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Inside the Burrow, everyone sauntered around the house minding his or her own business. Everyone was mourning the loss of Fred, Lupin and Tonks, but no one was affected like George. Every time a Weasley, Harry or Hermione walked up the stairs, they would hear sobs echoing from George's old bedroom. Fred would be layed to rest on the 5th of May 1998. Lupin and Tonks the day after.
The 5th had finally come. Everyone at the Burrow's kitchen table was dressed in their dress robes. No one spoke. Mrs. Weasley handed everyone a heaping plate of Fred's favourites; bacon, sausages, scrambled eggs, toast and pumpkin juice. At eleven sharp, Mr. Weasley, Mrs. Weasley, Bill, Fleur, Charlie, Percy, Ron, Ginny, Harry, Hermione and George made their way to the field just beyond the little stonewall where gnomes used to fly over. It was to be a small event, family and close friends of Fred.
A small wizard lead in burial. George was in years for the entire ceremony, Mrs. Weasley was sobbing on her husband's shoulder, and Ginny had tears streaming down her eyes with her head on Harry's shoulder. When Fred's casket was lowered into the ground, some Weasleys' Wildfire Whiz-bangs, spelling out Fred.
Fred Fabian Weasley
Born April 1st 1978 – May 2nd 1998
'Just going to make it up as we go along, are we? My favourite kind'
The day continued on with close family friends coming to pay their respect to the Weasleys'. Angelina, Fred's old girlfriend, stayed by George's side all night. After everyone had left, they both took a walk near the hill surrounding the Burrow.
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