just-t that F-F-Fred should b-be h-here t-too!' I cried. Mum got tears in her eyes too, and opened her mouth to answer, but George beat her to it. 'I know, Ginny, but Fred would have wanted it this way- to sacrifice himself to save the world…. Think about it. He's sort of a Hero, isn't he? Fred would have loved it! Being in the spotlight! Don't be sad he's gone- just think about how he's famous now- for dying to save the world!' I started to giggle hysterically. Mum took my hand and led me into the kitchen. She took out a bottle and a spoon, and fed me a spoonful of something. 'What was that?' I ask, feeling a lot calmer and more like me. 'That was a calming potion. Very handy after the last war… so I went out and bought another bottle.' 'Smart, Mum.' I smiled at her. 'Feeling better, sweetie?' 'Yeah, Mum. Thanks.' I hugged her and went back into the lounge, in time to say goodbye to Bill and Fleur, who were going back to Shell Cottage. Before she left, Fleur gave me a hug and whispered to me, 'Be strong, Ginny. Your family will need you to be.' Bill hugged me and, with a glistening tear on his cheek, told me, 'Everything happens for a reason, Gin, even if we don't know what that reason is.' Then they were gone.
Ron, Harry, Hermione, and I went upstairs. For the rest of the day, we just sat in Ron and Harry's room. Sometimes talking. Mostly just sitting in silence, remembering those who weren't as lucky as we were.
Okay I know that was a bit sad, but it's kind of important too…
And for reference, I LOVE FRED. I cried when he died…. :'(
I Love Fred…
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