"Hey George." Ciara walked up to her friend after his brother's funeral.
"Hey." He replied, looking almost unaware of what was going on.
"I wanted to give you this." She said, pulling out the photograph Colin had given her back in third year. It was far more faded now, and there were flimsy creases across it from where she had folded the picture, "Colin gave it to me just after you left Hogwarts. He wanted it to remind me of the pranks we pulled off and of the old Hogwarts, before any of this started."
George unfolded the picture and watched Ciara chase himself and his brother around with his twin's bat. The traces of a sad smile appeared as Ciara hit his photo-self hard in the back and he and Fred made identical looks of shock and pain.
"Thanks." He said, a tear rolling down his cheek. Ciara hugged him as he said, "Really thanks."