Dear GeorgeDear George,
I know that you are wondering whatever to that letter Mum told you to write. You think that you might have lost it, might have thrown it away on accident, or that Mum has it somewhere. But honestly, isn't that all a bit stupid, George?
I have it. You might think that this is a cruel prank that Ron is pulling on you, but it's not. Fred Weasley is the only one who makes cruel pranks. Yes George, Fred the perfect angel has it. I've been reading it non-stop. I just can't stop reading it.
I realized that things would be different when I died. Everything about you would be different, and that was the one thing on my mind when I died. How you would be alone, how you wouldn't be a twin anymore. I ruined our plans of dying at the exact same moment. Nobody would hear anything from the more handsome and charismatic twin ever again.
It's quite fun up here, actually. Tonks and I have to constantly remind Lupin that he is now with his friends and now he won't be turning in to any wolf a
Dear FredDear FredDear Fred4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Mum suggested I write you this letter, told me it would make me feel better. I don't see how because you can't see it and I won't get to see your reaction to it, but I don't have anything to lose, so here we are.
It's been a year since you died. Everything is still the same, but somehow, it feels different. The joke shop is still as strong as it was with you here. Ron is helping me out but the little git doesn't appreciate my jokes and ideas as much as you did.
I miss you so much, Fred. I keep thinking about how I never got to say my final good-bye to you and tell you how much I love you. I do love you. I hope you knew that even though we never said it much to each other. Or anyone else.
I'm struggling. I'm not going to lie to you, Fred. I pretend like I am okay, I laugh, I joke around, but my heart is still hurting. I want to hug you, pull pranks with on Ron and Hermione when they start snogging, to hear you again. I pray every night hoping your having fun with Tonks, encour
Fred Never Left GeorgeHere I am, sitting on our bed at home. Yes, I still call it our bed. How are you, Fred? I'm doing well now, I guess. I took your advice. I've never felt happier this year.Fred Never Left George4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
We planned our future the night before you left me. We were going to share a mansion and our kids would be best friends, remember? We were supposed to chase each other using wheelchairs when we became old and grew white hair. I'm sure you would still admit that you were better looking.
They tell me I barely ate for weeks. The hunger is nothing compared to the pain of losing you. When I look in the mirror, sometimes I wonder if it's you I'm looking at. But it can't be. The pale-faced, thin, person with eyebags in the mirror never even smiled. Even on our gloomy days, you'd always stay positive and cheer me up with your smile, Fred.
I feel so lonely walking on the streets with nobody by my side. If you were here, I bet we'd be waving like idiots to the strange
Bruised (Sirius Black x Reader)A smile flashed across the face of his opponent. No one would ever have expected their rivalry to culminate to this unexpected duel, but Sirius Black could not just allow an insult to go unpunished. Even though his opponent didn't seem to care about the consequences of battling in the middle of Great Hall.Bruised (Sirius Black x Reader)2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
He was so focused on defeating his opponent quickly, he didn't see the stunning spell sent nonverbally across the hall from the witch's wand toward the conveniently placed mirror near him. What exactly it was doing there, no one was certain. However, despite it's origin being unknown, it was still effective, the stunning spell reflected at the Gryffindor, hitting him in the side sending him flying.
"Nice try Black, but you'll have to quicker than that," the (h/c) witch said with a smirk.
"One day I'll get you, (Y/N)," Sirius replied, groaning with the attempt to lift his body from the ground.
"I think I'll die before that day ever comes."
For FredI'm holeyFor Fred4 years ago in Drama More Like This
My brother was not
His face, so identical to mine
My brother in heaven
His arm, so strong with his bat
My brother is not
The happy times we shared
We blew stuff up
My brother was not, even as he was killed
The ghost of his last laugh
You were daring
You were the ringleader
You were more outgoing
You were forgiving
We were pranksters
We were friends
We were family
We were brothers
I'll miss you
I love you Fred
Fred + George Weasley AnalysisFred + George Weasley Analysis7 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
Fred & George: A Short Character Analysis
Right, so first off I'm a big fan of the twins: both twins, not just Fred. I've always appreciated both as separate characters and I've never really understood how so many people never picked up on their differences. So I decided to do what I do best - RANT (wayhey!). Keep in mind this is just my own opinion based on what I've read in books 1-7.
