Summary: Fred is gone, and now George has to move on. This is a bunch of one-shots about George remembering his fallen brother throughout the rest of his life.

A/N: This is my idea of what happened to George after Fred Died. I know everyone is doing this, but I have to. I feel obligated with the Twins being two of my favorite characters.

Disclaimer: Harry Potter and all characters and plotlines from it belong to JKR. Anything she doesn't own is mine.

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Chapter 2: The Memorial

It was a beautiful funeral. It had been Harry's idea to make a graveyard at Hogwarts, forming it around Dumbledore's grave. It would be a memorial to the people who had died defending not only the school, but also the entire wizarding community. George wasn't sure who's idea it was to bury Fred at Dumbledore's feet, but it was an honor.

He watched as the memorial service began. Snape was buried to Dumbledore's right. Harry gave a small speech for him, reminding everyone that Snape had, in fact, been working against Voldemort. Lupin and Tonks were buried to Dumbledore's left, and again Harry gave his speech, but with the help of Ron and Hermione. A small plaque was then set up for Moody, and many Aurors said good things about him.

Finally, it was Fred's turn.

It was amazing how many people were crying for Fred. Even Professor McGonagall was furiously wiping tears away as George took the podium. It hadn't been a question who would give the main speech about Fred. He had written the speech the night before, and memorized most of it. It wasn't very proper or grammatically correct in points, but it was just from George's heart, and he knew that was good enough for Fred.

George swallowed, hard, and looked down at his twin's face before looking back at the massive crowd of people that sat in front of him:

"This...is my twin brother, Fred Weasley. Most of you know him from Hogwarts. He and I were thought of as troublemakers and delinquents, and I'm afraid we'd have to agree with you on that. But there was more to Fred than a prankster who spent all his free time in detention or making Extendable Ears... He was also an inventor, an amazing beater, a decent student...when it came to grades anyway... and he was a near perfect friend, son, and sibling. Still, what I believe Fred was best at was being a twin, being my better half...and sometimes my worse half. None of you would know that in much detail of course, but I do. Fred was also a very caring guy. His family and friends meant everything to him. Before he died, when our brother Percy came back to us after years of 'disowning his family', Fred was the first to forgive him…and of course, we all followed suit.

"Fred would not want to be remembered for dying in the epic battle with...Voldemort...but for being who he was. Our joke shop was our dream, my dream and his. He'd want to be remembered for the products that help you skip classes, or maybe scare your baby sister. Fred would want to be remembered as the one who set off all those fireworks two years ago when we left Hogwarts. He'd want to be remembered as the kid who grew a beard from trying to cheat his way into the Triwizard Tournament...

"What I'm really trying to say with all of this, is that it's okay to cry at first. If Fred was standing here, and I was there...I'm sure he'd say the same.

"But after all the tears dry tonight, he'd want you to laugh every time you think of him. He'd like to know that in a time of such tragedy and loss... He was the one to make you smile.

"This is my twin brother, Fred Weasley..."

He looked down at his brother, reached into his pocket, and then threw a handful of what looked like sparks into the air. As he stepped down off the podium, the sparks exploded into giant letters that spelled out:

FRED WEASLEY

Your Smile Will Live On Forever

And in much smaller letters…

(Spelling sparks on sale at Weasley's Wizard Wheezes, located in Diagon Alley)

George took a seat next to Percy as the sparks died away and Mrs. Creevey took the podium. He turned to his brother and shrugged, "Fred also wouldn't pass up ANY chance to advertise." Neither could bring themselves to laugh, but they both smiled for the first time since Fred's death.