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The Losses of the Battle
George stumbled into the Great Hall with one thought fixed in his mind. Find Fred. He had a bad feeling right before the wall had exploded and he needed to see if his family were alright. As he walked around, he gazed in horror at the injured and the dead all around him. Then he spotted Remus Lupin and Tonks lying on the ground next to each other, and he felt like he was going to explode. The last of the marauders, dead along with his wife.
"And they had a newborn son…", George murmured miserably thinking of the boy never knowing his parents. But he wasn't going to cry, he had to stay strong, plus Fred would call him a prat… He walked on but before he could get anywhere, he saw a group of gingers all crying over a body on the floor. His family. George started running to them. As he was running he caught sight of who was there. Ron and Fred were missing. No wait, Ron was just coming into the hall, so that must mean…
"NO!", he shouted in anguish as he saw Fred lying on the ground, the beginnings of a smile on his twin's face. His mother, sobbing, tried to come and hug him but he ignored her. "No…", this time it was just a whisper. His body started trembling violently as his knees gave out and he kneeled at Fred's head. He couldn't be dead, he just couldn't…
George sat at a table in the great hall staring at nothing. He hadn't even cried yet, he was just shaking. He was thinking about all the things he and Fred had planed for the future…There was so much they hadn't done yet, so much life Fred had to live and now he couldn't. It was too late. Yes, they had won the war but it sure as hell didn't feel like it. He was angry too. Angry that Harry had got to come back but Fred didn't. Then he cursed himself, he shouldn't be angry, Harry had swung it, for all of them. It wasn't something Fred would've done… Then the realization hit him, Fred was dead, he was never coming back, and George would never see him again. He could feel stinging tears well up in his eyes and stream down his face. He just sat there holding his and Fred's wands crying silently, until Percy came up to him. He turned to Percy, his eyes red and puffy from crying and saw Percy looked the same.
"George I…", Percy trailed off not exactly knowing what to say then he started again, "George I just wanted to let you know that you and F-Fred were some of the brightest and most amazing people I know and, well I'm extremely proud to say I'm your brother.", Percy finished as his eyes were tearing up again. That sentence set George off.
Tears were coursing down his face again and he choked out, "W-we never meant the things w-we said. Y-you know, about d-disowning you.", choked George through his tears, "You never stopped being ou-our-my brother."
Percy put his arm around him and said softly, "I know, I miss him too."