Weasley brothers joke

Dedicated to forever pistachios Fred and George

Author: Jin Jialong

Q: What walks with eight legs at first, then walks with four legs, and then walks with only two legs all his life? A: The Weasley twins. For George, every mirror is a mirror of Eris.

-inscription

? 1

? George stood in front of the mirror.

? A pale red-haired young man was reflected in the mirror, with a tired wry smile on his mouth. It's hard to imagine that the person who accompanied him for 19 years suddenly disappeared-they really should be glad that in the 10 months before their birth, they were so tightly embraced and connected, and they could have each other only before they saw the world clearly and had anything. It is the greatest luck to have you with me all the time.

? "Fred Fred Fred ..." George covered his face with his hand, and hot tears suddenly fell. He doesn't want to think of the man who left forever. Without the person with the same face around him, he suddenly felt that an extremely important part of his life was missing-they used to be so tacit, and even became an organic whole. Now, loneliness always goes hand in hand.

? George remembers that after they escaped from Hogwarts, Fred said very sadly, "Oh, now mom may never forgive us." When we have money, we must buy new clothes for the whole family and a big house for our mother. "George has been looking forward to one day in the future. He and Fred came home laughing and cheering and said to his family, "The son who made money to support his family is back!" " "But Fred, why did you suddenly leave me alone and agree to live to be ninety years old together? Fred, you don't keep your word.

? George remembered that the Christmas after Fred died, his mother had been reluctant to knit a Weasley sweater for Furong-not because she didn't like Furong, but because she didn't want to knit a sweater with the letter "F" but not for her son.

? Then George raised his face to the mirror.

? "Happy birthday, Fred."

They are all twenty years old today.

2

He dreams.

George went back to that time again and again in his sleep, and Fred left forever.

"Are you all right, Freddie?"

"Yes, I'm fine." Fred smiled.

"Me too." George touched Fred lightly on the shoulder.

"You're kidding, Percy!"

"You're kidding, Percy ... I haven't heard you joke for a long time since you-"

Then George watched him fall in the ruins with a last smile on his face.

Looking at the last handful of dirt scattered on the black coffin, George only felt his heart as silent as night arrival. The man in the coffin lay there quietly with a serene smile he had never seen before, as if he had just fallen asleep.

"Fred, you played a big joke on me this time."

"Fred, I know you're just asleep. Wake up. "

"Fred, please don't leave me alone ..."

George remembers that Fred almost always has a big, flamboyant smile on his face, which will never fade like the summer sunshine-something he can't imitate after trying countless times in front of the mirror. "Fred, after losing you, I want to be another you, but I can't do it alone. Am I useless? Now you can read my jokes ... "George only felt his eyes hurt, but he couldn't cry. Because if he shed tears, it means that he has admitted Fred's death.

Before being buried, George put all the unfinished semi-finished products in the joke shop. "What two people study should always be done together, shouldn't it?"

Then Bill patted George on the shoulder and put a photo in his hand. "Keep it as a souvenir."

In the photo, Fred has a bright smile on his face, which is even more dazzling against lux hair. Looking at the people in the photo wittily winking at him, George only felt more lonely inside. Photos retain the characters' past personalities and memories, but they are just memories. The dead can never be resurrected. As for ghosts, George believes that with Fred's character, he will go on.

They don't like taking photos very much, because they think they still have a lot of time to spend, and they don't need photos to keep their memories. Now, all he can see and have is his photo.

Who is more pathetic, the dead or the left behind?

three

Lonely footsteps echoed in the empty corridor.

I'm afraid George will never foresee that he will return to Hogwarts again, even at this time, with such a purpose.

The door creaked open, and in the middle of the empty abandoned classroom, George really saw what he had been looking forward to, which was also the purpose of his visit.

Mirror of Eris.

George still remembers that he and Fred stumbled across Eris' mirror in the sixth grade and tried to figure out its purpose. At that time, both of them saw in the mirror that they had opened a joke shop with their brother when they were adults. Now, George is sure what he will see in the mirror.

"I don't reflect your face, but your inner desire." George gently stroked the inscription on the edge of the mirror with his hand, quietly feeling the warm touch of ancient wood from his fingertips.

Then he finally raised his face to the mirror. But he only saw himself standing in front of the mirror.

George was disappointed and walked away swearing. But in the next second, his footsteps suddenly stopped-because he noticed that the red-haired young man in the mirror had intact ears and a familiar and naughty smile on his face.

George couldn't help kneeling in front of the mirror and putting his hand on Byakki Smoker's face.

"Fred ..."

"Hi, George." Fred still has a bright smile on his face as before. He looks like he is going to take part in a great adventure as before. At this moment, this smile Jeangeorges's heart hurts like a needle.

"I'm not going to open a joke shop."

"Why?"

"It doesn't make sense anymore."

Then they all bowed their heads.

Finally, George said, "Fred, you have to open a joke shop over there, too." Then he put his body on the cold mirror with his back against Fred in the mirror. "Don't worry, I'll be with you right away."

"Come on, George." Fred looked at his decadent brother with a hint of worry on his face. He reached out his hand to the mirror. "There is always something worth living."

"Don't worry, Fred, I don't think I will come to your place for a long time." It was a long time before George answered in a muffled voice. "Don't be sad. We'll be happy together, won't we, George? " Fred patted George on the shoulder and comforted him.

"I don't recognize me when I see you."

"Rest assured, I won't. I will wait for you all the time, and then we will continue to walk. "

Then George couldn't extricate himself from the conversation with his brother until his family and friends found out that he was enchanted and fainted in bed. Looking at her son sleeping in bed, Mrs Weasley's eyes turned red-George was almost as thin as a shadow under the quilt. "He needs a rest. He can't dwell on the past any longer, he needs to look forward. This is good for everyone. " Bill's hoarse voice sounded and his face was covered with tears.

On the hillside in the distance, the sun is red and the west is sinking. No one will sing such a sunset, because the sadness it contains masks all the warm colors and softness.

four

George suddenly woke up in the dark.

Then his eyes rested on the bunch of lux hair in front of him. His men consciously touched the left ear-it was complete. George blinked in disbelief, and the familiar man was sleeping peacefully. He only felt a heavy burden suddenly unloaded from his heart.

"Fred?"

"What's the matter, George?"

"Nothing, just a long dream." George's lips trembled unconsciously, and he turned away to cover the tears in his eyes.

Fred turned around, his watery blue eyes flashing with happy eyes, which moved Jeangeorges very much. "Go to sleep, George. Tomorrow is our twentieth birthday. "

"hmm." George glanced at his calendar by moonlight. 1March 3, 9981day.

Next morning, George opened his eyes.

"I hope this is not a dream, this is just a dream ..."

Then his eyes were fixed on the familiar face. Fred's face smiled, and the morning light dyed his lux hair a touch of gold.

"Happy birthday, George."

"Happy birthday, Fred.

———END———

20 16.8.26