✎ᝰ 𝐀 𝐋𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐨 𝐘𝐨𝐮 ϟ ◛
𝕯ear Fred,
It's my first time writing a letter, and I don't know how to start writing it. I dont know how to put all of my thoughts into paper, or how to express my feelings. But I'll try, just for you.
It's been already four years since that fateful day when you left us. Four years, yet, the pain of losing you still feels fresh, as if it happened only yesterday.
Back then, we were right in the middle of a battle against the evil that would have finally set us all free. When we crossed the threshold of Hogwarts for the last time after we had left, ready to fight, we were aware that we could have died while trying.
For a moment, I was scared. A battle is always a battle, and there is no guarantee that you might survive. I wasn't sure that we had made the right choice.
Yet, little did I know, the reason I was scared, it was because I was not ready to lose you all along. And I lost you. You were the only one among us Weasleys, Freddie, that flew far away, and this time, not on your broom. And I know that no spell will ever bring you back.
Not a day goes by that I don't think about you and wish you were here with us. I can't seem to get over the day when I saw your eyes lose all of their light. All my life and memories with you were flashing before me. I fell on my knees as soon as I saw your lifeless body laying on the cold and dirty floor.
So much has changed since you've been gone. We've had to rebuild our lives and our dreams without you by our side. As you can imagine, it hasn't been easy, Fred. You always said that you were too “irresistible to be forgotten”. And you were right. Your absence has left a void that can never be filled. A memory that can never be forgotten. But we've tried our best to carry on, to honor your memory in everything we do. We just keep on pretending to be strong.
I want you to know that your spirit lives on in my heart, and in Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes. I worked tirelessly to keep the shop thriving with Ron, just as you and I used to dream of doing together. But without you, it’s not the same. Sometimes, when I'm there, I can almost hear your laughter echoing through the halls. It's bittersweet, knowing that we built this together and that you should be here enjoying our success with us.
No matter how funny the situation might be, at home no one laughs anymore. We don’t exactly know why, but we just feel like being happy and laughing without you is just too much to handle. Everyone feels guilty at the thought of letting go of a laugh, or a giggle. Even slightly lifting the edges of our lips up in a faint attempt to smile is considered a sin. It's just too hard.
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𝐀 𝐋𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐨 𝐘𝐨𝐮
Short Story❝Back then I hadn't really thought about it, but thinking about that now, that was the future I wanted with you. Growing old together. That was all I was asking for.❞ A letter that George writes to his twin Fred right 4 years after his death but wil...