hp second generation

protectsiriusblack  asked:

"quiet, they can hear us" jeddy<333

God, I love these two so much.

  • Huge family dinners were a regular occurrence in the Potter household.
  • Everyone brought food and drink (which mostly led to them having 8 bottles of wine and 10 different desserts)
  • People usually arrived in the same order as well.
  • Ginny would open the door for Hermione, Ron and the kids right on time. Next came Molly and Arthur a few minutes later. Fred’s family maybe 10. Bill and Fleur a few minutes after them and so on.
  • When it got past the hour mark, only James was left waiting by the door, sat on the bottom step of the staircase.
  • He’d entertain himself, picking threads from the carpet, until he heard the faint pop just outside the door.
  • He was up in a second, swinging the door open.
  • Teddy’s fist was still raised in a motion to knock. He didn’t have time to lower it, his smile hadn’t even fully formed on his face before James was pulling him over the threshold by the collar of his jacket and molding their lips together.
  • Teddy let out a surprised, breathy laugh into James’ mouth, before kissing back hungrily.
  • “Late. As usual.” James mumbled against Teddy’s mouth before pressing another hard kiss to it.
  • Teddy smirked, palms warm around James’ hips as he backed him up against the hall closet. His teeth scraped gently against James lip, “Waiting. As usual.”
  • James scoffed and Teddy leaned back, only enough so that he could see Teddy clearly. Their hips and most of their chests still pressed together.
  • “I wouldn’t have to wait if you weren’t always so late.”
  • Teddy grinned, “Why on earth would I be on time when instead I get kissed before I’m even through the door? Besides…” He leaned in again, nosing along James’ cheek, lips dragging along his jaw, “If I was on time, there would be family everywhere and we wouldn’t get to do this…”
  • James bit his lip, head falling back against the closet door as Teddy started placing open-mouthed kisses down the column of his neck.
  • “Yeah…” James’ fingers curled into Teddy’s hair, eyes falling shut, “Maybe you should be late.”
  • “Mhm.” Teddy answered shortly, mouth otherwise occupied with one of James’ collarbones.
  • James only just had the mind to tell him off about leaving any marks, “I got way too many questions last time- especially from dad.”
  • Teddy withdrew his head and raised an eyebrow at James, “What was Harry doing asking questions about a hickey on your neck?”
  • Because.” James said distressed, “He’s always asking if I’ve met anyone and then there was that so obviously I had met someone-“
  • There was a sudden voice from the other room, “James? Is Ted here yet?”
  • James’ eyes widened, “Speak of the devil.”
  • Teddy bit his lip, eyeing the already forming splotch of purplish-red on Teddy’s collar bone where his lips had been moments before, “C’mon.”
  • He hurriedly opened the closet door and yanked James inside after him before closing it as quietly as possible.
  • “What the-“
  • Shh.” Teddy pressed a finger to James lips.

  • “James? Are you even out there?”
  • When no reply came again Harry sighed, leaning in to kiss Ginny on the cheek, “Be right back.”
  • Ginny nodded, “I swear to Merlin, if he’s eating the cake again-“
  • Harry laughed, before making his way into the entry hall. He was about to call out James’ name again when-
  • “What the bloody hell are we doing in here?”
  • Harry’s eyes instantly narrowed in on the closet - the source of what was clearly James’ voice.
  • Quiet- they can hear us.”
  • Another voice. Harry tilted his head, risking one step forward, trying to figure out who it was. It was clearly a boy’s.
  • “Well, I don’t understand why we couldn’t have just gone out there and then, y’know, finished that off later, they’re gonna wonder where we a-“
  • “No… What they’re going to wonder about is… that…”
  • There was a beat of silence before, “Teddy!”
  • Ah, Harry thought, So Teddy.
  • Ironic really, that the two boys had taken to hiding something that practically everyone had already guessed about.
  • “The second I tell you not to- and then you already have- Jesus fucking christ, it’s the dead of summer I can’t wear a fucking turtle neck!-“
  • “I’m sorry. I can’t- you’r just so-“ A sigh, “I can’t help it..”
  • Harry smirked, guessing as to what they were talking about.
  • “Well- Well-“ James cursed, “Why do you have to be so fucking cute about it-“

