Enchanted [Fred Weasley]

Twenty-Five

"Alright, what did you need to tell me?" Grace asked once her and Reese entered Grace's bedroom. Reese threw her bag on Grace's bed and turned to face her best friend.

"I have an idea."

"Oh no."

"So, when the school year starts–since I missed so much–I say we light fireworks then I make a grand entrance just so the professors will know that I am back and I'm not going down so easily!"

"Reese, no."

"Why?"

"We'll get expelled. Then you'll be going down again."

"Crap."

"Nice idea though."

"Yeah, it was pretty good, wasn't it?"

"Indeed."

"Fred and George told me you three got along."

"Besides me chucking a bucket at their head, everything went well." Reese laid down on the bed.

"Remember how you thought we'd tear apart the school? Well, the school is still standing."

"Oh please, I spent more time with the twins than you did."

"Did you?"

"Yes, because you were petrified half the year."

"I'm aware of that."

"Would you girls like some peanut butter and jelly?" Ben asked coming into the room. Reese sat up.

"Unless I want to die, I think I'll pass Mr. Kellner." Reese told him. Ben had a puzzled look on his face.

"Dad, Reese is allergic to peanut butter!"

"Oh, right! I'm so sorry Reese."

"Don't worry about it. My little cousin tried to kill me with peanut butter." The two Kellners looked at Reese. "Long story." Reese waved her hand like it was nothing.

"Alright, well would you girls like anything else?" Ben asked.

"No thank you dad, we're fine." Ben nodded. Reese looked at Grace, her eyes narrowed.

"I wanted a snack."

• • •

"Don't tell me she's her daughter." The dark haired woman crossed her legs and put her fingers on her temples.

"I don't know, I never asked her mothers name." The boy replied.

"What does she look like?"

"Honey colored hair, sort of curly, she has grey eyes."

"And she's a Ravenclaw?"

"Yes."

"She must be Anna Kellner's daughter!"

"You don't know that!"

"Oh please, curly honey colored hair, grey eyes, Ravenclaw? She likes to get in a little trouble at times too, right?"

"Well, yeah"

"I knew it! She must be Ben and Anna's perfect daughter. Of course she has to look like Anna. Filthy little girl."

"You don't even know her!" The woman stood up to face her son.

"I don't care if I don't know her! If she's a Kellner I don't want you around her!"

"Mother!"

"Enough, Lewis! I do not want you dating her! That's final! Now, go get washed up for dinner."

"I wasn't asking your permission to date her!" Sylvia Henderson's eyes widened.

"Excuse me?"

"I don't need your permission! You're not the one dating her! And how can you still hate a woman who's dead? Especially her daughter who you've never met!"

Kyla listened to the fight from her room. Her mother would yell then Lewis would yell back. All of this for a girl. The girl who always carried a journal and the girl who resembled her late mother. Then another voice broke in.

"What is going on!" Lewis and Sylvia looked towards the other person. Leo Henderson stood in the doorway looking at his wife and son.

"I return from work and find you two bellowing at each other!"

"Your son is dating Anna Kellner's daughter!"

"Honey, that's nothing to get upset about."

"Leo! It's Anna Kellner. Or you may remember her as Anna Douglas. The Ravenclaw?"

"Yes I know who she is! And just because you hated her doesn't mean you should hate her daughter."

"But–" Leo walked up and rested his hands on Sylvia's shoulders.

"Give it a chance. Lewis seems very protective over the girl which must mean he's happy. Don't split the two apart just because of an old hatred. Move on and give the two a chance." Sylvia looked at her son who was looking at her with pleading eyes.

"If she makes you happy, then I guess I'll have to deal it. Doesn't mean I like it though."