Quiet.

Fred and George Weasley hated quiet. They liked noise, whether it be from fireworks, or when they made someone laugh at their jokes and antics.

That's why they decided to create Weasley's Wizard Wheezes - they wanted to share their love of laughter with a world that desperately needed it after entering the war.

Yes, they thrived off of noise.

That's why George Weasley was currently at a loss. It was reopening day for Weasley's Wizard Wheezes, and he had gone down to the shop a couple hours early so he could prepare for the busy day ahead. He was at a loss for what to do because of the lack of noise.

It had been two months since Fred had died.

George felt tears well up in his eyes as he looked over the shelves at the many joke items he had invented with his twin, remembering the brainstorming sessions and laughs the two had had in the process. The silence in the room was too much to bear, and the young man collapsed to the ground, tears cascading down his cheeks. This place was always meant to be filled with laughter, not tears. It was the one goal he and Fred had set for that place. What would Fred say if he saw his brother crying silently in the one place they had always dreamed about? The one place that was never meant to hold sadness?

Yes, George Weasley hated quiet.


A/N: My first ever drabble! Was it any good? I feel like the ending was a bit rushed. I'm thinking of maybe doing a whole series of drabbles (and not just on the twins). Does that sound like a good idea? Oh, and I do not own Harry Potter.