Harry Potter - Preferences + Imagines

Dear Diary - George Weasley

Dear Diary,

It's two months today since we lost Freddie and I wish I could say that I'm doing what he wanted of me, and be happy. The truth is, I am far from it. Of all people that I expected to leave me in this lifetime and Freddie is the last person I'd expect. Freddie was my best friend. Freddie was my soulmate. Mum hasn't stopped crying since it happened, it's even worse because she found one of his jumpers the other day. She insisted that it still smelt like him. I pushed her away because I knew that I'd burst into tears, but when she left the room, I smelt it and she was right. I'm not ashamed to say that I slept with that jumper that night and it was the first good night's sleep I had since he died. Dad won't admit it, but he's plagued with nightmares of the battle. I hear him walking around the house in the middle of the night. One night, I got up to get a glass of water and found him crying over a picture of Fred. Again, I am not ashamed to say that I sat with him and cried. Before losing Fred, before the battle, I was always an outgoing person, but now all I want to do is hide away in my room and run away from all my responsibilities. It's like the dementors have come and ripped all of the happiness out of the world. I've been to the shop once since the battle, but people are still recovering, so business isn't exactly booming. Ron helped me out, but it all got too much for me and I've not been back since. Ron promised that he'd be there when I was ready, and I appreciate it. I know that Freddie would be proud of the man that Ron was becoming. He's finally dating Hermione, so I would have owed Freddie Ten galleons because I bet that he would never ask her out. Of course, he disagreed, and of course, he won. I could just imagine the smug look on his face when I handed him the Galleons. He say "told you so" and I'd reply "shut up". He'd laugh and so would I; things were simpler back then. What I would give to go back to Hogwarts, at least Freddie would be there, even if we did have Umbridge as our Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher. It was Freddie's idea to use the fireworks that chased Umbridge out and I'll never forget his face when he told me that he couldn't do it without me. He said "Georgie, it's you and me till the end." I think about that sentence a lot, so it only seems fitting that we were together when he died; it is an image I will never forget as long as I live.

I'll never forget when we were allowed to use magic outside of school and mum would get annoyed with us because we used to apparate and scare her. She misses this now, of course, and so do I. I've thought about never using magic again and running away to the muggle world. I often wonder if that would be easier than living here, in this world, and knowing that I've got to do it alone without my best friend, but I could never do that to Mum or Dad. I would be destroying everything that Freddie and I built. All I want to do is make Freddie proud and I am determined to carry on his legacy, the way that he would have wanted me to. If by any chance, you're standing beside me as I write this Freddie, I want you to know that I love you. It's you and me till the end.