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Tw: for all the peeps still killed and stabbed and choked and stepped by Fred's death.

The Wizarding World went quiet, it has been two days. I then heard Fragrance ran full speed through the window, she's still adjusting to her bionic wing. I picked her up as she ruffled up and laid on her stand. I picked the letter she brought and saw it was addressed from the Weasley family. I haven't talked to them since the war. Ginny would drop me letters checking up on me but otherwise I felt terrible. I saw the letter as an invitation to Fred's funeral.

"Fred Weasley"
1978-1998

I didn't want to get up, I didn't want to move, today was the day they were gonna bury him. I walked over to my closet as I opened it, I noticed a sweater that had the letter F on it and pulled it out. I didn't cry, I couldn't cry. All my tears ran out, I grabbed a black simple dress and a black scarf and changed into it.

Sitting down on my bed and shifting my head to the side. My eyes draw to the picture of us messing around in the quidditch field at Hogwarts. I smiled at it as I picked it up and hugged it tight. "Now and Forever." I whispered the words as I laid back into my bed and stared blankly at the ceiling.

" Y/N? , It's time to go to Mr Weasley's funeral..."

"Yes Tinny I know, thank you for reminding me." she nodded as she left the room. I went downstairs and grabbed the flowers I pre ordered for his funeral. I gazed into them the orange petals, similar to the colour of his hair. I carried it in my hands as I apparated to the front of the Graveyard.

I roamed around the yard observing each tombstone. I looked over three names I recognized. " Remus John Lupin, Nymphadora Tonks." I casted a bouquet over each tombstone and smiled. I walked up to a house where they displayed Fred's body as each person said their goodbyes. I couldn't move, I wore my scarf over my head so no one would notice me. Wails of cries would come every now and then from Mrs Weasley, George hasn't smiled one bit, the family will never be the same.

The time came to bury the body as I followed a good distance from behind the group as Harry, George, Bill, Percy, Charlie, Ron and Arthur carried his coffin. I stayed hidden from behind the crowds as streams of tears rolled down my face.

I couldn't say goodbye.

But it doesn't matter he's gone and all I can do is move on.

I stepped back a bit, looking at the sky clear as ever. I looked back at the crowd, a tall figure where an empty space stood now filled, Draco? I moved forward lowering my scarf as I saw his face clearly, I noticed his arm started shaking as his lips quivered. I moved forward and held his hand in support as he was shocked and looked down at me, squeezing my hand tighter.

George went up in front of everyone and started his memorial speech, "I was born exactly three minutes after you. I always figured I'd live three minutes longer after you died, and we'd have lived for exactly the same amount of time. I'd figured those three minutes would be the worst of my life. It's been three days, and I've shown no signs of nearing death. Except for my ear and the fact that half of me is laying in the ground in front of me right now, thanks a lot Fred. If you were here right now I would kill you for making us feel like this. Although if you were here, we all wouldn't feel like this, so this is rather unnecessary to say. Family misses you a lot, I'm pretty sure your wife misses you, I miss you. You were supposed to get married and I was supposed to be your best man, and you'd be mine in my wedding. The joke shop won't be the same anymore. No one could ever make me laugh like you do....." a long pause came to the speech as he looked at his parents and to his left where Fred would usually stand.

"You were more than a twin brother, you were my life. I would never exchange you for anything in the world." he walked over to the tomb stone and placed his hand on it, his thumb caressing it, biting his lip down as he fell to his knees and sobbed. He was pulled back by Bill as they hugged and we all watched his body lower. I couldn't move, my eyes watered as I held Draco's hand tighter.

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