I've had this idea in my head for some time now, told through the eyes of the Weasley Women. And I can't promise I'll continue this or that I will finish it. I suppose it depends on how much the idea keeps digging at me and whether or not you all enjoy it (hint-hint).

...oooOOOooo...

Angelina Weasley looked at the outbox on her desk and wondered how in the world she had achieved so much work in one day. Especially with England competing in the Quidditch World Cup in two month's time. Even though it was taking place in Brazil, the Department of Magical Games and Sports had plenty to prepare for their team.

She felt both relieved and disappointed that she would be out for the event. But with the little bludger due in the next few weeks, she wouldn't be able to make the trip in any case. She felt as if she were ready to pop and ready to begin her leave. The last couple of weeks were hard on her and there was so much to be done at home.

As she tidied her desk to leave until after the baby was born, an department memo came flying into the office from the flap door near the ceiling.

"Angelina, dear, please do not leave your office until Hermionie comes to fetch you - Love Arthur."

Her father-in-law never sent her a memo unless it was work related (and this certainly didn't feel work related). Plus, their departments rarely intersected and when she did receive one from his office.

The note also looked like it was written quickly. Luckily, Angelina didn't have to wait long for her sister-in-law to arrive though she felt uneasy by her somber face.

"What is it? What's happened?" Angelina didn't wait for Hermionie to close the door.

"So you haven't heard," Hermionie bucked up her courage. "There's a rumor, I suppose more than a rumor...a report that Fred has been found. Alive.

"Fred Fred, not Freddie Fred," Hermionie had to clarify. She could only imagine what Angelina would be thinking, perhaps many of the things that were haunting her, let alone thinking it could be little Freddie. "Arthur and Percy are trying to sort it all out. He didn't want you to hear it as gossip."

"How...Where..." Angelina could barely function.

"I don't know," Hermionie's voice cracked. "I happened to catch Arthur in the lift. He mentioned something about Hogwarts, but he was absolutely distraught," which was very strange. Even in some of the worst moments of their family, Arthur Weasley was strong and ready to do whatever it took to keep his family safe and sound. "I think he headed to the auror offices when he asked me to catch you. He wanted us to stay here until he knew more," she kept talking not knowing what else to do. "What a time for Harry to be in Romania..."

Angelina had stopped listening. It was a horrible time in her life after the war. There had been so many friends lost. So much to rebuild.

She had always been fond of both the Weasley twins, and when she heard of Fred's death she was devastated. Even more so by the thought that George had been left alone. It was what brought them together, it was the reason why Freddie was named after his heroic uncle, it was the reason why her husband would work himself to death to keep their business alive, it was the reason for everything she now had.

...oooOOOooo...

It was nearly an hour, but felt like days, before Percy came to Angelina's office to update them on the situation. His face was pale and his horn-rimmed glasses weren't quite straight on his nose.

Angelina and Hermionie both stood silently, holding hands, waiting for the verdict.

"The reports of Fred Weasley's death have been greatly exaggerated," he repeated words obviously spoken by his brother.