Ok, Lizzy here again! I just felt like writing this fluffy about George and how he deals with life without Fred. I don't like to think of George as depressed so I'm gonna try my best to make him happy! Lots of Fred and George guaranteed! Starts at Fred's funeral/funeral for all those who died in the war. I'll make it more than fluff if I get enough reviews! Mild language because George is a little depressed. George's POV. Please read, review, and enjoy this great fluff!

I never thought of the possibility that one day I would be leaning over Fred's grave. Well, maybe I had. One time Fred and I had one of our silly discussions about which one of us would die first. We came to the agreement that it would be Fred because my natural charm could squeeze me out of situations. I never really thought of what life would be like with half of me gone.

Suddenly, I felt a shaking hand grab my shoulder. Before I knew it, hot, thick tears were rolling down my face. I look over at the person on my shoulder-Angelina. I didn't bother to wipe my tears away, she's crying as well.

"It feels like all the laughter in the world is gone," Angelina whispered into the whole in my head where my ear is supposed to be. "But I know you won't let it die. Will you promise me something?"

I nodded, looking into her hazel eyes.

"Don't let the laughter die. I know no matter what you can keep it going. Just remember this phrase when you are in doubt: WWFD. What would Fred do."

Then she lightly kissed my cheek. I didn't know what to do. I just thought about what she said. Angelina got up and walked over to some friends. I just kept sitting here, staring at my brother's face thinking about him. Hermione suggested that we lay him down with laughter etched on his face. Well, he looked happier than me anyway. Well, if this were someone else lying here, what would Fred do? I know, Fred and I would be the light of it. But with half of a wand gone, lumos is impossible to cast. With half of a pair of twins gone, fun is gone. With Fred gone, life might as well be over for me too.

"Dammit, Fred, I wasn't prepared for this! Why the last thing I say to you is 'Let's go kick some death eater butt!' I should have been more prepared. I should have told you how much I love you, even though I know how corny it would have been to you, but if we were to switch shoes right now, like we had done so many times before, you would think the same thing. We're always thinking the same thing,"I mumbled angrily until I noticed everyone staring at me. I mumbled sorry and went back to thinking in my head.

How could laughter resurrect? It's not like Fred can, or I wouldn't be in this depression. I've spilled more tears in the last couple days than I have in my entire life. I'll never be happy again, not at this rate.

Oh, damn, here comes the crowd. Maybe I should go visit Remus and Tonk. But wait, how can I leave Fred? I'll go to Angelina, we've bonded so well together theses past 3 days, as have Ron and Hermione and Harry and Ginny. Ever since this war has ended everyone has been so loving towards each other. But how? I mean, yeah Voldemort is dead, but so is 50 others from our side.

I walked over to Angelina and hugged her. We sobbed silently into each others shoulders silently.

"Angie, I love you. You have so comforting to me in my time of hurt. I'm sorry if I haven't been too nice to you, I'm just in shock that he's-Fred's- d-dead."

"Oh, I've been waiting for you to say that for so long! I love you too!"

We walked over to the rest of my family. Ginny was sobbing into Harry's (who was also crying) lap, Ron had tears falling down his nose while hugging a sobbing Hermione, Percy had his face in his hands also crying, Bill and Fleaur were hugging and crying silently, Charlie was trying to comfort Mum along with dad even though Charlie and Dad were crying themselves. Mum looked tired, upset, and mad, wailing through the small chatter around us. There were more people than just family though, there was Hagrid, Alica, Katie, Oliver, Cho, Luna, Neville, and so many others it was almost dizzying.

The memorial started, but I wasn't really listening. I thought of Fred, Angelina, Remus, Tonks, Colin, and all those unnamed.

Finally, the service was over and there was a huge reception help afterward. I went with my family, Angie, Harry, and Hermione. It was quite comforting to be with all them, for it seemed everyone had their tears dried up. That's what Fred and I would be like right now. We would be comforting people with our jokes and tear would be so many less tears. But thanks to Fred, there are tons worth of tears. I know Fred would like the attention, except he's not here to experience it.

"Mmmm, this food feels so good in a time like this," Ron said through a mouthful of subs and firewisky. I think everyone gave a small smile to that comment.

"Oh my gosh! The shop, what will I do with it? I can't run it on my own!"

"Georgie, lets not worry about that now," Mum said.

"Sorry, just Ron being a little funny made me remember about the shop," I said.

"George, just so you know, I'll be there for you no matter what. If you ever need help, I'll be there," Ron said very confident.

I gave him a reassuring smile and a nod. That was very comforting, something Ron's not usually not good with.

After a while everyone starting chatting, keeping our minds off our losses. Everyone except Harry. He had his head pressed against the wall with his hands behind his head. Ron, Hermione, and Ginny were trying to talk some sense into him.

"What's wrong with Harry?" I asked them.

Hermione just shook her head. Ginny spoke.

"I think he is in a deep emotional depression. And I know why. He feels that it's his fault that all these people died. But no matter how many times we try to talk sense into him telling him that these people fought with their own will."

Ginny walked over to him and screamed into his ear, "They wanted to kill Voldemort as much as you did! Look, Harry, the wizard world is a much more peaceful place now that Voldemort's dead! Now there will be so many less deaths! This should make you joyful!"

Harry turned around. I gasped when I saw him. I hadn't seen him this close up since before the night of the war. He looked just as dead as all those people we just buried. His face as pale, huge bags under his eye. He had many scratches on his face now and had red, blood shot eyes that looked quite scary.

"I Never thought of it that way," Harry mumbled barely moving his lips.

Ginny kissed him and said, "C'mon, lets go get some food. There's treacle tart."

Harry didn't look totally reassured, but followed anyway.