  • “I’m not cute-“
  • “You’re bloody cute. Now let’s get out of here before anyone comes. I don’t hear anything, I think it’s safe-“
  • With a start Harry saw the door handle starting to turn. He tried to casually sprint back into the living room and huffed down into his previous spot on the couch.
  • Ginny raised an eyebrow, “What’s wrong?”
  • “What?” Harry puffed, “Nothing. Why is something wrong?”
  • Ginny’s brow arched further. Harry endured her stare for only a moment before cracking.
  • He leaned in, “Y’know James?”
  • “Our son?”
  • “Yeah.”
  • Ginny shot him a look, “Well, yes Harry, I do believe I know James.”
  • “Oh.” Harry flushed, “Right. Well, y’know Teddy?”
  • Yes. Of course, what are you-“
  • Harry was the one to raise his eyebrows this time.
  • “What- oh. Oh.”
  • Ginny grinned, “Well at least now we know why he never brings anyone home.”

J.K.: *I should apologize for all the ships I never made happen*

J.K. : The reason Draco was so mean to Hermione was because he loved her.

J.K.: Harry and Hermione should have ended up together

Gay Side of HP shipping: *wolfstardrarrydeamusgrindledore*

J.K.: What’s a Drarry?

J.K.: Dean and Seamus were just friends nothing more.

J.K.: Scorpius loves Rose just like Draco loved Hermione.

J.K.: I’m not homophobic dumbledore is gay!!!!!


J.K.: Remus had a child.

Originally posted by n-wordbelike

“the biggest problem with this boy
is that he doesn’t seem to believe
that he’s beautiful.
this is a problem, of course,
because he knocks the wind out of you
every time he so much as looks at you
and you can’t help but think
that if he understood his own radiance
he would never touch you

As much as I adore the headcanons of the Weasley-Delacours being fluent in French,

Let me give you a little perspective.

1. Bill predominantly speaks English. Fleur learned English, but she speaks with a very thick accent. She probably speaks it very often, considering the pressure there is on immigrants to conform to whatever society they are acclimating to. The Weasley-Delacour household probably grew up speaking English and commonplace French vocabulary for simple household things, but nothing fancy.

2. Victoire, Dominique, and Louis are second or third generation French (depending on who you talk to because even though their mother is first generation, their father was born in England). There is a significant distance between them and their French roots, even with magic. They probably grew up immersed in a rich half-culture, unless Bill and Fleur moved from Shell Cottage to France.

3. They grew up and went to school in England. You have no idea how much this affects children as they develop. I used to be fluent in Spanish as a toddler but I forgot it all once I started kindergarten where everyone only spoke English. I had to slowly relearn it throughout middle school and high school.

The French you imagine Victoire, Dominique, and Louis speaking is probably not the reality. If anything, once they reach the teen years, they can hold a decent conversation but stuff like conjugations and distant vocabulary they probably sound a little wrong on. They use basic French words and probably work really hard to finally get to the point where they can talk to family easily with stumbling.

I’m not saying this is law and this is the only way it is. Your Weasley-Delacours can speak perfect French and go to Beauxbatons and be mini-Fleurs. That’s a beautiful headcanon too. I’m just saying, from my experience, that a language barrier in a household can mean so much more than what you see it as and so much more can come from this than what we are limiting ourselves too. If you want to hear me go in detail, just hit me up. Otherwise, keep in mind that language isn’t easy.

Here’s two of the “One Hundred Ways To Say I Love You” Prompts. They aren’t really prompts but… they’re so sweet.

Don’t cry (Jeddy)


Teddy jerked his head up from where it was resting in his hands, elbows on his knees. He blinked blearily around at the dimly lit bathroom and pressed a palm to his eyes, rubbing at the wetness there.

