Dear Fred, Love Y/n

Always

⚠️TW⚠️
'Y/n, I know that your in here.' The voice called out. 'Georgie, what are you doing here?!' You looked up at him and saw him smiling down at you. He ran over and tackled you to the ground kissing your neck over and over. You laughed because his touch tickled you as you tried to roll away from him. When he eventually stopped, you both sat up and he sat behind you with his arms around your waist looking down at the floor where the letter was.

'Has that just got here? I sent that days ago.' You looked and him and nodded softly before looking way again. 'I wrote that when I-...' George stopped talking and everyone looked at him apart from you because you knew what he was about to say. He kissed his temple lightly, and he smiled weakly but you knew that someone would ask.

'When you what?' Neville asked confused. You felt George's posture sink into you and his weight was passed onto you. You were practically holding up at this point because if you moved then he would of fallen over. 'George? You alright?' You asked calmly but he just broke down in tears.

'Y/n I missed you so much...' He croaked out. You help him closer to you and rocked him back and forth so he could hear your heart beat to help calm him down. You knew what he would of said which made you yourself emotional because you also knew that he would of done it. 'Please don't say it Georgie.' You begged of him while holding back your own tears because you knew that if he did say it you wouldn't be able to stop crying.

Seamus, Dean and Neville all sat in silence while you and George both cried. Neville was still confused but knew that it was clearly something bad. He was going to ask again but he didn't want to make you worse. 'I-' George started but you cut him off. 'Georgie please!' He looked at you sadly but smiled weakly. 'I have to y/n... I need to move past it and to do that I need to talk about it.' You started crying again and nodded faintly while using your hands to cover your face.

'When I wrote that letter I- ...I was going to kill myself after I finished it... I didn't want to live without my best friend or my brother.' You looked at him and frowned that he just referred to you as his best friend. The only person that he ever called his best friend was Fred...

'I- I'm your best friend?' You asked n the brink of tears. 'Always y/n.'