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Another fanfiction that touched me today.
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Originally posted by http://www.fanfiction.net/s/8327282/1/The_Letter
Dear Fred,
Hey, its me Ron. Hermione was the one who told me to write you this letter, she wanted me to get everything off my mind. It's almost 6:30 and Rose will soon be up for breakfast. She's my daughter and she's two, she looks like Hermione but her hair is both of us red and kinky. She's smart like Hermione too, she can tell when people are upset and knows not to go near them. She knows that the sky's blue and the grass is green and that dirt is brown. Her first word was 'Expelliarmus.' I just found out that Hermione's pregnant again, I hope we have a boy this time. I love Rosie to death, but I can't teach her to appreciate pranking like you and George do.
The reason I'm really writing you this letter is not because I wanted to talk about my daughter, whom I love, but I wanted to catch you on what happened after you died. We won, it was the morning after you died and we thought Harry had died too, I was so scared. Seeing my best friend in Hagrid's arms, seven years of friendship flashed through my eyes. Some memories I would want to take back, especially those few weeks that I was ignoring Harry because I thought he entered his name in the Goblet it was so stupid. But it was nothing compared to those first months Hermione, Harry, and I ran away after the wedding. I knew it was wrong of me to tell Harry that he didn't have a family, he's like another Weasley but with different hair.
After the War, we immediately had your funeral at the Burrow. Mum was a wreck, she couldn't even see the service she was crying so much. George was joking around with everybody of course, he even wore a pair of swimming trunks. One thing about George, even though he's calm on the outside…he's breaking down on the inside. Hermione was the first one who saw him break down and cry, she practically nursed him back to health. She's a godsend that woman and I love her everyday.
I help George with the shop, though I could never be as great as you. George says that I'm getting better, but I don't see it. In my eyes, it took you and George years to perfect what you had. I'm not you and George sees it.
How is it up there? What's Harry parents like? Are you, Sirius, and James pulling loads of pranks of Lupin? Is Lily chasing you around with her wand in her hand? Does Lupin and Tonks miss their son like Lily and James miss Harry? Is Hedwig up there too? I guess those are questions I'll never get answers too. Well, Rosie's crying now, so I guess its time for me to end this letter. I love you Fred and I miss you.
The youngest brother,
Ron
Hey, its me Ron. Hermione was the one who told me to write you this letter, she wanted me to get everything off my mind. It's almost 6:30 and Rose will soon be up for breakfast. She's my daughter and she's two, she looks like Hermione but her hair is both of us red and kinky. She's smart like Hermione too, she can tell when people are upset and knows not to go near them. She knows that the sky's blue and the grass is green and that dirt is brown. Her first word was 'Expelliarmus.' I just found out that Hermione's pregnant again, I hope we have a boy this time. I love Rosie to death, but I can't teach her to appreciate pranking like you and George do.
The reason I'm really writing you this letter is not because I wanted to talk about my daughter, whom I love, but I wanted to catch you on what happened after you died. We won, it was the morning after you died and we thought Harry had died too, I was so scared. Seeing my best friend in Hagrid's arms, seven years of friendship flashed through my eyes. Some memories I would want to take back, especially those few weeks that I was ignoring Harry because I thought he entered his name in the Goblet it was so stupid. But it was nothing compared to those first months Hermione, Harry, and I ran away after the wedding. I knew it was wrong of me to tell Harry that he didn't have a family, he's like another Weasley but with different hair.
After the War, we immediately had your funeral at the Burrow. Mum was a wreck, she couldn't even see the service she was crying so much. George was joking around with everybody of course, he even wore a pair of swimming trunks. One thing about George, even though he's calm on the outside…he's breaking down on the inside. Hermione was the first one who saw him break down and cry, she practically nursed him back to health. She's a godsend that woman and I love her everyday.
I help George with the shop, though I could never be as great as you. George says that I'm getting better, but I don't see it. In my eyes, it took you and George years to perfect what you had. I'm not you and George sees it.
How is it up there? What's Harry parents like? Are you, Sirius, and James pulling loads of pranks of Lupin? Is Lily chasing you around with her wand in her hand? Does Lupin and Tonks miss their son like Lily and James miss Harry? Is Hedwig up there too? I guess those are questions I'll never get answers too. Well, Rosie's crying now, so I guess its time for me to end this letter. I love you Fred and I miss you.
The youngest brother,
Ron