It’s amazing to think about how many characters met their deaths (almost all untimely if you ask me), especially if you consider how innocent the series started out. Ooh, magic! Wizards, owls, cauldrons, how wonderful! I never expected it all to get so dark, but it did, and as it did, characters started being offed left and right. So who would I wish back to life if I could (spoilers ahead, once again)?
Fred Weasley. I know he had to die in order to show that just because the Weasleys were a big, happy family that everyone loved, they most certainly weren’t immune to the harshest realities of war. You don’t get to choose who lives and who dies. But his death was the hardest to absorb because he’s part of a pair – he and George are practically Siamese, and they finish each other’s sentences and thoughts. Have the two of them ever even gotten into an argument? George without Fred is like peanut butter without jelly, pretzels without nutella… I could go on and on. Even though it was supposed to make me feel warm and fuzzy when I found out that Ron went to work at Weasleys’ Wizard Wheezes, but it just made me feel empty because Fred was not there. Oh, god, I feel like crying again right now just thinking about it. I read some random person’s review of Deathly Hallows (the book, not the film), and he/she perfectly summarized the way that I wish it could have been, but realize is an impossibility:
Point is, in my books, George Weasley has two ears, Fred Weasley did not die, and the two of them are placing Dungbombs on Voldemorts grave.
