If you can take a look back on your life as it has been up till now you could say it was fine even in the middle of a war you had managed to find the light,the one sparkling back in your children's eyes. But you reckon things haven't been normal since it happened,you need to be the man you're and keep everybody afloat,when you yourself can barely stand George's silence,Percy's guilt and Harry's,who has been a son to you since the day you met him,the quiet of usually chatty Fleur,or the calm fumbling around the kitchen to cook a meal barely anybody's gonna eat,and the anger of the boys,and Ginny's mood swings when none of them should be going through this. Smile. How's it you seem to be the only one to remember?You need to celebrate Fred's life,not death. He's not a body in a coffin,he's the ghostly smile he left behind himself and you refuse to forget that smile,because that's what has you waking up everyday and helping Molly,and standing the absence of a piece of your heart. Your son is a hero,not because he died in a war,but because he left people one reason more to smile,to have fun,to go through life in a peaceful way. You saw him that night,before the battle broke out,he smiled at you and went with one of his jokes,then left and next time you saw him,he was no more. Except for the fact that he's,and you feel sorry that only the people who met him will remember that he's not gone,that people who bring such happiness into your life can't die. It's something that tears you apart,to know there's something which feels so close and yet is far out of your reach. To know he left without any pain,is a legacy to how much pain didn't seem to change his sunny temper,but you know too he was a responsible boy,always looking out for his family,but treating everybody equally. To him the age of mind and heart mattered more than body's. A reason for which he had always been self confident,but encouraged the others and trusted in his siblings judgement and will. You realize only now that he might have taught you more than you did. But then again nobody teaches us to be parents,we have to learn day by day,making mistakes,following several paths,and if he grew up to be the wonderful man he was then it means that you made a good job,and you feel proud,because if you managed to teach him from how to behave down to the simplest thing you could think about,it's because he taught you how to live,to think about pain and keep your mind intact,to remember that smile forever. Soon you're confident you'll find a way to help your other six kids,your Molly,the woman you love the most in this world. It gives you a smile when the shouting matches stop all together,when conversations break out at supper again,when the shop Fred had wished for the most in the world,is reopened,and kids fill it again,with their joyful laughters. When nobody feels guilty to be alive anymore,because they all know Fred had always wished for otherwise. You know there can still be smile beyond the ghost of a smile,and life beyond life itself.