A comics about how I see George's post-canon.
I was too lazy to rewrite everything on the pictures because I do it by hand, so I'll write a translation for each one down here:
1 page: Christmas Eve, 2006.
Bill: You've lost a lot of weight.
George: Have I? Like I don't have eyes of my own. Only ears.
Bill: You don't like sugar anymore?
George: Well, I do, of course I do… But it's better to leave more on the market, isn't it? Especially now Ron's trying most of... *my* products.
...
2 page:
Bill: George… You're with family. Calm down. You and I don't see enough of each other. Which I regret. You can just have a *normal* conversation with me.
… It's been eight years. I know it's always hard, and it's probably harder on Christmas Eve, but…
You know, you've been a *separate* person for a long time. I've watched you grow up. Honestly, it's been noticeable since *you two* were younger.
… You *can* talk to me. Or Percy. When was the last time you talked to Percy?
… And that *smile*. George. Honestly, you're looking exhausted.
3 page:
George: ...
My smile's fine, Bill.
4 page: Order of the Phoenix, 1996.
Fred: Why so frowny?
George: Nothing, your eyes are making things up.
Fred: You know, it still amazes me sometimes how you try to *lie* to me. You can't learn that, Forge.
George: Then don't be an idiot, Fred. You know perfectly well what this is about. What I'm not worried about.
Fred: Of course I do. Nobody worries about anything else these days.
And yet...
5 page:
Fred: I'm *always here* with you, aren't I? And our family is. We're all in this together up to our ears. And we're gonna get through this. Where's our confidence?
6 page:
Fred: So just smile a little more, yeah?
I like the way *my smile* looks on your face.
7 page: ...
George: You know, I haven't changed a single thing since *you* left.
I know you'd like to evolve the shop. But I couldn't.
The last thing I did on my own, personally, is...
9 page:
In memory of Fred Weasley.
The first founder of the W.W.W.
Song: Like Him (feat. Lola Young) - Tyler, The Creator