Spoilervarning: Harry Potter
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It was the first Christmas George would spend without Fred. The whole Weasley family was gathered in the Burrow, well, everyone except for Fred. The months after Fred's death had been tough on George, and he had isolated himself from the rest of the family, focusing all of his attention into work, so he wouldn't have to deal with his emotions. He hadn't cried, never shed a single tear, he was too numb for that. But now it was Christmas, now there was no work, and now he was surrounded by his family. He could feel all of the barriers he had built up slowly starting to crumble down, but he knew he had to keep up his facade, cracking jokes and keeping a smile on his face. The smile never reached his eyes though, and every time he smiled he was reminded of his twin brother's last smile.
Everyone in the Weasley family were gathered around the table, crammed closely together, waiting for Molly to serve them the Christmas Dinner. Suddenly a loud bang was heard from the kitchen, and fireworks came rushing through the door, wreaking havoc and knocking over the Christmas Tree, until George tiredly banished them with a wave of his wand. Ginny was giggling, and when she noticed that she had George's attention, she winked at him. He managed a smile back. Seconds later, a fuming Molly Weasley appeared in the doorway.
"FRED! GEORGE! How many times have I told you not to leave your products lying around!" she bellowed, but then suddenly she grew very pale. George, on the other hand, had taken on a sickly green shade.
"I'm sorry, mother, it won't happen again. Now if you all excuse me, I forgot I still have some things I have to unpack. I'm not feeling very hungry anyway, so you can start dinner without me."
George stood up and started walking towards the stairs. The room that had been filled with light chatter and laughter only moments ago, was now absolutely quiet. Everyone's faces were turned against George's back, while Bill went to the kitchen to levitate their food onto the table, and Molly quickly hurried up the stairs after George. The remaining family members exchanged worried glances, and when the food graciously landed on the table, no one made a move for it.
Molly knocked on the door to the room George was staying in, his and Fred's old room.
"George darling, I'm so sorry," she said when she had slipped through the door. George was sitting on his bed with his head in his hands, "I'm still not used to the idea that he's.. that he's gone." Molly took a stuttering breath.
George looked up from his place on the bed, clutching a Weasley sweater with a big "F" in his hands, pain etched into every line of his face. Molly rushed towards him and embraced him, holding him tightly, sitting down beside him on the bed.
"I don't want him to be dead.." George whispered, his voice cracked, and finally the tears came. Once the dam was broken, there was no stopping the tears. George cried silently against his mother's shoulder until he had no tears left, all while Molly kept stroking his back and telling him that it was ok to cry.
After what seemed like hours, the two of them descended the stairs. By this time, the others had almost finished dinner already, but they had been careful to leave food for George and Molly. George no longer tried to cover up his pain under a fake smile, but he got many reassuring smiles as he sat down.
"I have some fireworks I would like to show you," George said in a loud, but shaky, voice after they were all done eating, "So I would be glad if we could go outside right now?"
There was an instant noise of chairs scraping against the floor, and they all made their way outside, not quite sure what to expect. After George lit the firework, it exploded in an enormous, golden version of the Weasley's Wizard Wheezes sign against the night sky. As the three W's faded, an even bigger F took their place, glowing red and gold.
Arthur conjured a dozen glasses of butterbeer, Hermione gave George, who had started crying again, a warm hug. Everyone took a glass, Arthur raised his into the air, "To Fred!"
"To Fred!" everyone echoed, and Harry and Ron flung their arms over George's shoulders, still staring up at the gigantic F.
The F glowed in the sky throughout the night, but when the first ray of the morning sun peeked over the horizon, it faded, and George finally lowered his gaze and glanced around the room. Exhausted, he went to bed, but not before he gave Fred's old sweater a hug and said, "Merry Christmas, Fred."
så jävla fint du skriver människa
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så jävla fint du skriver människa
Tack så hemskt mycket!
Jag grät Melody. Verkligen vackert.
Du borde verkligen bli skribent. Jag är seriös. Underbart.
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Jag grät Melody. Verkligen vackert.
Du borde verkligen bli skribent. Jag är seriös. Underbart.
Jag förundrar mig fortfarande över att jag faktiskt lyckas få folk att gråta.. :s
Men tusen tack! Och det är faktiskt något jag har funderat på. :)
melody, detfdär var helt. jävla sjukt bra,
hatar dig lite dock för nu blev jag helt deprimerad
men sjukt bra skrivet.
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^- Fast det känns lite konstigt att de aldrig nämner några andra Gryffindorare som också går i ettan, fast i en annan klass.
Det är det väl inte? Ifall de inte är relevanta så behöver de inte nämnas?
Det borde nämnts under 7 böcker, jo.
Annars finns det väl flera tillfällen i filmerna där dom sitter alla samlade i matsalen (till exempel avslutningsmiddagen), är väl bara för någon av oss (läs: er) att räkna? :)
"8 böcker"
det är 7 böcker
>8 böcker
Oj oj, du vet säkert att filmerna inte helt går att lita på om man vill ha riktig kunskap.
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melody, detfdär var helt. jävla sjukt bra,
hatar dig lite dock för nu blev jag helt deprimerad
men sjukt bra skrivet.
Förlååååt :c
Men tack! :)
Av någon anledning fick jag för mig att sista boken var uppdelad i två. Suck.
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Av någon anledning fick jag för mig att sista boken var uppdelad i två. Suck.
Det blev den (på sätt och vis) när det kom till filmatiseringen.
Ja, jo, kanske det.
Det som stör mig mest med hela storyn är att dörren som leder in till Fluffy (och i slutändan de vises sten) går att öppna med en vanlig trollformel som man lär sig i första årskursen.
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