In the first place it's important to know and understand the twins' differences, especially if you're writing a story that puts particular focus on them. Yes, both twins are bonkers, fun-loving, flirtatious, stubborn and lest we forget both in the possession of a razor sharp wit. The books may describe them as identical right down to the last freckle, but this doesn't mean that they are one hundred percent identical in personality - no twins are. In fact, if Fred and George were the same they wouldn't make such a good team. Fred and George are a perfect double act and in any double act you
A Letter from Remus LupinDear Harry,A Letter from Remus Lupin3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
If you're reading this, I can only assume that you have won. If you had not, it would only make sense for you to be dead.
I can also assume that if this letter is in your possession, I was one of the casualties.
I know how you must be feeling, Harry. I need you to read this letter carefully. It's terribly important.
I want you first to know that no losses that occurred in this war were your fault. I know you feel the guilt, Harry. Understand that the people who fought in the battle did not fight it for you. They fought it for themselves, and more importantly, for the world. You were an extremely crucial part of the war, I do not deny that. But you were not the cause. This battle was inevitable. Whether it happened when it did, where it did, or elsewhere at another time. It would have happened eventually. Perhaps it is better that it happened now. Many losses would have been sustained in this fight, and if those same losses had not occurred had the battle not been when it ha
Ficlet: Fred WeasleyFiclet: Fred Weasley4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Title: Last Laugh
Penname: MickeyMadison or Chellendora
Warnings: Angst, death, depression
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, but if I did I wouldn't have killed Fred! D:
"Fred, put me down!" you shrieked into the ear of the much taller red headed boy. He had thrown you over his shoulder and was running towards the lake with every intention of throwing you in. "Don't you dare! Fred!"
Fred only laughed and upon reaching the edge of the lake, tossed you into the water. You didn't go without a fight though, because before you were completely free of him, you managed to grab a hold of the front of his robes and bring him in with you.
You smiled at the memory, looking up at the sky as you rocked back and forth on your porch swing. Fred had always been a lot of fun, even when you were mad. But looking back on it, being dunked into the lake wasn't all that bad.
You stood on the tips of your toes
Fred WeasleyxReader - A Broken Promise"*Sigh* When will he come back?"" You muttered to yourself as you wait at the small lake outside of your quaint, little village named Ottery St. Catchpole.Fred WeasleyxReader - A Broken Promise3 years ago in Drama More Like This
You were waiting for two friends of yours that you have taken a liking to. They are both funny, smart and the two of them always knew how to entertain you even at the darkest of times. They're identical twin brothers and the two of them are almost always never seen apart, though you've always hung out with the two of them, you found yourself getting more and more attached to the older one who introduced himself as Fred Weasley.
You remember the day you first met the twins, it was on a snowy day one year ago, you were ice skating at the village's frozen lake when you suddenly heard a loud "CRACK" in the woods behind you, you went over to investigate the source of the noise and when you did, you were greeted by the sight of two young men, the two of them were identical, from their flaming red hair to their brown eyes and right
Sirius Black x Reader - Art TradeSirius was always running around at night. It was usually because of his friend's special condition, but tonight it was a dare.Sirius Black x Reader - Art Trade2 years ago in Romance More Like This
He heard James, Remus and Peter's snickers as he darted into the woods. He wanted this over as soon as possible.
He froze when he heard the soft rustling of leaves. He scrambled away, but a root lashed out and wrapped around his ankle. He felt a weight press against his back and he groaned. "I don't want to die tonight. Come on man."
"Sirius Black," ___________ whispered, arching an eyebrow. "I took you as the type, I suppose."
"Get off of me!" he shouted.
"Shush!" she hissed, digging her knee into his back further. "I'm running from something not too nice."
"An Erlking," she muttered. "When I get up, you will be very quiet."
Sirius rolled his eyes. "Yeah yeah."
She removed her knee and helped him up. They heard the crinkling of leaves and chattering laughter and Sirius yelped.
__________ punched him. "Our best bet now is to run!"
They tore throu
Heart Full of Black - Part 25Pairing: Regulus/RemusHeart Full of Black - Part 252 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Genre: Slash, Romance, Drama
Rating: NC-17 (overall)
Disclaimer: Characters and world belong to J. K. Rowling
Chapter 31 – Top of the World
You take me right up to the top of the world
Then you push me over the side
- "Heart Full of Black," Burning Brides
Precisely twenty-four hours later Remus reached for the door handle to the Room of Requirement. He stopped for a moment, taking a deep breath, trying to steady his shaking hand.