“Ted, you here?”

James’ voice carried up from the stairs this time and Teddy took a shaky breath, pushing himself up from his seat on the edge of the bath. He sniffed as quietly as he could.

“Yeah.” He called, wincing at how thick and strained his voice sounded, “‘m here.” He whipped at his nose, cleared his throat, “Just- just a second, okay?”

He heard James’ footsteps stop just outside the door, “I…” He hesitated, “Teddy-“

“Just a second.” Teddy choked out, already feeling his composer cracking, “Just a second.” He repeated, quieter this time, bracing himself against the sink.

He heard the door open anyway, saw socked feet appear on the white tile from where his head was bowed… his his composure crumbled.

“Oh, T..”

He felt arms turning him away from the cold ceramic and into a warm chest, a soft t-shirt. Teddy let himself sink into James, head falling against the warm skin of his neck as he tried to calm his breathing.

James pulled back after a few minutes of soft shushing and occasional temple kisses, and took Teddy’s face into his palms.

His thumbs stroked Teddy’s wet cheeks, “Don’t cry..” James’ brow was pulled low in concern as his eyes flitted over Teddy’s face, “I can’t stand it when you cry.”

I’ll do it for you (wolfstar)

“What was it again?”

Sirius could almost hear Remus pinching his nose on the other side of the line, “Honestly, I’ve told you about ten times.”

Sirius straightened up from squinting at the shelves of the muggle supermarket he was in and scoffed into the- the… telegraph? Oh, no, telephone, “Well, excuse me. S’not like I come here often. Just one more time.”

“Dark. Chocolate.” Remus said slowly, “Nothing in it. Not milk. Just. Just the chocolate. And some more tea… If you live that long-“


Sirius ignored Remus’ laughter and bent over the shelves once more, “There’s… what? What are all the numbers on these? 72 percent?” He picked up a chocolate package, squinting at it, “What does that have to do with anything?”

“Merlin, I should have just gone-“

“No- No.” Sirius protested, “I said I’d do it for you. You have to rest.”

This time he could hear the smile in Remus’ sigh and had to bite back one of his own.

“Well… Thanks, love.”

“Any time.” Sirius murmured flipping through chocolate bars, “Unless you start taking advantage of it-“


“Hey! This one has cookies in it!”

“Just the chocolate, Pads-“

“Fine, fine. Boring, but fine. I’ll be home soon.”

Rose was loud and Rose was rash and Rose was proud and Rose was impulsive and Rose was brutish and Rose was oblivious and Rose was fierce and Rose was not her mother.

anonymous asked:

For the prompts: "I said I love you" either wolfstar or Jeddy <3

I chose Jeddy because I’m obsessed rn tbh.

