Literature
HP:George Nothing is alright
As long as I can remember, we were never apart. It was like we weren't separate people, always Fred and George, the twins. We got sick at the same time. It was always us, everything the same. So how are you supposed to act when someone like that, someone who has been by your side your whole life, is suddenly torn away from you?
You always think how hard it will be when your parents die, but your best friend, brother, twin?
Never.
Months have passed since the great battle. Memorials have been built, celebrating the dead, the fighters, the heroes. Everywhere I went, I saw his name, heard his name. People looked at me in the streets. I could