Author's Note: This is my entry for the match maker competition. It is a platonic love between Fred and George. No twincest or anything I just don't roll that way.

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Fred was happy having passed on. He hadn't felt the need to remain on earth as a ghost in order to haunt his loved ones, he knew that they would be happier knowing that he was in a better place but on this day he couldn't help himself.

It was probably a little morbid that he would do the rounds of his various family members on his death day but it wasn't like they knew he was there he just used this opportunity to check up on everyone. It happened to be that this day was when he was closest to being human again; the veil between the two existences was at its thinnest at that time.

He made sure to check in on his parents, they were a little sad and his mother tended to break out in a little sob from time to time but she was doing better than last year. Ron was fighting with Hermione, but that was how he dealt with his grief. Percy was as busy and pompous as ever but Fred saw the moments where he got lost in his thoughts and that sad look crossed his pointed features. Charlie was out fighting dragons, as per usual, and Fred knew his brother was happy. Bill was talking about him to his beautiful baby girl Victorie, Fred felt honoured.

It was George that Fred worried about most on this day. His twin would retreat inside of himself on the anniversary of his death insisting that he be alone. George would spend the whole day talking to Fred, he would tell him all about the life that he had been living and the big events that he had missed. How much they all wished he was here with them and he even told him about the dating problems he was having with Angelina.

Fred would sit beside his brother for hours, invisible to the mortal eye, and just listen to him. He would answer when George paused for breath even though his twin couldn't hear him offering any advice that he thought he could get. It almost broke his heart to see his brother so broken but he knew that it was his own special way of getting through the year.

So he went to the bench and sat down beside George, waiting patiently for him to start this year's update.

"You're late," were the first words out of his mouth.

Fred turned to his brother and gaped in shock looking around for the person he was actually talking to.

"You were supposed to be here an hour ago Freddy, you're always here then. You've kept me waiting." George looked up and right at Fred who stared down at himself in shock. No one ever saw him.

George's eyes were filling with tears as he stared at the seemingly empty bench beside him. He laughed humourlessly and went back to staring at his shoes. "I must look crazy because there is obviously no one here next to me, but I can feel you Freddy. You're my twin I will always know where you are and I know that right now you're sitting next to me, and even though I miss you like I've lost a limb that doesn't excuse you being late. You better not be next year."

Fred felt tears stinging his eyes and rolling down his cheeks for the first time since he had died. "Oh George," he sighed, "I'm sorry I'll never be late again."

George nodded as if he could really hear him and turned his head sideways peering at the spot where Fred's spirit dwelled. "Well we'd better start then, since we have less time than usual. Mam's been doing okay but she still calls me Fred sometimes, and Percy is as up tight as usual I swear…"

Fred smiled as his brother began to complain about the humdrum normalcy of his life and he couldn't help the odd feeling of bittersweet happiness that rose up inside him. He really missed life.

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