  • The astronomy tower was nearly pitch black when Teddy finally made it to the top, the only light seeming to come from a single, blue point of a wand, illuminating a face.
  • A face Teddy had been longing to look at for more than just a snuck glance between lessons all day.
  • James’ face broke into a grin when he saw Teddy and he immediately held his arms out, “Merlin, what took you so long, T? We did say midnight, didn’t we?”
  • Teddy just nodded, closing the distance between them in a stride and sinking to his knees in front of James. He took the younger boy’s face between his hands and ducked down without a word, kissing him hard on the mouth.
  • James made a sound that was half surprise, half approving, and then sank into the kiss, tilting his chin forward to press their mouths together harder.
  • He leaned forward as Teddy slowly pulled away, trying to keep the kiss going, already breathing a little heavier.
“Sorry,” Teddy smiled sheepishly, “been waiting for that all day.”
  • “Have you?” James breathed, tucking his hands into Teddy’s hair, the strands looking midnight blue in the wand light.
  • “Mm.” Teddy hummed, settling next to James, leaning against the railings of the tower, “How was your day, then?”
  • James seemed to shake himself out of his daze a bit, “Oh. Fine. Y’know. Your class is the best.” He laughed lightly, “Well I guess everyone favors Dark Arts now that you’re here… especially the girls.”
  • Teddy laughed, “Is that so?”
  • James tilted his head back against the railing, studying Teddy’s profile, grinning, “Mhm. Interested?”
  • “Well,” Teddy’s eyes flickered with amusement, “If you must know.” He mimicked James’ position so that their noses were inches apart and dropped his voice to a whisper, “There’s someone else.”
  • James raised an eyebrow in false obliviousness, “Is there now? Now I have to know more.”
  • Teddy smiled softly, “Where to start?” He bit his lip, eyes flickering over James’ face, “He’s wonderful… A terrible flirt, of course,” James snorted, and Teddy smiled before continuing, “but awfully handsome. He’s funny, he can brighten anyone’s day, I’m sure of it. And… he’s got these.. hazel eyes.” Teddy was back to biting his lip, mesmerized by the way James’ eyes looked like liquid gold in the soft blueish light, “I can’t get enough of them it seems…”
  • James swallowed thickly, his eyes fluttering, and Teddy realized how close they were, noses brushing.
  • “And his lips..” Teddy murmured softly, “no one should be allowed to have lips like that. All I can think about all day is kissing them, kissing him.” Teddy reached up, dragging his thumb softly across James’ bottom lip, “It’s obscene, really. How perfect he is.. How I can’t seem to get enough of him..” Teddy took a breath, “How much I love him…”
  • James let out a breath, his hand almost unconsciously coming to grip Teddy’s shirt, to hold onto something, “T..”
  • “It’s true.” Teddy let his palm cup James’ jaw, “It’s true, it’s insane. Fuck, it’s almost insane how much I love you-“
  • James’ grip tightened, his breathing quickened, “Say it again.”
  • “I love you.” Teddy’s hands moved to James’ hips in one swift motion, pulling him onto his lap, James’ knees on either side of his legs. James’s grip stayed tight as Teddy brushed their mouths together,
  • “I said I love you.”
  • “Fuck..’ James breathed, “I love you. I love you too, I love y-“
  • But his words were lost in Teddy’s kiss.
Okay but Hugo Weasley
  • Hugo Weasley who doesn’t like Quidditch, or chess, or studying.
  • Hugo Weasley who hates violence, scary films, and heights.
  • Hugo Weasley who feels alienated from his family, from a very young age, because he doesn’t share any of the same interests with any of his cousins, or his sister.
  • Hugo Weasley who, at age ten, is confronted by his Uncle Charlie at a family reunion, and learns all about his uncle’s job and the adventures he’s gone on.
  • Hugo Weasley who pmuch falls in love with dragons tbh and receives all of Charlie’s old textbooks and adventure books and fantasy novels and the like, and studies them intensely (much to his mothers dismay, and his father’s amusement).
  • Hugo Weasley who is promptly sorted into Hufflepuff upon his first year at Hogwarts, along with his cousin Lily Luna.
  • Hugo Weasley who studies Defense Against the Dark Arts, Herbology, and Charms intensely until his third year when he is able to take Care of Magical Creatures.
  • Hugo Weasley who never misses an opportunity to get extra credit with Hagrid, or help him with some of the animals in the Dark Forest, or learn more about the animals in which he loves to study.
  • Hugo Weasley who is very outspoken on the care of Magical Creatures, and speaking out against laws that are harmful to said Magical Creatures.
  • Hugo Weasley who constantly stands up for his mum when people are speaking out against her, and is constantly supporting his mum every time she passes a new law, or diminishes an old one; watching as she continuously helps people gain back their rights.
