George and Draco sat on the sofa in the flat staring at the covered painting in front of them. It had been a long time coming, and both of them were uncontrollably nervous.

It was just over a year since Draco began working in the shop. A lot had changed since then. Their relationship stayed secret for all of two weeks before Ron walked in on them in a very precarious position and therefore the rest of the Weasley family knew within five minutes. It had been hard at first. The Weasleys flocked to George's defence, all with the premise that Draco was using George as a replacement for Fred. Draco tried to stay strong, but with certain family members, Ron especially, he would slip into his old snarky ways. Draco cried a lot around that time. George reassured him that as long as they knew in their hearts what they felt for each other, nothing else mattered.

Eventually, the family began to realise that it was not just a rebound or a way to replace Fred. One by one, they could see how much George and Draco loved each other. And after that, everything was alright.

Of course they both had moments where the war would get to them. George still missed his twin irrevocably and Draco still had moments where he guilt for all the things he did ate him up. But they had one another. And that was more than they could ask for.

Draco remained working at the shop as the potions master, making new products and updating old ones. He helped George run the shop as well. Draco was undeniably better at it than Ron but it worked out for Ron as well. He went to auror training with Harry. It all seemed to work out for the best.

Both George and Draco were happier than they ever thought they would be at this point after the war. They practically lived together at George's flat and were extremely comfortable together. They gave each other life that they never thought they would possess after the tragedy they had both dealt with.

The only thing that still niggled on their minds was Fred and what he would think. It was never enough to create a big problem, but it sometimes came up. They both felt equally guilty and it would emerge every once in awhile.

And that's what they were trying to solve now.

"Do you think this is a good idea?" Draco asked, biting his lip.

George squeezed Draco's hand and smiled softly, "It's the only way we can get past it. Plus, it's about time he had his portrait right? I mean, Harry has one already for Merlin's sake!"

"Potter will have a bloody chocolate frog card soon."

"Will you ever get on?" George laughed.

Draco shrugged with a smirk, "We're civil."

They both laughed for a moment before looking at each other and sighing.

"Should we do this?" Draco asked.

"Yeah, let's do it."

George pulled the sheet off the portrait and they were both greeted by the sight of a grinning Fred. When the ministry said they wanted to commission a portrait of Fred, George immediately jumped at the chance to have the portrait in Weasley Wizard Wheezes. Of course they both knew the portrait wasn't actually Fred. Portraits were an imitation of that person and whatever the person in that portrait said and did were only impressions of that original person. But it was the closest they would get to knowing what Fred thought.

Fred continued to grin at them, though they both knew that their faces showed how nervous they were.

"Well hello lovebirds," Portrait Fred said, his smile never faltering.

George couldn't help but grin also, "Hey Freddie. I missed you."

"Missed you too, Georgie."

They fell into silence for a moment and George could feel how tense Draco. He clutched George's hand as if he never wanted to let go.

"So…" Fred spoke first, "A lot has happened here."

"Yeah…" George tried to find the voice to explain, "Um, yeah."

"This must be weird for you," Draco very suddenly said.

"Yeah… I mean it is weird. But… you two make each other happy. And that's what's important to me," Fred's expression was comforting and the couple began to relax, "I'm not there for either of you anymore I know that. And no matter what way, it makes me happy to see you being there for each other," Draco and George were shocked and Fred just laughed at them, "Plus, I think you're a lot better suited. No offense Draco, but you drove me crazy towards the end. But… I guess that's because I let you."

"Thanks, Fred," Draco said with a breathless laugh.

"You know what I mean."

"Yeah I do."

George suddenly threw his arm around Draco's shoulder, pulling the smaller boy closer. Draco blushed for a moment but Fred seemed unphased and Draco finally relaxed.

"Please just don't hang me in your bedroom, that's all I'm gonna ask," Fred said, wrinkling his nose.

Draco's eyes widened but George just burst into laughter. Draco glared at George before whacking him across the shoulder. The two brothers just descended into laughter.

"Don't worry, I'll hang you in Harry and Ginny's bedroom instead," George said, his eyes shining with mischief.

Fred began to make gagging noises and the twins were soon joking around like everything was normal. George held Draco close, and Draco just listened to the twins. He looked between them but his eyes kept finding George. He smiled, feeling as if he had fallen in love with George all over again.

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So you know what that means, Secrets is done! Finally! Thank you to everyone who has reviewed and said so positive things, I'm glad you liked it and please review this last, very short epilogue! I would love to hear if you like the ending. If you want to read anything else I have written, my story In the Flesh is in progress and I should hopefully be posting the next chapter in a few days! Thanks again everyone!