Ok, so I'm writing here after almost three years. I have gotten pretty rusty and did not want to put up a huge story. So enjoy the drabble! And of course, your review matters :)
"Darling, you need to eat!" , his mom called from the other side of the door. He didn't reply. He sat stiffly staring at the cupboard. It had been two months. The war had ended and everyone but him seemed to be happy. What would he not do to have Voldemort alive as long as was Fred was there.
George Weasley looked down. He saw a couple of boxes.
It was a Sunday morning, the whole family was there.
"Why George", said Fred," This has been a boring week indeed."
"I thought you'd never say that", said George winking.
They grinned at each other as they went down. Percy Weasley was about to start his third year at Hogwarts and was always locked up in the room trying to finish studying. Every morning Percy made it a habit to go check the mail. Today, Fred beat him to it. Before anyone arrived, Fred took the days mail from Errol and tied a package with the following address:
Percy Weasley,
The most sincere Hogwarts Student.
When Percy walked in, he opened the package delighted. He handled the package delicately. When it opened however, the package burst and his face was covered in mud. Dirty wet mud.
Ginny sat watching the scene giggling.
Bill walked in looking smart. Little did he know that that wouldn't last long.
"Bill! There's something missing", said George, "Here Try this powder, it's supposed to make you look confident." Fred handed Bill some talcum powder.
When Bill put on the powder, he began sneezing all over. Alas, it was doxy dust. Bill did not stop sneezing for the next twenty minutes.
Ginny laughed again. This time louder.
Fred and George went and sat on either side of her.
"I like it when you make me laugh", she told her brothers.
Fred and George smiled at each other.
Fred turned to George and said, "Let's make a promise to always make people laugh, no matter how sad the world seems."
There were tears in George's eyes. Fred had lived by that principle. They had made people laugh at even the darkest of times.
George wiped the tears of his eyes. It was time. He needed to keep Fred's dreams alive. He was ready to go back into the world again. It was time to move on...