George felt numb, was that really his dead brother on their floor? Fred eyes were closed and he looked blank, there was no life in his face, there was not any red, fire like, powerful colour in his hair, and it might as well be grey. To the others (Except Mr and Mrs Weasley) they had only lost one of their loved ones, but in the last couple of years George had lost three, three! Whenever George thought of this number he felt a pain in the pit of his stomach, a pain of regret. All of these deaths had been his fault.

If Celia hadn't come, if he had run towards Hector and grabbed his hand himself, if he hadn't been duelling with that curly haired death eater, he could have helped Fred duel with the death eater he was battling.

'Fred, Fred,' every time he said this he felt devastated. Obviously he had known Fred for the most, roughly nineteen years, he had always helped him, taught him the better ways of life, George couldn't even put in words of what he felt for Fred, Hector or Celia, only his heart knew. Near Fred lied Tonks and Lupin, they were starting a family, Ted Tonks who would never know who his father and mother were; George could only dread to think what lies ahead for him.

XxX

After the war had ended, several hours later, George was walking back from the courtyard where Voldemort had died. He went to the place were Fred lay, he was one of the first people back and he said quietly:

"Hey, you- know- who's dead, if you had only held on a while longer." He said depressingly, knowing that Fred wouldn't reply. He heard voices gradually coming in but knew that it would've been much louder if he had his other ear. Finally Mr Weasley hovered a white sheet over his whole body and that George knew that his brother truly was gone.

The Weasley family sat down and talked for a bit.

"Well at least he's gone now, the battle's over." Mrs Weasley said trying to smile but ended up with her lip trembling and a wail coming out. Everyone tried not looking at looking at George but couldn't resist and soon the whole family was staring at him, expecting him to say something after five minutes of feeling awkward he finally said

"Well, I mean it's done now nothing we can do about it." And then fell silent ignoring the stares. A few minutes later Harry and Hermione came and sat with them

"Well done Harry." George said in a high pitched voice that sounded strained "Great really good job of killing him, how did you kill him again it must be a really good story try telling us again, what were the Horcruxs again? Why don't you tell us?" he said this very fast and Harry looked awkward and said

"Sorry about Fred mate, we're all here for you." George nodded and looked behind him to see, Fred under the white sheet.

XxX

Three months later: It was a bright, sunny day, birds were singing songs and flying around but the family around was not in the mood for happiness; in fact they were all crying. The Weasley family were all gathered around a wooden pointed coffin made from oak and painted a shiny, thick black. Inside the coffin lay Fred Weasley. His eyes were closed and how George described him

'He looks peaceful and I can still the humour in his face.' There were many different breeds of flower places around the coffin. The coffin was lying next to six feet deep hole; the hole was just outside the paddock. It was not only the Weasley family there, there was also: the remaining people of the Order, Harry and Hermione and George and Fred's best friends Lee Jordon. Kingsley Shacklebolt agreed to speak the speeches because he was one of the only ones not crying. He started in his deep voice

"Fred Weasley was a brave young man, he died a hero and remember that for the rest of your lives, let his courage and humour be with you and carry it through the dark days you may face, let his spirit fly free and give you the strength to live life to the full, don't let his death upset you, yes his death may hold you back but just remember that he still exists in our hearts." He put down the piece of parchment that he was reading from and made way for George who had a speech prepared

"Fred was not only my brother, he was my friend, you may think it's a cheesy saying that you always hear, but it is the truth. Fred helped me a lot when I was upset, those times… I will not talk about today, anyway I cannot sum up the words to describe him he was just… extraordinary!" He sat down and his mother patted him on the back. Now Percy came up.

