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Teil 47 (george)

A/N: So this is my first english oneshot and my english is probably really bad. please don't blame me for that but i taught that this oneshot would sound way better in english.
Prepare the tissues.

Pov George

He is gone.

Dead.

Fred just lies there. Without a pulse or something.

He is just gone.

And it hurts. It hurts so fucking much, to know that i just lost my better half.

I feel kinda empty. I'm not even sad. I just feel lonely.

I mean, i could not even say goodbye.

I walked in the great hall and when i saw my family sobbing i knew something was wrong. So i walked over to them. Then i saw Fred. Laying there. Dead. His skin was pale and on his forhead was a little bit blood.

I broke down.

Then Ron came. I hugged him. I mean, I'm his older brother. I'm supposed to be there. This was a hour ago.

Now I'm outside the castle.

"Harry Potter is dead", Voldemort says.

In this moment I'm getting so angry. Fred died as a 19 year old innocent boy. Harry died as a 17 year old innocent. Tonks and Lupin died. Yeah, there were older. But they still have/had a son. Teddy is a month old. And now his parents are dead. Just because of a insane wizard.

No words can describe how much i hate him. Voldemort.

I hear Ginny's scream and it hurts. Of course, she's my little sister. Harry was like a brother too. Today, i lost two brothers. As if one wasn't enough.

Suddenly, Harry jumps out of Hagrids arms. He's alive.

In this moment, i know we will win this. We will win this war. Harry will win.

*

Fred's is now 2 weeks gone. Evereyone is doing not so good. But, Ginny has her girlfriend. Mom has Dad and Dad Mom. Bill has Fleur and Charlie his dragons. Percy has his boyfriend and Ron Hermione.

I have no one. Well, that's not really right. In the last few days i kinda opened up too Harry. He's a really good listener and in the moment he's the only one i want to talk too. Harry doesn't have this pity in his eyes, everytime he talks to me. Evereyone else have this pity-look.

Today, is a quite awful day. It's Freds funeral. When I'm honest, i don't really want to go there. All people will just look at me with this pity-look wich i hate so much.

But in the other hand, it's the funeral of my twin brother. I'm expected to be there. So i will go to them. I will hold my speech and I will tell that people that i don't need there pity-looks.

*

"The next one who will give Fred Weasley his last honour is his twin brother George Weasley. Would you come up here, please?", the priest says.

I stand up an walk to the priest. I grab the microphone and then i speak:

"This is for you, Freddie:
When we were young
We were the ones the kings and queens, oh yeah
we ruled the world
We smoked cigarettes, man no regrets
wish I could re live every single word

We've taken different paths and travelled different roads
I know we'll always end up on the same one when we're old
And when we're in the trenches and you're under fire I will cover you

If I was dying on my knees
You would be the one to rescue me
And if you were drowned at sea
I'd give you my lungs so you could breathe

I've got you brother

Oh brother we go deeper than the ink beneath the skin of our tattoos
No we don't share the same blood,
You're my brother and I love you that's the truth
We're living different lives,, heaven only knows
If we'll make it back with all our fingers and our toes
Five years, twenty years come back, we'll always be the same

If I was dying on my knees
You would be the one to rescue me
And if you were drowned at sea
I'd give you my lungs so you could breathe

I've got you brother

And if we hit on troubled water
I'll be the one to keep you warm and safe
And we'll be carrying each other
Until we say goodbye on our dying day

Because I've got you brother

If I was dying on my knees
You would be the one to rescue me
And if you were drowned at sea
I'd give you my lungs so you could breathe

 I've got you brother."

I take again a deep breath and finish my speech:

"I hope you're doing good up there, Freddie. I love you so much and it's really hard that i could not say goodbye. I also hope you have fun up there with Prongs, Padfoot and Moony. I'm sure Lily is taking care of you. Whatever.
Misschief Managed"

I walk back to my seat next to Harry. He hugs me and says:
"My mom will take care of Fred the same way yours did it for me. Prongs and Padfoot will show him the pranks, they used to do. And Moony will explain Muggel stuff to him. He's in good hands."

I hug him tighter and whisper: "Thank you."

I'm glad to have Harry. He knows how to deal with death and the loss of loved ones. Harry survived it much more times as he should have.

"Does the pain ever goes away?", i ask him. I'm corious if the pain will be gone one day.

"Not really", he replies, "The pain doesn't go away. Never. But you learn how to deal with. And maybe one day it hurts lesser."

Whoop, whoop, mein erster englischer Oneshot. Ich hoffe mein Englisch war nicht all zu scheiße (hab mich bemüht richtiges und einfach zu verstehendes zu nehmen). Er ist scheiße traurig, i know. Zudem habe ich -wie man wahrscheinlich bemerkt hat- mich hierfür an dem Lied 'Brother -Kodaline' insperiert. Ich liebe dieses Lied und als ich es letztens gehörrt habe, ist mir die Idee hierfür gekommen. Ich hoffe sehr der Oneshot hat euch gefallen, auch wenn er englisch ist.

Habt einen wunderschönen Tag, Morgen, whatever

Fühlr euch gedrückt :)

xx Livia