Hey guys, this was an idea I had that was actually really sad to write, but I hope you like it anyway :)

Dear Fred,

It's the third of May. Where are you? I'm trying to celebrate, but I can't. Not without you. I miss you… yesterday, when we all thought Harry was dead, and he wasn't, I turned around to tell you, but you weren't there. When Voldermort was defeated once and for all, I cheered and went to hug you, but you weren't there.

I'm so confused. I don't know if I should be happy or sad. Mum's sad, so is Dad, and everyone else, but they've all put on a smile and tried to stay happy.

Mum killed Bellatrix because she tried to hurt Ginny, but I she did it for all of us. I think for you mostly, because she knows she can protect us but not you because you're already gone.

Everyone tells me that it's going to take time for me to move on but to be honest; I don't think time can help something like this. I miss being 'Fred and George,' just being 'George' doesn't sound right and it never will.

I can't believe you're gone. I miss you, you were my twin, and no one else knows what this feels like.

I'll try to be happy; to celebrate the end of the war with everyone else because I know that's what you'd want. But it won't change the fact that I miss you, I really, really miss you. And I love you and I think I'm going to start saying that more to Ron and Ginny and Percy, Charlie and Bill, because I don't say it enough and I really do mean it. Till next time…

Your twin,
George

I hope you liked it, tell me if you'd like to read more and I'll continue writing as his life goes on,
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