Comfort- George Weasley x Friend! Reader
The time has come. The time to mourn. The time to regret. The time to comfort.
Here you are, looking directly at what was once your boyfriend's happy and cheerful face. Fred Weasley was your everything, your everything is gone. You turn to look at the one person that you could confide in, George. The tears that had been pooling in your eyes broke loose as soon as he looked at you. You had never seen either of the twins look so lifeless. George’s eyes were tinged pink from the constant rubbing and the steady stream of salty tears falling from his eyes and onto his cheeks. You heard his sob, and at first, you weren't sure if it was George’s or yours. His arms immediately wrapped around you and pulled you as close as possible. The sound of the ginger’s weeping was the only sound filling your ears, and the room for that matter. You had a perfect view of Fred, George’s back turned to the casket as you faced it. You couldn’t stop looking. How could it have all gone so wrong? He was one of the strongest men you knew, yet there he was, waiting to be buried and forgotten. You would never forget. Fred looked so peaceful but so peaceful that it gave you eery feeling. A Weasley was never this quiet and still. Tears cascade down your face as you and your best friend cling to the other for dear life, for consolement. A best friend and a brother was being buried today, and the worst part is he was once yours
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