Aftermath

by Allicat9

But the past is just the same-and War's a bloody game...Have you forgotten yet?...Look down, and swear by the slain of the War that you'll never forget. The fallen fifty of the Battle of Hogwarts finally have their stories told. PLEASE REVIEW!

49. Fred Weasely

Fred Gideon Weasely

Roxanne Weasely studies the name on the memorial hard, squinting her eyes and tilting her head, as though the name would suddenly jump off the shiny gold metal and become a living, breathing person in front of her. It didn't, of course.

She thinks that she should feel something. She thinks she should know the man behind the name. She thinks she should want to know him. But she doesn't feel and she doesn't know and she doesn't want. She thinks that might mean she's a bad daughter.

Because what kind of daughter doesn't care about her father's twin brother. What kind of niece doesn't love her own uncle, isn't sad that he's dead, isn't proud that he died to defend her future? A bad one, she thinks.

Fred Gideon Weasely, those are just words to her. Fred Weasely's long gone. He's just a name on a plaque at her school. Nothing more. Fred Gideon Weasely is not alive to her. Roxanne thinks, with a little pit in her stomach, that maybe, he never will be.