Coming Home

Reunited With Ron

Ron's day had been pretty normal. But then that stranger showed up. George had started acting really weird and his brother and the stranger seemed to have a conversation with their eyes. It was kind of creepy and it reminded Ron a lot of when Fred and George seemed to do the same thing. When the two had started laughing like some maniacs, Ron left, confused and saddened.

Then George had insisted that some random kid get products for free. Ron didn't complain, but he did want to know why.

"Excuse me," a little girl asked him, "Do you have any more Fainting Fancies? There is none on the shelves."

"I'll go check," Ron assured the girl and her mother, before heading toward the storage room. He then remembered that George and the stranger were in there.

"Hey George," Ron started as he opened the door. "I was just wondering about--" Ron stopped, for staring at him were two pairs of identical eyes. Upon a closer look, two identical men were staring at him. George and someone who looked just like George. Fred, but how? "What?"

"Hi Ron," The two-eared George said.

"Why don't you have a seat," one-eared George said, conjuring up a chair.

"We have some things to talk about."

Ron's eyes widened and he shook his head. George one and two were finishing each other's sentences. 

"Please," Both George's said, before turning and grinning at each other. Ron blanched. It was just like Fred and George.

Ron sat down in the chair and looked back and forth between the two George's. He put his attention on the one with two ears.

"Who are you?" Ron demanded, pulling out his wand. "What kind of sick prank is this? Are you Teddy?"

"Who's Teddy," two-eared George looked to the other one.

"Professor Lupin's son," one-eared George said, like talking to a mirror version of himself was normal. It hadn't been normal for George in a long time though. "He's a metamorphmagus."

"That's cool!"

"What is going on here?" Ron tried again.

"It's me Ron," Two-eared George said quietly. "I know it's hard to believe but it really is me."

"W-who," Ron heard the stutter in his voice. It was impossible.

"Fred." 

"No!" Ron stood up and staggered back. "That's not possible." George and Fred stood up as well.

"I'm sorry Ronniekins," Fred said. "But I'm back and I'm not leaving again."

"Leaving?! You're dead!" Ron yelled, tears coming into his eyes. "I saw your body." Both men across from him grew sad. Ron turned to the twin he knew was real. "George, you can't believe him."

"I do Ron and I'm not jumping to conclusions. I knew it was Fred the moment I saw him." Ron was looking back and forth in disbelief.

"How?"

The twins took turns telling Ron the story, Fred said most of it. When it was over, George looked at Ron with pleading eyes and Fred's were guilty.

"Bloody Hell," Ron rubbed his eyes. "I believe you, but if this is a prank, I'm warning you, I will murder you George." 

"Well good thing it's not a prank then," George smirked.

 Ron stood up and embraced Fred. "Cheer up mate. I can't stand seeing Fred Weasley without a smile." 

Fred put on his biggest and over the top smile, and George copied him. The joy was visible on all three Weasley's faces and they all embraced again in a three way hug.

"It's so good to see you guys again!" Fred whispered, but it was clearly heard by the other two.

"Don't get all sentimental on us now Gred, I might start crying again." George pulled away from the hug and stood back.

"Fred, when you do decide to reveal yourself to everyone else, just know that Mom is going to kill you," Ron chuckled as fear filled Fred's face.

"You're right! But I'm not ready for that yet. This is enough for now."

"Oh shoot!" Ron said. "I totally forgot about why I came in here! Do we have any Fainting Fancies?"

George stood up and walked through the shelves until he found the desired product. He started to hand them to Ron.

"Wait," Fred intervened. "Can I restock the shelves? It'll really help this sink in for me. I'll pretend to be you." Smirks grew on the twins faces at the idea of a prank. Ron knew that they could switch places again and knew they would take full advantage of that.

George conjured up an ugly looking hat for Fred to cover up his ears and transfigured his clothes to match the employee robes. He practically pushed Fred and Ron out the door along with the fainting fancies.

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Fred walked back into the main part of Weasley's Wizard Weasleys and the memories and nostalgia returned. He tried to shrug it off but it was difficult. 

Right now he was not himself, he was George Weasley. Just this thought brought a huge smile to his face.

'Okay, the shelves for the fancies are over by the cash register,' George was talking to Fred through their minds. They had never told anyone about this ability, and it was a great advantage for school or pranks. Even now, it felt so natural. He felt a pang of jealousy that he didn't know where anything was in his own shop. It was just a reminder that everything had changed.

Fred walked to the correct shelf and put the fainting fancies there. As he turned around his eyes met Ron's. His little brother's eyes lit up and his grin grew wider.

"That's a really ugly hat dad!" Fred didn't recognize the voice and turned to see three little kids. One had tan skin and black hair, but he had the same facial features as the twins. Fred was sure that this was George's son. Another boy had brown hair and brown eyes, but other than that looked a whole lot like Harry Potter. As Fred looked closer he recognized the boy's eyes as Ginny's. The third had blond hair and Fred could tell he was at least part veela.

'That's Fred, James and Loius,' George said. 'Your nephews.'

"You don't like my hat?" Fred asked, a fake appalled look on his face. "It has the WWW logo on it!"

"It's ugly Uncle George!" James laughed and Fred II nodded his head fervently.

"If you make fun of my hat one more time I will conjure one up for you to wear!" Fred mock yelled and pulled out his wand, knowing full well that he pretty much forgot how to do magic.

The three boys screamed and ran to the other side of the store. Fred laughed and could hear George laughing along with him.

'I'm coming back. I don't want to give myself away yet.'

Fred went to the storage room and was met with an exact mirror image of himself. George was wearing identical robes and even a matching hat. Without that obvious lack of ear, it was easy to pretend that they were the same person again.

"I'm still better looking." Fred said and the two laughed again.

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