Fred saw George approaching, and took in a deep breath. This wasn't going to be easy, and Fred would have to hold himself together for his twin, no matter what. He hugged George tightly, almost afraid to let go. He knew that this all had hit George pretty hard, he had lost a wife as well as a father.
"It's strange being here when my own grave happens to be over there." he replied softly, indicating his head towards a gravestone he had become familiarized with over the past few months, a reminder of his death so many years ago.
He broke into a grin despite himself. "Who says we didn't?" he turned towards his twin, and shook the backback he had hanging of his right shoulder.