Disclaimer: Harry Potter is not mine, JK Rowling's.
~George~
I didn't notice anything different about this mirror at first, until my own reflection waved back at me and I realized that it wasn't me looking back, but my own twin. I should have caught on by the fact that he had an ear more than I do. He has that same smile that never left his face, even after he was gone. He's laughing with me from the other side of the mirror in one my hand-knitted sweaters mum always made us for Christmas. No one ever caught on that we had switched them. Merlin, I miss you Fred.