  • Hugo Weasley who is bullied by the students at Hogwarts for ‘being sorted in Hufflepuff’, and ‘his weird fascination with animals’.
  • Hugo Weasley who takes the bullying up until his fifth year when he finally allows his Granger temper to shine through, and uses a carefully placed stunning hex on the bullies (something he learned in Defense Against the Dark Arts, which he had previously intended only to use on animals), and receives two weeks detention with Hagrid in the Dark Forest (which was spent visiting Aragog’s children, and helping Hagrid gather plants for Professor Longbottom).
  • Hugo Weasley who ends up getting an essay of his published in the Quibbler for ‘a fascinating, and enlightening article about how smog and air impurities are having an affect on the creatures of the Wizarding World’.
  • Hugo Weasley who ends up writing a monthly article for the Quibbler, and eventually, the Daily Prophet, about rare Magical Creatures, various excavations done where the bones of an age-old Magical Creatures were found, or educational articles about how to care for them/i.e. help maintain their habitat; slowly making a name for himself (his pen name is Hugo Granger).
  • Hugo Weasley who graduates Hogwarts, not the top of his class, but with all E’s and O’s (and was the only one in his class to get straight O’s, all four years of taking Care of Magical Creatures). 
  • Hugo Weasley who becomes a dragon tamer, like his Uncle Charlie (who ends up becoming his superior) for five years, before going on archeological digs for any new insights on extinct Magical Creatures, before retiring and deciding to work at the Ministry of Magic, in the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures.
  • Hugo Weasley who continues to write articles in the Daily Prophet about the importance of keeping the environment clean so that Magical Creatures (as well as average creatures) are able to breed naturally, and that they might have a safe, clean place to reside, as well as telling various encounters he had with Dragons during his short time as a Dragon Tamer, as well as his his time on his digs.
  • Hugo Weasley who ends up writing another textbook for the Care of Magical Creatures Class, titled ‘The Wondrous Creatures of the Wizarding World; Both Past, and Present’, correcting mistakes that Newt Scamander had made in his ‘Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them’, while adding all the information he and other archaeologists collected over the past hundred years.
  • Hugo Weasley who is just a really freaking awesome character with so much potential and is just a smol child whom I must protect to the end of time, tbh????
Teddy Lupin Things
  • androgynous Teddy Lupin
  • pink hair tied up into a messy bun
  • glitter 
  • being addicted to hot cocoa (with marshmallows obviously)
  • being adopted by Harry and Draco Malfoy-Potter when he was five
  • always coming home for the Winter Hols with bags and bags of candy (not including the random pieces hidden inside his trunk and forgotten about in the pockets and folds of his clothing)  
  • everyone in the Malfoy-Potter house having an enormous sweet tooth (much to Aunt Hermione’s dismay) 
  • Harry coming home to the kitchen in shambles after Teddy and Draco decide to “bake”
  • baking a cake for his parent’s would-be anniversary 
  • taking the cake to Aunt Andromeda 
  • being just as clumsy as his mother
  • practicing on Harry’s old drum set at the most inconvenient hours of the day and night (much to Draco’s dismay)
  • starting a rock band with Victoire, the Lovegood twins, and Fred
  • starting an early career in journalism while still at Hogwarts 
  • carrying around an old muggle tape recorder on his person at all times so that he can annoy everyone with his constant unnecessary commentary and questions throughout the day ( “…and so Fred chewed his buttered toast with a strong jaw and the look of pure hunger in his eyes”, “how does it feel to be dating such a sexy chap, Victoire?”, “Lorcan’s face contorted into a less than interested scowl”, “why are you walking away from me Lorcan???”)
  • Draco and Harry keeping every scrap of writing Teddy ever wrote 
  • calling Draco “dad”
  • painting his dads’ nails when he was a kid, and now whenever he is feeling down
  • Victoire practically moving in to the Malfoy-Potter house after graduation
  • punk rock Victoire 
  • Draco and Harry not-so-subtly forcing them to move out due to “an excessive amount of love-making that no father should ever have to walk in on” 
  • working for the Quibbler before starting his own newspaper 
  • Teddy’s first published piece being his dads’ insane love story  
  • Draco and Harry framing their love story article from the Quibbler even though its mad and heavily embellished because its just soooo Teddy 
  • Draco and Harry being the best dads a kid could ask for, and Teddy being the sweetest, funniest, lovable-est kid around 
Surprising Facts About the Next Gen

