M A R S H. // Bill Weasley ♡

☾year one ⥋ holiday break 1989☾

"Dad!" Frankie yelled, practically falling out of the train before it had stopped. She stumbled out once it finally did, dropping her bag, the Weasley boys close behind her. Raspberry croaked from her robe chest pocket out of sheer fear. 

"Frankie! Oh, happy Christmas!" He shouted back as he lifted her from the ground, spinning her around. "How are you, my dear?" Mr. Marsh gave her a large kiss on the cheek. 

"Terrific!" She exclaimed, hugging him once again. Bill took it upon himself to pick up Frankie's large luggage bag off the station floor, mostly so no one would trip over it. 

"Here you are Frankie," Bill smiled sweetly. "Hello Mr. Marsh, Bill Weasley, a pleasure to meet you," he held out his hand to shake, which Mr. Marsh gladly took after he let Frankie slip from his grip. 

"Hello Bill Weasley it's a -" 

"Hello Mr. Marsh," Fred interrupted the twins pushing in front of Bill to look up at Frankie's father. "I'm Fred Weasley and this is my brother, George. Can Frankie come over during the holiday. You see we're in a critical state of developing our new stink bombs and we need her help," Fred explained in a very adult tone. 

"Fred," Bill used his Head Boy and oldest brother tone. "I'm sorry Mr. Marsh, we've all grown a liking to Francesca, Fred and George especially as you can tell," Bill tried to pull Fred aside. The other Weasley boys and Frankie could tell Bill was trying to be as polite as possible when he used Frankie's full name. "These are my other brothers, Charlie and Percy," he introduced. 

Before Mr. Marsh could greet them all or register how many red-headed boys he was greeted with a loud female voice rang in the distance. "Bill! Charlie!" Everyone turned to see a plump red-headed woman and a lanky man beside her with matching hair. "Darlings!" They had two other children with them, a few years younger than Frankie. She assumed this was the Ron and Ginny she heard so much about. 

"And that would be our parents and the last two little devils," Bill braced himself for the bear hug he received from his mother. "Hiya mum," he copied the kiss she gave him on the cheek. Bill continued to introduce everyone, losing track of who knew who. 

"The Marshes just live a few hills over from us Mum," Charlie added once Bill was done introducing everyone. 

"Oh how wonderful!" Mrs. Weasley exclaimed, wrapping Frankie in a tight hug. "You'll have to come visit won't you?" Fred and George high-fived each other subtly. 

Frankie talked her father's ear off as they drove home, and it was a very long ride home. She talked about how much she was enjoying herself at Hogwarts, Gryffindor, her classes, the Weasleys. She failed to mention how often she snuck off at night with Fred and George. He didn't need to know about that, or about the Marauders Map they had found (it took them about two weeks to figure it out after they stole it). 

Frankie hadn't realized how much she had truly missed home. It felt like a breath of fresh air as she entered the house. She was happy to be home with her father and sleep in her own bed. Even if it was only for a couple of weeks. And it didn't take long for her, or Mr. Marsh to visit the Weasley's. Their house was absolutely marvelous, better and cozier than any house she had ever seen. She spent the majority of her time there over the holiday, her dad joined her as well. He loved helping Mr. and Mrs. Weasley around the house, he didn't have to clean much with just the one child. Made him feel useful, he said. 

Frankie even got to spend the night after Christmas, Frankie, Fred, and George spent most of the day eating sweets and drafting up new ideas for candy inspired tricks. Candies to make you sick, to skip class of course, candies to make you levitate, and candies to grow hair at a much quicker rate. None of them had the skills to actually make them, but they enjoyed themselves nonetheless. Frankie even enjoyed hanging out with the rest of the Weasley clan, she liked Ron and Ginny despite Fred and George's distaste.