A/N: We've come to chapter three! Thanks for the reviews so far. I hope you enjoy!

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Ron blinked twice. "Me help you at the Weasleys Wizarding Wheezes?" he asked. George nodded. Ron couldn't believe that George was asking this of him. It had only been Fred and George who ran the place. They didn't want any of the other Weasleys to run it along with them.

"I would've asked Ginny, but she seems to be more interested in Quidditch than running the joke shop. Besides, Mum wants her to finish Hogwarts," said George.

It ain't fair you died too young

Ron shrugged. "I guess I can do that much," he said. George smiled faintly. "But I'm not as good as you and Fred when it comes to charms," he reminded George, remembering that he did not do too well on his O.W.L.s.

"That's all right," said George halfheartedly. "You can manage the store just fine even if you're not as good as Fred was." Ron could see the bitter look George tries to hide. "Besides, in a couple of years you'd still find what you want to do with your life. While you're clueless you can be with me." It was meant to be a joke, but Ron didn't laugh.

Harry came into the room. "We're going to take a walk around Diagon Alley; Hermione, Ginny and me. You two want to come?" he asked.

"Sure," said Ron. He looked at George. "Come on, George." George didn't move. Ron sighed. "You can't stay copped up here forever. I know it's hard, but we have to go on, don't we? You even asked me to join you at the joke shop. Why'd you ask me that if you don't even want to get out of the house yourself?" He felt sorry for George, but he didn't want his brother giving up everything.

George looked away from Ron. "It was Fred's idea," he said quietly. "He said that it'd be a good idea for you to run the shop if something happens to one or both of us. He said you'd be the only one we could trust. Ginny was a choice, but we figured she wouldn't be serious enough with it."

"Hey George." Fred grabbed his wand. "We've been through a lot building this shop." He sat on the chair and looked up at his twin brother. "But war's getting hotter. I'm not going to sit around here and watch them all fight those Death Eaters off." Fred laughed. "I would want to try killing that prat Snape who blew off your ear," he said.

George smiled. "If you can get to him before I do," he joked back. Fred smiled and played with the Snitch he took from the shelf. "You're looking as if you're meaning what you said about killing Snape," he said uncertainly.

"No greasy git should mess around with my twin," replied Fred. "Hey George, I was thinking," he paused. George dropped the huge box of deliveries on the counter. "If something happens if ever we go to battle, I mean to one of us. Who do you think would run this shop?" he asked.

George raised an eyebrow. "Isn't it too early to think about that?" he asked. Fred shrugged. "Maybe Ginny, she's likes jokes just as much. Percy is out of the question. Bill and Charlie have their own businesses, we can't count on them."

"You're forgetting someone," said Fred.

"Who?" asked George.

"You don't even remember you have a brother named Ronald, do you?" said Fred. George smirked and scratched his head. Ron didn't really come to his mind for a moment. "Ron's kind of a comedian himself. He just has to find that out in him. Ron's really good when it comes to managing things. He's got great talent too. He just didn't have the chance to show us that yet."

"How'd you know then?" asked George.

Fred smiled. "He's my little brother."

Like a story that had just begun

Ginny pointed to a lovely owl. "Look at that," she said. She watched as the owl fluttered inside its cage. "One day I'll be able to save up money to but me things I like." She smiled as she watched the owl try to get the others' attention too.

Hermione watched George from the corner of her eye. His hands dug deep into the pocket of his jeans as he stared up into the clouds. His eyes seem to look beyond the clouds. She knew that George hadn't gotten over the loss of his brother yet. George touched the side of his head where he lost his ear and murmured something Hermione couldn't hear clearly.

Ron looked around. A lot of people were talking excitedly. They walked happily and chattered freely. Finally, people weren't afraid of anything.

"He's gone. Yes him, Voldemort."

"The Dark Lord has been finally defeated. This place is safe again."

"I hear the battle happened at Hogwarts."

"I'm happy that my children who were there didn't get hurt. They managed to evacuate all the kids. Only one died, I hear. He refused to leave the castle."

"All those deaths that happened in Hogwarts must've been worth it. We're finally free."

Ron's heart ached. They wouldn't know what it cost them. It wasn't only Fred's death that haunted his mind; also the deaths of Lupin, Tonks, and Colin. They were people he knew. They were people who he used to laugh with, Fred the most. Ron couldn't forget the image of his brother smiling in his mind.

The death tore the pages all away

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