"The word my Fred and George always described me, was: Prat, Git, Idiot, the list goes on, but I admit they were right" He looked at the stares of surprise, Percy was always modest about himself an now saying the things that he mostly didn't want to be "I was the last person to talk to my brother and his last words were full of humour the way he had probably wanted to die! I had only realised," he continued "How much I missed my brother, after he… died. The thing I really want to say was sorry. Sorry I wasn't there, I abandoned my family and ignored that I was wrong and they were right and that I should have been the one that… instead of Fred, that's all." He pushed his spectacles up his nose because he was sweaty and nervous from saying this." Lee came up now and started

"A few years ago my best friends left school, I missed them a lot for the remaining, they didn't tell me where or what they were doing just a short comment about them running their new joke shop. Life at Hogwarts wasn't the same without them, each morning was grey and it wasn't only because of that hag, Umbridge, sorry for my language, they were the life of the party and it was hard living without them, it's lucky that I still have George for a friend and I would be honoured if I could help with the shop, and help us get passed these gloomy days." George smiled at him as he sat down. There were a few more speeches all the same: they would miss Fred and were happy that he was now in a better place, Fred tuned out on all of these until Harry started talking:

"After I won the Triwizard Tournament I gave all my winnings to Fred and George I think it was the perfect choice, Fred followed his dream (And George of course) but I think that it was the perfect way to die, the thing he loved most and to think that he made his dream happen must have been the accomplishment of a life time." This was the last speech, it made George feel grateful. Using magic Mr Weasley put a charm on Fred so he wouldn't rot or get eaten by bugs. Carefully putting the lid on the coffin, five people put him in the ground, by using a hovering charm and magically ten spades started digging and slowly the coffin was covered with mud and earth and soon the coffin was disapered under a thick layer of mud. The people started departing into the house and George knew that was the last time he saw his brother.

XxX

George resumed his life at the shop, luckily his costumers still liked to laugh still after what happened, the Hogwarts students decreased a bit but the remaining costumers kept them in business, for that George was grateful. He had just won a donation from the minister Kingsley Shaklebolt, who was giving donations to regain the shops, which were gradually reopening.

"Fifty Thousand Galleons!" George said proudly to Ron and Lee who worked in the shop with him. It had been ten months since Voldemort and Fred had died. True George wasn't over his brother's death but he was slowly recovering and getting use to the remaining time of his life where Fred wouldn't be there. It was seven in the morning and Kingsley had just left, they had just opened the store and a few costumers came in a witch with a small boy asked George

"Do you know where the puss-balls pills are?" George pointed to a shelf and said

"Third shelf up." She said

"Thanks." and before she left he said "Do want to have a free sample of our new product Hiccup Humbug?" she took the humbug and gave it to her son who started hiccupping none stop until George gave him a some cup with a pearly silver liquid in it and in seconds the hiccupping stopped. "What did you think of it?" George asked

"Tasted of butterscotch" the boy said in a squeaky voice "Can we buy some mum?" George smiled

"Has a different taste every time so while you hiccup there is a nice flavour as well. If you like it my brother" he pointed at Ron:

"He is selling some, five Galleons, one quarter off of the original price, a very good deal!"

XxX

A few hours later there was a figure in a dark, black cloak with a long hood covering he/she's face. Lee was the first to notice this he went to George and said:

"Hey, you know that hooded figure, offer… the person a free sample." George nodded and went over, nervously, seeing that he hadn't shown his face once yet, when he got to the hooded figure he said

"Hi, I've seen you haven't tried our new sample yet." He couldn't tell if it was looking at the tray at which the Hiccup Humbugs were, because of the hood and he/she walked away. George wondered if he was deaf he went back to Lee who insisted he went to see what he wanted but George just shook his head and said "No, there's something freaky about that man!"

"Or woman" Lee said "Please don't say that all the Hog Heads costumers are coming in here I mean the stench!" George shushed him.

XxX

The hooded figure stayed for until 5PM seeing as it was a Sunday it was half an hour until they closed and when the two old witches left he/she was the only person left, George started to lose his patient, Ron said

"He… she will probably leave soon, give him time."

"Ron, he's been there for five hours, I don't think that he's buying anything soon!" Lee looked around and said

"That man… or lady, thing, is right there, go talk to him… or her." George rolled his eyes and said

"Why does it always have to be me?" he strode over to the hooded figure and said lightly

"If you don't buy anything I'm sorry but you'll have to leave." Very slowly the figure started to lift its hood up he had a scarred face and looked very pale he had a stubble and short ginger hair and when Ron saw his whole face Ron shouted

"FRED!?" but George knew Fred was dead and the only one who looked like him and Fred was

"Hector?" George asked with curiosity. Hector smiled and said

"I'm back."