"Hey, Ron," I started looking toward him, "if you ever are in need of a job, you will find a place at the Weasley Wizards Wheezes. What you said earlier really gave me comfort. Pretty impressive for you."

Ron smiled and nodded in an understanding way and then turned away.

After a couple of hours everyone cleared out and I went to the burrow. I really didn't want to go because it was so crowded and there were too many memories.

We walked in to a mass of garden gnomes and dust. I forgot that we haven't been in the burrow for months now. For the past 3 days we've just been in Hogwarts, and before then we were staying at Auntie Muriel's for a few months now.

I just walked upstairs to mine and- wait, I guess it's just my room now. Well, anyway I just crept over to my bed a cried myself to sleep, man I'm so lame now.

Nightmares haunt my sleep. Everyone of them involve parts of the war in a some how more painful and scary way.

But tonight was different. My sleep was dreamless for quite a while then I woke up- or at least I think I did- and there was Fred sitting on my bed.

I gasped at him. How could he be alive? He looked real, but he looked at me angrily and opened his mouth.

"You sicken me, Your Holeyness. You did not seriously just cry yourself to sleep! Mate, you're making me die even more than how dead I am already. And don't stare at me like that!"

"Wait, you're still dead? Then, this must be a dream, right?"

"George, I always knew I was the smarter one! This is not a dream! How insulting!" Fred gave a fake, but very offended look, " I'm just in your head, is all! Like, if mum were to walk in right now she would just see you asleep. Anyway, I'm getting to my point of why I'm here. Well, it started today. There I was , somewhere I don't even know, with my dead friends. I tell you, the dead crowd is much happier than the alive one! I have no worries!"

I started laughing at his brother's comparison.

"But if I have no worries, then what is the fun of breaking rules? So, I decided to break one. First I escaped form where ever I was, and I tell you, it wasn't easy, and found you at Hogwarts and staring at my dead face, crying. At first I loved it! all the attention to me!"

"I knew you would!"

"Yes, well, I didn't like you thoughts. Not one bit. So that is when I decided to break the rules even further, and go into you head and tell you off! And here I am!"

I gulped and knew what was coming up.

"Dammit, George! You heard what Angelina said! 'Don't let the laughter die.' All you have been doing is moaping around, and I think it is sickening that my brother is so, er, unfunny! Be the heart of laughter for now on! I mean, I can't stand to see you like this! Get a life! Make more inventions for the store, marry Angelina, Have children, laugh, just don't live life how you are now. I hate it."

"I don't fancy it either. But talking to you has really boosted my mood! But, this will be the last time I can talk to you, right? But you heard me today, so you saw what I wanted to tell you?"

"I heard that corny crap you said, but this will not be the last time I can talk to you. I'm a Weasley twin, remember? I can break the rules more than once! I'm gonna keep my eye on you, alright? I wanna make sure you live the life I can't live. So I don't wanna see you sulking around, be the star of the show, center of attenion."

"I promise a Weasley swear!" I said almost in tears again, but fighting them back.

"Promise me more. The Unbreakable Vow."

"But, Fred, I don't care about dying anymore! If I die, I'll at least be with you! That's all I want!"

"No, not a normal Unbreakable Vow. One that we dead people use, where the punishment is no life beyond."

"And what do you mean by that?"

"Well, once you're dead, you're gone. So in other words, you wouldn't get to see me once you're dead. Now, make the promise."

What should I do? I really want to please my brother, but what if I break it?

"Deal. I'll do it."

"Take my hand."

I did so. I was surprized to see that I could touch him.

"Do you, George Weasley, promise to live your life to the fullest, which means no more depressions, and make yourself a lovely life?"

"I do."

Fred took out his wand, pointed at our hands and sent out sparks. I felt warmth flow through my hands. Fred gave a satisfied smile.

"Now, my brother, I got to go before they notice I'm gone. But, I'm gonna wipe your memory of this first."

"NO! If I forget this then I might break the vow!"

"Trust me, you won't. OBLIVIATE!"

And I fell backwards into a deep black hole, falling and never stopping for hours.

The next morning I felt wonderful! Like all my problem had gone. I didn't even realize where I was! Life feels wounderful!

"GOOD MORNING WORLD!" I shouted and woke everyone in the house up. I decided to go for a run, so I ran all over the house like a crazy man. Then I fell down 3 flights of stairs and felt a huge blow.

Suddenly I remembered all that had happened in the past few days, but I didn't feel like crying. I felt like there was something missing, yet there was something in the back of my head that told me to be happy.

"I must be on drugs," I thought happily.

"What the bloody hell was that all about?!" Ginny yelled several flights above.

"Sorry! Give me a break! We all need a good morning!"

"True, but mine involves me sleeping till at least 9:00 in the morning! Not 6:00!"

"Fine go back to sleep, grouchy face!"

I heard the door slam, and I starting singing loudly and badly just to annoy her.

"THE POTION IN THE CAULDRON TURNS 'ROUND 'N 'ROUND, 'ROUND 'N 'ROUND, 'ROUND 'N ROUND! THE POTION IN THE CAULDRON TURNS 'ROUND 'N 'ROUND, AAAAALLLLLLL THROUGH THE TOWNNNNNN!"

"GEORGE, SHUT UP!" mum yelled.

"Sorry, mum!"

I sit here smiling to my self now, thinking WWFD. I know. He would be laughing his head off singing another round of 'The Potion in the Cauldron'. So that's what I did.

I know I will never be right without Fred, but no matter what, I know he will always be with me. No matter what.

Man, that sounds corney.

YAY! I'm done! But am I? If you review and ask me to continue on with Georges life I will! I promise a Weasley promise!I hope you enjoyed it!