Teddy cried when he got his first piercing and cried later when Andromeda initially disapproved.
Victoire could cook better than her grandmother (don’t tell Molly).
Molly only became a Healer for the money; she wanted to be a poet.
Lorcan didn’t believe half of the things his mother said.
Lysander understood wandlore, a feat unto itself.
Fred was a playwright.
James didn’t know that he was bullying.
Dominique didn’t regret what she did to people’s hearts, but she did regret not regretting it.
Rose was physically stronger than the vast majority of her cousins.
Albus liked the sound of his own name.
Alice was a mathematician.
Scorpius was ridiculously resourceful.
Roxanne hid the fact that she did ballet from the rest of her Quidditch team because she thought they’d think less of her for it.
Louis was a white falcon Animagus.
Matt often felt out of place in the Weasley Clan.
Hugo didn’t think very highly of his family, seeing them as incredibly ignorant when it came to most things, but of course he loved them just the same.
Lily hated cameras with a passion, as much as she loved attention.
Lucy wanted to be a painter before she realized she was no good.
Aramina could laugh even though she was magically mute.
Cepheus doesn’t hate Aramina.

anonymous asked:

Oh my GOD. 1 with Jeddy for the unrequited love ask. I'm sorry.

oh GOD

Every time James saw Teddy it got harder to hold in.

Every look, every smile Teddy sent his way,  even if it was all the way from the Hufflepuff table, the confession, the feelings, got harder to hold back. It got all the way to the point where James was literally swallowing the words and biting his tongue in an effort to respond with a ‘hello’ and not ‘I love you’ when Teddy bumped shoulders with him in the hallway. James can’t even think how he’s been getting through their Tuesday library “study” sessions. They never actually get any work done, and just end up sneaking sweets from the kitchens and, on this night as it was particularly warm, heading down to the lake and collapsing under the old tree there. And the words are on the tip of his tongue with every laugh that causes Teddy to squeeze his eyes shut and throw his head back.

They’re right there when they’re laying, shoulder brushing shoulder, in the grass, staring up at the infinite sky.

“This is probably one of my favorite things to do in the world.” Teddy sighed, lacing his fingers over his chest, “Just, how can someone look up at that, all those stars and not be… fucking amazed?”

James snorted, “Well I think you have enough enthusiasm about it to make up for a few people not caring.”

Teddy laughed, elbowing James softly in the side and shaking his head, “Sod off. It’s brilliant.” They lapsed into silence for a moment and James watched Teddy watch they sky. Teddy turned his head, fixing his eyes on James, “You love it don’t you, James?”

James swallowed, eyebrows raising and cheeks flushing slightly at how close Teddy was. He blinked a few times, “I..” And the words- the words are right theretherethere, “I love- you.”

Teddy sucked in his breath a little. He stared at James, James stared at Teddy. The summer night air suddenly felt too hot around James. And when Teddy let out the first laugh, it was practically suffocating him.

Teddy cooed at him, “Aw, Jamie, I love you too!” Teddy let out another laugh, eyes squeezing shut. James just laid there, looking at him, feeling like he wanted to sink right into the grass.

“Merlin. I wasn’t expecting you to say that.” He let out a few last laughs between words, looking back to James, “And the look on your face, talk about-“

James watched Teddy’s smile falter as, he was fairly sure, the look Teddy had seen was still written across his face. Only it was no doubt mixed with mortification.

“Real…” Teddy finished softly, smile dropping and being replaced by guilt and realization. He opened his mouth to say something a few times but never did.

James tore his eyes away, “I-“ He could barely get the words out of his throat, “sorry.”

