Enchanted [Fred Weasley]

Twenty-Nine

"Ha, six!" Reese cried, a smile on her face. Concentrating, Grace tossed the rock a few times in her hand before skipping it.

"Six, seven, eight, Grace wins." Aspen acknowledged. Grace turned to Reese with a taunting smile.

"Ha, ha, ha!" Reese crossed her arms and stuck her tongue out at Grace, who did the same thing.

"And mum says were immature." George whispered to Fred, slightly shaking his head.

"You two are!" Reese called out with a handful of rocks.

"Reese," Ashton warned, "put the rocks down!" Not taking her eyes of Ashton, Reese chucked the rocks into the lake water.

"You know, this doesn't feel like a birthday anymore. It feels more like 'how long can we go without Reese killing someone'?" Grace joked, Reese gave her a smile.

"One hour!" Reese shouted happily, her face then became serious as she turned to Ashton. "Run, ashes, RUN!"

"What did I ever do to you?" Ashton screamed as Reese chased him. The other four teens burst into laughter.

Grace brushed the hair out of her face as the small breeze blew it back. She watched as Ashton ran as quick as he could to stay away from Reese. Her grey eyes seemed soft and didn't storm with ideas. For once, Grace wasn't thinking about her spells or school.

"You know what I just realized?" Grace spoke.

"That Reese might kill me!" Ashton cried as he ran by.

"No! I'll be the first one to be able to use magic out of school!"

Reese stopped chasing Ashton and looked at Grace.

"No fair. I have to wait till March third!"

"I have to wait till May fifteenth!" Aspen shouted back.

"October twenty-first losers!" Ashton yelled, laughing.

"I'll still be first!" Grace shouted, raising her hand. Aspen sighed.

"We get it Grace, you're old!"

• • •

"She's knackered." Emily chuckled as she looked at Grace, who was passed out on the couch.

"Turning sixteen does drain you." Ben replied with a small smile.

"Soon she'll have grey hair like us." Ben put his hand over his heart.

"Grey hair? It's not grey hair, it's just slightly discolored hair!" Ben remarked. Emily rolled her eyes at him.

"Quit denying it, you're old!"

Grace awoke around five in the morning on the couch. A blanket draped over her body. She sat up at rubbed her eyes. Yawning, she got up and returned to her bed. Crawling under the covers, she quickly fell back asleep.

• • •

"Grace, come say goodbye to Emily!" Ben shouted. Grace set down her journal and hurried down the stairs.

"Leaving already?" Grace asked Emily.

"Sorry dear, but I have work." Grace walked up and hugged her aunt.

"Thank you for coming."

"Always a pleasure."

"Bye Emily."

"Bye Grace." Emily gave Grace and Ben one last hug before leaving.

"You seem tired." Ben teased, lightly shoving his daughter.

"I guess turning sixteen is exhausting."

"How about next year we invite everyone over a few days after so you can prank them all with magic."

"The fact that you're telling me to do this is astonishing."

"I'm the fun parent!"

"Mum was a fun parent."

"Not as fun as me."

"More mature." Ben rolled his eyes.

"Everyone is more mature than me, Grace. Do yo not know this by now?" Grace laughed.

"Trust me dad, I know. Professor McGonagall says your still a handful and you're done with school."

"She thinks I'm letting my legacy die? Oh please! The only legacy the died was my Quidditch legacy." Ben laughed so hard he had to sit down.

"Mum said you only played for a couple years." Ben smiled.

"She's right, only one year though. I played in my fourth year, I was a chaser along side second year Florence Anderson, a friend of your mothers."

"Mum knew her?"

"Yes, Florence was an extremely fast runner. Just as fast and competitive on a broom."

"Why did you quit?"

"At the end of the season, I was knocked off my broom. Florence threw the quaffle and flew after me. She reached for me, but I was hit by a Bludger. It broke my arm and once I hit the ground I suffered a sprung ankle, four broken ribs, and a severe concussion." Grace grimaced.

"It's like Professor McGonagalls injury, but worse." Ben nodded.

"James Potter became chaser the next year. Him and Florence made a great duo."

"Where's Florence now?"

"I don't know actually. I'm sure she's become a great woman though. If you ever meet her, tell her to run. You'll be amazed by her speed."

A/N
Sorry this took so long to get out. I kept trying to write a birthday scene so instead I cut that out and include more of Ben's history......and history with Florence ;)