One Less Weasley

Takes place on the one year anniversary of the battle of hogwarts. The Weasley's + Harry and Hermione are still trying to get over the loss of Fred weasley. A son, a brother, a friend, a fellow ginger. On the anniversary, everyone is writing letters to Fred, thinking Fred would never read them, but maybe, just maybe, Fred might have something to say back to his loved ones.


3. Three

Dear Fred; 


        Mum made her special pancakes today. I know how much you loved them. I could hardly finish one. How pathetic is that? I can't eat as much as I used to. I'm too busy thinking of you to do so. How I wish I could be the victim of another Fred and George prank. I've tried to persuade George into prankish me. It's no use though. He says he can't prank without you. And I really truly believe him. You two were always side by side, and did everything together. I wouldn't be surprised if he never pranks again. I know I never told you this enough, but I love you Fred. Please come back, you can call me Ikkle Ronnie Kins whenever you want. 


                                        - Ron


        Ron decided that he too should write a letter to his lost brother. Fred and George used to calm him Ikkle Ronnie Kins, and Ron hated it more than anything. But at this moment he wished he could be called Ikkle Ronnie Kins one last time. He's even tried to persuade George into calling him it. But he refused and said 'it wouldn't feel right'. Nothing seemed to feel right without Fred. Even though there were more people in the house, because Bill, Charlie and Percy all returned home to be with their family during this rough time. It still felt empty. 


        As Ron sat on the edge of his bed in his room, with tears slowly streaming down his cheeks, his stomach growled. Ron knew he wasn't hungry, it was just something that constantly happened, telling him that he needs to ear something. 


        Ron always looked up to his older brothers especially Fred an George. They weren't prefect or head boy, or anything like that. They were just Fred and George, the pranksters. Ron admired that about them, because they never once tried to outshine one of the eldest. They stuck to their pranking, because that's what they were good at. Ron admired them because of their humour, and it devastated him that he'd probably never hear that humour again. That's why Ron liked helping George in the joke shop, because he got to get a closer look at all the products that Fred and George created together. 


        *cough, cough* 


        Ron heard someone standing outside his door. Ron stood up, whipped his tears off his face with the back of his hand, and proceeded to the door, and opened it. 


        There stood Percy. 


        "Percy?" Ron said with confusion in his voice. Ron and Percy didn't get along very well. Percy betrayed the family because he believed that Ron's best friend Harry was lying about the return of Voldemort. Ron could never forgive Percy for that, and Percy completely understood. 


        "Um, can I talk to you for a moment?" Percy mumbled. 


        Ron nodded, and opened the door more fully, so Percy could step in. 


        "Um, what's up?" Ron questioned. 


        "Read this, and let me know what you think." Percy handed over a piece of parchment to Ron. Ron glanced at it. 


        "It's a letter to Fred."


        "I know what it is. Just let me know what you think." 


        Ron nodded and began to read. 


Dear Fred;


        I'm sorry for everything. I'm sorry I wasn't a better brother. I will never forgive myself for the way I treated you and the rest of the family. I was an awful brother. I just loved my job too much to care. But after everything thats happened, I think I've found the one thing I love more than my job. You. No one knows this, but I cry, every night before I go to sleep. I can't forgive myself, and I just can't live with the guilt. Please come back, and take away the pain. 


                                                                      - Percy


        Ron finished reading, he looked up at Percy. "You cry?"


        Percy nodded. "Every night."


        "It's really nice." Ron said as he handed the parchment back to Percy.


        "Thanks." Percy said with a half smile. "Anyways, I should go.... Thanks for reading it." Percy walked out of Ron's room closing the door behind him, leaving Ron sitting in his room by himself, as a single tear rolled down his cheek. 




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