A/N: This is the last chapter. I hope you've enjoyed it. Thanks for all the support that you've given for the story.

I hope to see you at my other stories as well.

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Sunny days seem to hurt the most

"Slow down, Rose," said George as he pulled his goddaughter, Rose Weasley, Ron's daughter. Rose laughed as George tickled her. "Don't you dare run away from me like that!" he said jokingly and tickled her even more.

Ron smiled. "You're going to kill her if you continue on like that," he said, emerging from the kitchen. George let go of Rose who ran to her father, still laughing. "It's nice of you to drop by before going. Hermione is getting Hugo ready. We'll be with you soon. Why don't you go ahead?" said Ron.

George nodded. "All right, don't forget the streamers," he reminded Ron and Apparated away to Fred's grave. Nine years had passed since the death. "Hey Fred," said George as he lowered a bouquet of flowers in front of his grave. "They're all coming to celebrate our birthday today. I hope I'd be the first one to greet you. Happy birthday, Fred."

"You're here already?" George spun and saw Mrs. Weasley walking towards him. "I thought you weren't coming until noon." She readied the tables and chairs using magic. "Angelina is coming with her daughter." George didn't seem too happy after his mother mentioned that. Angelina finally married another man and they had a child, Fredonia, named after Fred. Her husband surprisingly agreed to this. "Don't look so bitter, George," said Mrs. Weasley.

The people began coming. They greeted George a happy birthday and whispered one to Fred as well. Mr. Weasley appeared not too long after George did. Harry was there, along with Ginny. They were already married with three children; James, Albus, and Lily. Percy was also there with Penelope and their daughter Amelia and son Kirk. Bill and Fleur attended, tagging Victorie along with them. Teddy and his grandmother came as well. Charlie was late, but he joined the celebration later in the afternoon.

People laughed and talked about the twins, remembering how they were when they were younger. George has seemed to have gone past the frowning stage. He reverted back to his normal self, making jokes about everything and anything he could hear. The crowd enjoyed his jokes and tries to think how Fred would've commented about it.

I wear the pain like a heavy coat

After eating, Harry looked at Ron. "Why not we play a little mini Quidditch game right here?" he suggested. "The kids will surely enjoy a mini-match. It's a party, let's loosen up a bit," he said, grinning at the rest of the gang.

"All right," said Ron. "But I'm not going to bet my money on this." Hermione glared at him. Ron was caught dead betting at other games. "I'll explain later," Ron murmured.

George smiled and shook his head. "I have a better idea. Why not let the kids judge who can do better tricks on the broom?" he said. Everyone found the idea amusing and agreed to it. Soon, all of them were clapping and laughing along as Harry, George, Ginny, and Ron did amazing tricks.

Ginny won. She was simply the audience's favorite. George lost to her by an inch. Harry came next and poor Ron didn't impress the crowd too much, but Rose turned out to be evidently proud of his father and his exhibitions.

As the day came to an end, one by one they went home. "I'll say here for a bit," George told his mother who asked him to come home. Mrs. Weasley looked at him for a moment, then nodded. George looked at his twin brother's grave and smiled. "Look at them all now, Fred. Even our little Ginny's gotten married with three little kiddos. Thirty one and I haven't got a girl, can you believe that?" asked George, still smiling as he said it. George closed his eyes.

The only thing that gives me hope

"Hey George, let's make a little wager," said thirteen-year-old Fred. "Let's bet a hundred Galleons which of us would be the first one to get married." George looked at him, stunned. Fred laughed. "Come off it, you can't be that afraid of women!"

"I am," replied George. "Don't make fun of me, as if you weren't before. Besides, making that bet doesn't make any sense. We'd probably even forget it before we graduate from Hogwarts," he said in an as-a-matter-of-fact voice.

Fred frowned. "Don't be a kill joy. You know it's a good bet." He winked at George. "Besides, you would be my best man if I got wed."

George rolled his eyes. "And I bet you'd want Angelina to be the one wearing white and walking down the aisle towards you as she smiles because she thinks she's going to have a very nice life being with you." Fred nodded eagerly. "Oh, fools do dream," he said, practically laughing himself.

"So we make the bet then?" said Fred. George nodded.

George opened his eyes. He looked at his watch and then back at Fred's grave. "I bet if I get wed you wouldn't be able to pay me that money you owe." He found himself smiling from ear to ear. "And it looks like this wouldn't be a very hard competition too." A breeze blew past him, as if giving his arm a playful punch. Fred would've done that. "I miss you a lot."

"I miss you too." It was a voice in George's head. It didn't matter if it was simply a voice or not. George knew that Fred would say that anyway. George took one last look at his brother's grave, then Apparated away, back to the life he had to live until the end of his own life.

Is I know I'll see you again someday

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A/N This is the last chapter. Thanks for all the reviews!