Fred,
Wow, I always thought Bill was the God-awful writer but I warn you in advance, this letter is gonna suck.
So, before this letter gets depressing…too late…I suppose, I need something to say so here's what's been happening.
Broke up with Chelsea…oh right, you didn't know about her. We dated for about a month I guess, that's what, fourth one this year I think? Had to return her birthday present, turns out girls don't like it when you stand them up, she slapped me one I'll tell you that! But hell, I hardly think it counts as standing up when you're at your dead brother's funeral…sorry…
Norberta died, you know, Hagrid's 'male' dragon, pity about that I liked that dragon. Still haven't told the poor bastard.
God, what am I saying? I suppose I'm supposed to be saying how much I miss you, right?
Well, sorry mate, but really…I can't really describe it at all. Let alone write it out, never been good at that sort of thing.
Been a whole month now, I think the owl with Ginny's letter must have gotten lost because it was her idea for me to write this. I suppose everyone else already has. I stayed back home for a few weeks after your funeral, I think we were all glad of it. Man, you wouldn't have liked it, Fred. Far too…stuffy, and I feel so ashamed because I couldn't cry. I mean, you're my brother, I feel really guilty about that.
What else to say? Dammit…told myself I would be alright. But I don't think any of us actually are.
I miss you little bro and I will make an effort to come home more often now. I feel guilty about leaving so soon. I should still be there…it's only been a damn month and I've already screwed up by leaving our family.
What was it like? Sorry…that's a horrible question to ask…I'd better stop now, before I completely ruin everything anything. Haha…yeah, lame I know.
I know you'll always be there, mate.
Your brother,
Charlie.