#because tears

Dear Fred, 

I closed the store today. I know you’d say that I shouldn’t have and that I should have found a new partner and that she should have been really pretty too. I sold all the stuff before I closed, it went super fast and everyone was really sad that we were leaving. Angelina says “Hi” by the way, well not “Hi.”, but you know what I mean. 

Ginny graduated last week. Everyone was held back for the rest of the year so they could rebuild the castle. That girl really is amazing, I think she’s going to go to veterinary school soon. Yeah, she and Harry are still together and I think Ron’s still secretly ticked off about it. 

I know, I’m changing the subject. I guess you have every right to be upset it was our shop. But I couldn’t sit there anymore taking applications from people I couldn’t care less about and watching everyone lark about messing with our stuff. It wasn’t the same, Fred. It never will be. Never. 

I wish you were here. Mum and Dad aren’t doing so well and none of us have any idea how to  help them. We haven’t seen Charlie in a few months and Bill and Fleur are staying at the Shell Cottage, I think she might be getting ready to spawn a French child. Percy’s still at the ministry, goodness knows why. Ron and Hermione are traveling, so it’s just me and Ginny at home.  I feel like a mess up sometimes. I’m not out with my girlfriend or wife and I don’t have a fancy job at the ministry or anything. I know Mum and Dad don’t think so, but it’s hard. 

Anyway, I found some of our old original designs for Skiving Snackboxes, they were stuck under a floorboard in our bedroom that a rogue knitting needle dug up. 

DAMMIT FRED. How the hell am I supposed to live without you. It’s damn near impossible. No one understands me. No one. And I don’t know what to do. It sounds so cliche but you really were my other half and my best friend in the whole entire world. I started thinking about erasing my memory the other day. Taking you right out of it. 

Maybe I should. 

Fuk u