Fred II was walking along, one day, at Hogwarts, and he saw a painting. It looked modern, and so he went up to it to observe it. It was of the new Order. The one from his Dad's generation. All his aunts and uncles were in it...but there was a mistake.
There were two of his dad. Two people like his Dad...
No.
Fred. It was his uncle. It was the original Fred.
"Fred." Fred II whispered.
"Namesake." Fred I said cheerily.
"Does my dad know this is here?"
"George? I doubt it. But let me tell you boy, you have to keep him happy. He promised me but that isn't enough. You need to do all that is in your power."
"I will Sir."
"I'm not Sir. I'm Uncle Fred. Just because you don't know me very well doesn't mean you call me Sir. I'm not like that. Ask your ad to explain about me. All the things we did, and why. You need to know the truth, Fred." And with that, Fred I departed, disappearing from the picture.
When Fred II reached the common room, he got out his parchment and started to write.
Dad,
Tell me the truth about Fred. Your brother, not me. Tell me the truth, that's what he would want. I know you have told me the abridged version, but I need to know it all.
Fred.
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Harry Potter Next Generation Headcanons
FanfictionHarry Potter next generation headcanons - what I think should/will happen. I have read cursed child and will not be using all of the stuff from it; it is just my ideas with also some other people's mixed in there.