The first thing he noticed when he stepped inside was that the room was completely empty. Not a single piece of furniture, carpeting, painting or other decoration. Regulus was standing in the middle of the too large looking room, surrounded by grey, cold walls. He looked cool and collected. The sobbing, confused boy from yesterday was gone. This was someone who had come to a decision; who had accepted their fate.
Regulus didn't have to speak. Seeing the sombre expression on his face, Remus
The picture on the pedestalThe picture on the pedestalThe picture on the pedestal5 months ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
"Its so beautiful"
they always say
the picture of us
as we fell
so very far astray,
sometimes I wonder
what they see
if we look so far away
somewhere where "Its so beautiful"
could always be used
Miracles - StonyTony couldn't get to the ground fast enough. That last blast took out almost all of Main Street and he knew Steve's shield couldn't hold back something of such force. He prayed he'd find him in one piece instead of a just a shadow burned into the wall.Miracles - Stony3 years ago in Drama More Like This
The ground cracked and crumbled around his feet as Tony landed. He ran the rest of the way and dropped to his knees beside his bruised and bloody teammate. Christ, he looked terrible. His face was dirty with blood staining his lips as it leaked from between them, his eyes were closed, as though he was only sleeping, and his suit, which was designed to be strong and nearly unbreakable was not barely hanging on. Tony could see most of his chest, some of his sides, and a portion of his thighs.
If he was this bad, he didn't even want to see the condition his shield must be in.
"Steve," Tony said, putting a hand on his chest, "Steve! Come on man, get up!" He watched him but saw no movement. He flinched and looked up when airships exploded aro
.:Fred Weasley x Reader:.You were calmly walking towards the gryffindor common room, your mind had wondered of to who knows where and you were barely paying attention to where you were going. Even you didn't know what you were thinking about, you barely thought at all actually. Sometimes you just zoned out for no reason at all, it was a good way to forget bad things, like... Crap, depressing thoughts managed to sneak their way into your head, you swallowed thickly as you remembered your mother's death. She died, only a month ago, tears would still roll down your cheeks every time you thought of her, she was the best person you ever knew, and now she was gone... forever. You managed to hold back the tears, but you felt a lump in your throat and you were sure you wouldn't be able to say a single word if someone would talk to you. You were so busy thinking that you jumped up in surprised when you were sandwiched in between the Weasley twins. You screeched loudly, lucky for you there was no one around but you, Fre.:Fred Weasley x Reader:.1 year ago in Romance More Like This
This Used to be our BenchI walked down the winding path, so narrow and so tedious to navigate, by myself. It was dark, but I knew the way well since you and I had been here many times before. As I made my way farther and farther down the path to my intended destination, I held the picture of you close to my chest. I felt raindrops start to fall down from the sky, but I did not quicken my pace. I only held your picture closer to me. I wanted to enjoy every moment of this walk, for it was the last time I knew I would walk down this path, our path ever again.This Used to be our Bench2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I had a hood I could’ve covered my hair with to keep myself dry, but I didn’t. You loved the rain, and the raindrops reminded me of our first kiss. I closed my eyes along the way recalling the way you had held me close to you as the rain had splattered my face and made my make-up run down my cheeks.
“You are so beautiful,” you had said as you gently leaned in to kiss me. I was so scared, because I had never been kissed before, b
Suicidal Tendenciescourage doesn't comeSuicidal Tendencies1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
from the fibers you're
born with. You aren't
brave when you decide
when you wake
up in the bed
smeared with your
own self destruction
and you act as though
you aren't crumbling
into the carpet.
or when you hold
a piece of shrapnel
to your veins and
want to sever every last
one, but you throw it
out the window.
or when you stand
on the sunset
with clouds straddling
your mind and your
whole existence ready
to hurl itself over the
railing, but you limp
home and through the screen
door and pretend to walk
on air again.
That is bravery.
InfinityI once knew a girl, who wrote with mascara,Infinity1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Because, she could find no other use for it.
And I once knew a girl who kept her canvas blank,
Not by choice, but by default.
And I once knew a girl, who was built with a thousand colours,
The shades clashing, what was right, and what was wrong.
And I once knew a girl who wanted to die laughing,
Choking on the endless ocean of her blood.
And I once knew a girl who would walk behind her friends as they passed the mental hospital at the night's darkest hour,
And she'd say, "I'll be killed first, I'll die protecting you."
And I once knew a girl who was fearless of common fears,
She'd walk on, through the dark.
And I once knew a girl, who wanted everything,
Everything that had nothing in common with the last,
And I knew a girl who got tired of answering the same questions,
Reciting the answer as if it was 0+0= infinity.