Okay, here we are. As promised at the end of chapter two I'm writing a sequel to 'Memories of a Twin'. Basically this is about Fred Weasley and how he copes after George's untimely death.
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I went through a few major ideas with this one before settling on the idea of Fred writing letters to George through all the major parts of his life. I'm going to make each chapter a letter and see how far I go; though I've already decided on what the endings going to be.
CHAPTER ONE: LOST WITHOUT YOUDISCLAIMER: if I was JK Rowling then I wouldn't be writing this now, but if I wasn't then I would. You do the science.
Dearest George.
It's hard to believe you're gone, although it's been a full week since you left us in this shit hole. I'm nothing without you and barely find the energy to eat. Mum says I'm wasting away and I have to get myself together but it's not much short of impossible. Our bedroom seems so empty without you, your twin bed beside mine empty, in the same state as you left it when you died. Everywhere I look there are the memories of you, and it makes me cry to look around. Can you believe it? Me, crying. But I do cry, because you were the best brother anyone could ever wish for, and it begins to sink in now that you'll never live to see us grow up, not even to see Percy become minister for magic. Funny that really, in a strange little way. We never thought Percy would get anywhere after the Barty Grouch thing and now he's one of the number one Wizards in the ministry. It's strange how things can change. George got a letter today, he's head-boy, but for some strange unknown reason he's been talking about revolutionising the whole idea. He keeps asking me if I can make him some more Weasleys Wizard Wheezes, but I don't think I can. I've lost the spark for everything since you left us; even the joke shop seems to be a waste of time. I just don't have your brains to pull it off, although I try my hardest. I might have been the idea for some of our ideas but you were the brains behind the operation. You always said that you were the brains and I was the worthless looks. Ha. Just proves how right you were now doesn't it.
I don't think Ron has got over what happened, he seems to be in a state of shock most of the time. I'm not lying here when I say that one of the few phrases he's used since you died is 'bloody hell'. He just keeps looking up from what he's been doing, saying 'bloody hell' and then looking back down again. Ginny claims that he's crying when he does this but I don't want to pry into his life…least not at the moment anyway. It'll wait huh my brother. And what Ginny says I've come to trust anyway. Since you left she's been the only one I've found a chance to confide in. she's actually not that bad when you get to know her, or when you're desperate for someone to talk to.
Ever since Monday when you left us the owls have been flying in. I never realised how many people wanted to pay their respects to you, although it makes sense. You where who you were and that person was great. Though you'll be surprised to find out that even some Slytherens sent their respects to you. You really have become a local legend. I suppose in a weird way it feels kind of okay to be the 'Weasley' again after being one of the twins. But I don't really mean that, while I do. It feels good to be myself again but I miss you so much that I can't be. Everywhere I go I see your face, and its really scaring me. It's good to see you all the time cause it means I'll never forget you but its also hard because every time I see you anywhere I feel like breaking down and crying. You've been beyond the curtain for a full week now and everything I do and see reminds me of you. I feel that I've been ripped in half and my better half has fallen into decay. Rest in peace my darling brother, my other half. I will always love and miss you,
Your brother forever, Fred.
Authors note:
Okay, so I know that didn't sound anything like something Fred would write to anyone but you've got to remember that he has just lost his twin brother and he's going to be in a bit of a state. And I know this is very short but anyway…I'll post another chapter next week if I get reviews, but no reviews means it'll just sit on my computer getting dusty till I get bored and delete it. Don't forget your reviews inspire me not only to write more but to write better too. Thanks darlings. Love and peace, Stargazing Maiden.