Disclaimer: I am not J.K Rowling; hence I do not own the characters of Harry Potter. I am not the Wanted and therefore I only sing the songs, I have absolutely no ownership over anything. Not even the computer I'm using right now...ha-ha.

A/N: HAPPY NEW YEAR 2012 EVERYONE! I hope you all had a lovely break :)

To the lovely reader called 'Reader': Reader, you are too kind! When are you getting an account? And I know, Lego House is a brilliant song. Have you seen the video for it? Isn't the ginger kid just the best? I am so happy to know that you actually get impacted by the words – I can't tell you how big a compliment that is! I have been trying to reach out to people through this fic, and you just absolutely made me feel as my work was made worthwhile. So thank you, very much. I hope you enjoy this update.

Without further ado…

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Momentarily I am distracted. He's telling a joke! Percy is telling a joke!

I didn't think I'd live to see the day…

How unfortunate I should think of that. Maybe it's called foreshadowing? For, in the second I was distracted, some git sent a death curse at me.

Oh what would I give to slip a puking pastille to the idiot who cursed me…?

There isn't a counter curse for this – it always results in death. Without fail.

But I can't help continuing to laugh. Uncle Bilius once said that "We should all die happily, laughing even. What are you sad about? After all death is not the end, right?"

And I couldn't chose to die for a better cause. I'm saving the world – actually making history. Everyone one of my family, friends and err, ex-girlfriends are here. I belong here. This is my element and what a profound and great way to go on.

I know that the past few years have been tremulous for all of us. I might be a jerk to Ron but he's had it the worst of all. It can't be easy being best friends with the Harry Potter. I don't have time right now to tell them, how much I respect the young men Ron and Harry have grown up into.

I don't have time to tell Ginny to just…go for it. Harry loves her, its going to work!

Or time to tell Ron to quit being so blind and just kiss Hermione, already!

I don't have time to tell mum that it's okay; I know she gets worried about me.

I don't have time to say goodbye to anyone.

Not to dad. Not to Charlie. Not to Bill…

…Or George.

I turn suddenly, frantic, to at least see my twin before I leave.

Our eyes lock. His reflect terror and panic. I suddenly make up my mind.

Of course I'm scared as hell for my family. Scared as hell of what the outcome of this battle will be. Of course I don't want to die. But that isn't really in my hands anymore.

I'm silently begging for George to smile, to be happy. Just because I'm gone doesn't mean all is lost. I need to see him smile, like he does.

I need to see it.

And he does. It's a small one. But it speaks volumes. It's that smile that tells me that no matter the aftermath…they'll be alright. They've got one another.

The least I can do is leave the way I came…laughing.

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- Fred's eyes stared without seeing, the ghost of his last laugh still etched upon his face.-

I know, I know, it's a little bit frightening, we might as well be playing with lightening…

A/N: The quote is from Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. I can't remember the page number but I think it is the last line before the next chapter begins – but I can't remember. I just remember quotes :/ I really hope you liked it. It was a bit strange to write about a character who is such a central part of the series for so long. But please tell me what you thought of it. Review!