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You stared through the ruins of Hogwarts. The war was over... but you weren't really happy. To much people died. People you loved and cared about. All you could think about was your boyfriend George. You hadn't seen him since Fred died. Then your paths separated and you went off to find the snake.

You sighed and walked towards the great hall where everyone was. Everyone was chatting, laughing and happy. But all you could think about it George. You saw Molly and Arthur with Ginny, Harry, Ron and Hermione.

'Hello sweety. I'm so happy that you're alright.' Molly smiled while walking towards you and giving you a hug.

'Where's George?' You just asked.

She let you go and looked at you.

'I need to see him... please.'

Molly pointed at the back of the great hall. You thanked her and slowly walked towards him. George was sitting next to Fred's body. He wasn't crying or anything... just staring at his twin brother.

'George...'

He looked back and immediately got up. He pulled you against him.

'Thank God you're alive.' George said.

You hugged him back.

'Of course I am... I can't tell you how happy I am to see you right now.'

You stepped back a bit. You saw the tears in his eyes. You placed your hands on his cheeks and wiped a tear away that escaped from his eye.

'You shouldn't do this to yourself... you should go to your family. I managed to do it as well...'

Your parents died during the war. They were fighting death eaters and snatchers when Lucius Malfoy killed them... both of them.

'I can't... I can't let him go.' George chocked before more tears rolled down his cheek.

You wiped them away and moved your thumb past his lips before kissing him. He kissed you back and held you as if he was going to loose you. You pulled back and grabbed his hand. You sat down with him and looked at Fred. Now tears came up in your eyes as well.

You had been friends with Fred and George since your first year. They were your best friends... you lost your best friend. George looked at you. You stroke some hair away from his forehead and one of your tears fell to the floor.

George pulled you against him as both of you started crying. You laid your head on his shoulder and he stroke your hair. The others looked at the two of you. Ron, Ginny, Molly and Arthur walked towards the two of you. You held George hand tightly and wiped some tears from your face with your other hand.

'Maybe we should go home... this isn't good.'

George wiped his tears away and shook his head. He grabbed one of Fred's cold hands and wished that he was just sleeping... but he knew he wasn't.

'I c-can't leave h-him here.' George cried.

'We're not leaving him... we're making sure he gets a good funeral.' Arthur said.

The others tried to avoid looking at the body. It was to painful for them. You tried to calm down and sat up a bit. You looked at George and he couldn't stop looking at his twin.

'Come on George... maybe we should go home.' You spoke softly.

George looked at you and he shook his head.

'I c-can't-'

'I know you can't let him go... but it's time to go.'

He placed his head on your shoulder.

'I d-don't want to.' He sobbed.

You placed your hand in his red hair. It hurt Molly to see her son like this. She held back her tear while looking at the two of you.

'Come on kids.' Arthur spoke while taking Ron and Ginny with him.

You tried to comfort George while he just cried there. You moved your hand from his hair to his back and stroke small circles past it. He sat up and looked at Fred one more time. He sighed and got up. He looked at his almost crying mother and gave her a hug.

You got up and looked at Fred for another moment. George placed his hands on your shoulders. You turned around and dug your face in his chest. He wrapped his arms around you. You looked up and pressed your lips against his. He kissed you back shortly. You turned back and George rested his head on your head.

'It's been a hell of a time... hasn't it?' George sighed to Fred. 'I'll miss you...'

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You sat on the couch of your house. George came down the stairs. He just put your 2 year old son in bed. He looked a lot like George and his name was Fred... Fred Weasley.

You married George about 2 years ago. Your name was now: Y/N Weasley. You both managed to get over the death of Fred, although you both sometimes still missed him.

'Hi honey.' You smiled while George sat down besides you.

'Hi.' He smiled and he kissed you.

George put up the babyphone and he turned it on. You grabbed the news paper from the table and started reading it while George just read a book.

After a few moments you heard something through the babyphone.

'You are adorable.' You heard a voice say. You recognized it...

George looked up in confusion and Fred started crying.

'No no... don't cry! I'm family. Ssssstttt.' You heard.

'No...' George said before getting up and running upstairs.

'GEORGE!' You yelled at him before following him.

He opened the door of the baby room and stood there frozen.

'George?' You spoke while carefully approaching the room. 'George... who's there? Please answer me..' you spoke slightly scared.

You walked into the room and let out a small scream. You cover your mouth and stared at it...

'F-Fred?' You asked.

Fred was standing there...a glow of wire around him.

'That's my name.' He grinned.

You slowly walked towards him and reached out to his face, but your hand went straight through him.

'No... You're not real...'

'It's what you call real... are ghosts real?'

'You're a... You're a ghost?'

He nodded and looked at you're crying son. You walked towards him and picked him up. You tried to calm him down while walking towards George.

'George... honey, are you okay?'

You placed a hand on his shoulder and he flinched. He looked at you and then back at Fred.

'No... You're not Real... this is a dream, isn't it? I can just wake up...'

'George... he's semi real... he's a ghost.'

George looked back and walked towards him. He moved his hand towards Fred's hand but went straight through him.

'Hi George. You're looking great... but a bit pale.'

'W-What are you doing here? You've been dead for over 3 years already. You're bloody late!' George said.

'Well... Hogwarts started to bore me... thought I check up in my brother... what's his name?'

George looked at him.

'Who's name?'

'Your son's you idiot.' He laughed.

'Oh... well it's kind of funny actually...'

'Fred... Fred Weasley.' You interrupted George.

'How cute... you named him after me.' He smiled proudly.

It was quiet for a moment.

'Hé George, I bet I still look better then you do.' Fred grinned.

'Shut up you don't.' George laughed.

'Hell yes I do.'

'No way!'

George and Fred just stood there smiling at each other for a moment. Then George his smile slowly disappeared.

'I miss you...' He then spoke softly.

'I miss you too...'

You looked at the two. Just standing there... looking at each other. You walked towards George and placed your hand on his shoulder. George looked at you.

'I can stay around if you like.' He smiled. 'Like a part of the family.'

George looked at you. You smiled and nodded.

'You can stay around.' You smiled. 'If you're quiet at night.'

'Don't worry... I won't play with the lights.' He grinned. 'That's what ghosts do... right?' He asked.

You laughed and nodded slightly...