American Teen-the Sequel

Fred Oliver Weasley

If you were to describe Fred's personality and hobbies to someone, they wouldn't know which Fred you were talking about. The two are creepily similar. Almost as if the original Fred was reincarnated into Fred II. Sure, Fred II was born a few years later. But what is time to spirits anyways?

It was a pretty easy decision to name him Fred. As George's twin and one of my best friends, Fred deserved to be remembered and his legacy to live on. And it's infinitely better than Albus Severus. What a horrific name. Personally, I think that's why Snape was so rude all the time. With a name like Severus, your family really is just setting you up for failure. 

Anyways, Fred was an absolute joy to have in our lives. To anyone else, he would be a complete nuisance due to his pranking. What can I say? George and I raised them well.  Hogwarts is going to have their hands full with these three. Teddy's in his last year, so he has nothing to lose. And he's dead set on living up to his adopted father and uncle's legacy. He claims he might even pull a Weasley. Mae, while appearing docile, has more brain cells than the other two combined. Her pranks are sneaky and calculated. We know she's behind them. But she never gets caught. And Fred is eleven and named after one of the best pranksters to ever live. It's self-explanatory. 

By now most families were used to this particular part of the Weasley clan causing absolute chaos on the train platform. Today it was Fred. "When I get to Hogwarts, I'm going to learn so many spells. I'm gonna be all blach blach bow chicka pow bam boom blamo" He accented every word with a special little kick or karate chop. A little pizazz. 

"Do we unknowingly give our kids cocaine for breakfast every day?" I whispered into George's ear. 

"What's cocaine?" He whispered back. I sent him a look of disbelief. 

"How can you claim you were the party king of Hogwarts if you don't know what cocaine is?"

"I was the party king of Hogwarts!" 

"Not without cocaine you weren't" Not that I've ever tried it. (don't do drugs kids) Nor do I have plans to. But I like teasing George. Marriage is fun. 

"What is it? A beverage? A spell? A party game? A party trick?" 

"Mom! Am I really going to have to fight a troll?" I breathed a sigh of relief. Fred's interruption means I get a break from George's guesses. 

"Now who told you that?"

"Teddy." I looked up at my oldest son. He just shrugged. "And Mae." With a pleasant look of surprise I glanced over to my only daughter, who looked incredibly smug at having convinced Fred that he was going to fight a troll. George bit his lip to hold back his laughter. He and Fred the first had played a similar trick on Ron back in their days. 

"Of course not honey. You can just come home instead." Fred's eyes grew to the size of George's ego. 

"But-But I don't want to go home!" Fred cried. 

"Then you'll have to fight the troll."

Fred became very pensive. Then he stuck out his little chest and declared, "Then I'll just have to fight the troll."

George wrapped his arm around my shoulder. "Wow. We might finally have a Gryffindor."

"Hey! There's nothing wrong with Hufflepuff!" Mae and Teddy cried in unison. 

"That's just what they tell you to make you feel better about yourself." George told them. I smacked his arm. 

"George! Hufflepuff is easily the second best house there. Not the bar is very high with it's competition."