"I come bearing gifts!" said Charlie opening the door to The Burrow, the lot following behind him.
The Weasley parents, Sirius and Remus turned around from the conversation they were having.
"You mean pictures or the kids?" asked Sirius laughing.
"I said gifts, of course it is the pictures. And Bee." he said earning a groan from everyone.
"How does it feel to be the favourite of 4 Weasleys?" Fred whispered to her.
"Four?" she asked in return.
"Mum, George, Charlie and me." Fred smiled at her.
"Hey I'm not Molly's favourite, but glad to know I'm yours." she smirked at a now blushing Fred.
"Please she would adopt you if given half the chance!"
They exchanged their hellos and Molly dragged all of them to the living room, excited to look at the pictures Charlie had taken to say the least. First it was Ginny's turn, the youngest of the bunch just wanting lo leave upstairs and never come back down again.
"Ginny dear look at you all grown up!" Molly gushed.
"Mum please..."
"Oh my little baby girl! Did you have fun? Did Neville treat you right? Was he a good dancer?"
"Godric... Yes, yes, and surprisingly, he is an amazing dancer."
"Well he better be, he had great teachers." Fred chimed in.
"And so did Harry and Ron, apparently." George said smirking.
"I say we did a rather good job, didn't we Freddie?" Bee smiled at him.
"I'd say so, yeah!" he smiled back.
"Do you have any pictures of Bee, Charlie?" asked Sirius from the sofa.
He passed him a little stack of pictures, leaving one behind and passing it to Freddie, who very quietly slipped upstairs and put it inside his sketchbook. Sirius had tears in his eyes, just like Molly.
"Here we go again" whispered Remus, already going to the kitchen to get some chocolate.
"Look at you, Bee" Sirius said choking a sob. "So beautiful. Look Remus!"
Sirius held one of the candid pictures, Bee was simply laughing. Her face was painted with joy. Charlie passed one to Molly, this one a candid of Bee and Fred dancing, their faces looking like little kids on Christmas morning.
"Look mum" said Fred pointing at his tie. "We were matching!"
"Did Fred treat you right?" asked Remus, very seriously to his niece.
"He was a gentleman, uncle Moony."
Sirius looked at his daughter, she looked so much like his late lover. He had never liked to speak about Bee's mother after her death at the hands of Voldemort. She was a Spanish muggle called Ane Arabella López. They would see each other at Kings Cross whenever he had to board the Hogwart's Express. By age 14 he decided that he was going to introduce himself, and by 16 they started dating. Sirius loved the woman with his life, and she was quickly accepted by the Marauders and friends. When they finally got engaged, no one on Sirius' side of the family attended the wedding, just his friends. Ane learned about the Wizarding world and Sirius learnt about muggles (and Spanish). Bee was the first child of the clan (not counting the Weasleys), so James and Remus had spoiled her the second they had met. When Lilly got pregnant with Harry they knew the two of them would grow up to be like siblings. That was the plan anyway. The night Harry's parents were killed, Ane happened to be in the house. And she was the first one to die. From that second on, his daughter Arabella was just Bee, not being able to handle the sound of his dead wife's middle name. And it just stuck.
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Sunflower. [F. W]
FanfictionIn which Fred Weasley is utterly in love with the girl obssesed with sunflowers. It gets better as you read along! WARNING: This book contains drug use, alcohol intake, touchy subjects and smut. Also it will not be following the original HP plot...