A/N~ Okay, I know you don't need to know this, but after I wrote this and proof read it I realized I accidentally put "Fred" every time it was supposed to say "George" and I started crying because I forgot that Fred died, not George! Sorry, now you're sad! :,(

Seeing that Ginny wasn't going to leave until he came inside at the very least, so he got up for the first time in two days to go inside.

George dragged himself slowly into the little house(that had one less person living in it), then sat heartbroken at the end of the crowded table.

Why couldn't it have been Ron instead? George thought. Or at least Percy! Nobody likes Percy except Percy.

"George?" His mum asked. "Would you like something to eat?"

He shook his head slowly.

"Come on, George," Ron coaxed him. "You'll die of you don't eat! Besides, Mum made beef wellington and yorkshire pudding! Your favourites!"

No, Ginny mouthed. Those are your favourites! But it was too late.

"Good!" George screamed to his brother, rising from the table, slamming his fist and making the silverware rattle. "Then I will be with Fred again! I want to be dead! Do you know what it's like to be a twin but not be a twin at the same time?! No, you don't! And you never will! And everybody in this family has acted like they are happy that Fred is gone! Forever!"

"George, Ple-" Mrs.Weasley said calmly when he stopped for breath.

"Shut up!" he yelled to his own mum, interrupting her. "You all might of lost a brother, or lost a son, but me? I lost a twin! What you feel, whether happiness or sorrow, will never  touch the grief I have to endure right now. Never."

Molly got up sobbing and ran out of the room. Bill and Arthur got up and left the room to calm her down.

"George!" Charlie scolded. "We all lost Fred! I do admit none of us lost a twin, we all suffer from the burden of Fred's death."

"So he's a burden now, is he?" George asked. 

"No, I didn't mean it that way!" he replied quickly, not wanting George to explode again. "I only meant we all are extremely sad about Fred!"

George nodded and sat down. 

After ten minutes of silence and everybody except George eating, George got up and went back outside to his spot in the garden to continue thinking about Fred.

"I lost Fred," he said to himself with tears running down his cheeks and into his lap. "I lost my twin."