Teddy sat up on his elbows, “I- Fuck. No, James-“

“No, I think that’s all there is too it.” James sat up too, facing away from Teddy and pretending to gather his cloak that he’d bunched on the grass as a pillow. His cheeks burned, his eyes burned, he wished he could burn.

He felt Teddy’s fingers against his shoulder and he stood up, “Please.” James said shortly, “I-“ James stooped, snatching up his cloak, “Let’s just-“


“Don’t, T. Teddy…“ He corrected himself.

Teddy stood too, pulse wild underneath his skin. He couldn’t stand the hunched way James was standing, the way his back was towards him. The way his hand was shaking at his side. He took a step forward when James let out a breath, but hesitated in touching him again.

“Please look at me,” he tried carefully, “James, I didn’t- I didn’t think-“

“Yeah, I know.” James’ hand raised to his face and Teddy knew he was rubbing at his eyes, his temples. He sighed, letting his hand drop. He still didn’t turn around, “I know and this really- really can’t get any worse for me right now so please, just-“

He made a motion, palm pushing out towards the ground.

Just don’t it said.

He left Teddy standing there under the tree, guilt eating him up inside and desperately wanting to call out his name.

little roxanne weasley things
  • Roxanne is in love with the smell of rain.
  • When she was younger, she’d always get in trouble for running outside in the pouring rain during the middle of dinner, and get splash in the mud puddles.
  • Sometimes when her mum was gone, or not paying attention, her dad would join in, too.
  • Her favorite thing in the whole world is the stars. She’ll stay awake almost the whole night, just to look out at the stars.
  • Her mum was beyond excited to teach her daughter Quidditch, hoping that she’d become a chaser like her, or a beater like her dad, but was disappointed to find that, although her daughter had talent, she had no interest in the sport.
  • [George almost cried.]
  • Instead, she’d steal her brother’s broom, and try and fly high enough to reach the stars.
  • Angelina had to then explain that the phrase, ‘Reach for the stars!’ was a metaphor.
  • Roxanne disagreed.
  • Roxanne, for the most part, had her head in the clouds.
  • She always carried around what everyone thought was a diary, but that theory was proven wrong when Fred (who, by the way, is a year and a half older than his sister), Louis, and James stole it, and found that the entire book (which was 250 pages long) was filled, almost to the brim, with constellations, sketches of the clouds, detailed portraits of birds, and (to their greed, and amusement,) prank ideas.
  • Fred went immediately to their father, and told him everything.
  • George was ecstatic.
  • Angelina just said “Not in the house,” and left it at that.
  • It was no surprise when later that year, Roxanne was sorted in Ravenclaw.
  • George and Angelina were disappointed that both of their children weren’t together in Gryffindor (as Fred had been sorted there the year before), but they were glad that she was in the house with her favorite cousin (Molly).
  • When Roxanne was home, Sunday was always ‘girls night’ for them - only that was all day. They’d do each other’s hair and makeup, and they’d go out to random Muggle villages and spend time at the bookstores or coffeeshops, or go shopping at the malls.
  • Roxanne was always interested in birds - as was Molly. They’d go into the woods and birdwatch for hours upon hours.


Fred II never told anyone what he saw except Roxanne. She couldn’t see it so she told him he was bonkers and that they would put him in St. Mungo’s. He didn’t always see it, only when it was just him and dad. George noticed his son staring in space and cackling one day and asked him what was so funny?

“I can’t tell you, you will put me in St. Mungo’s. ”

“Of course I won’t Freddie, why would you say that?”

“Roxie told me you would if you knew what I saw.”

“What do you see?”

“I see you. But with more hair and not so old. And way funnier. And he has three ears daddy. Two on his head and one in his pocket.”

“Does he have a name?” George choked out.

“Sure does. His name is Gred! Says he just comes around to keep an eye on his brother Forge.”

“Gred?” Asked George, his filled with tears but a mile on his face.

“Yep. He asked me to tell you something.”

“What did he say???”

“He says, I solemnly swear I am up to no good, St George!”