Roxanne may have only been three but she understood it all perfectly well.
"Why don't you play with Albus and Rose, Roxi?" Her mother said gently to her pointing to the two two-year olds.
But Roxanne didn't want to play with baby Al and Rosie. They were just dumping her off like always. Vic had Teddy, and Domi had Luce, and Fred, her brother, had James. The parents wanted her to look after the babies so they could gush over the two more that were on their way.
But Roxanne wanted to play with her brother and cousin James. They didn't want her though; they never did.
They had each other.
Yes, Roxanne may have been three but she understood it perfectly well. And she wasn't going to take it.
"But I Want To Play With THEM!" Roxanne yelled her face as red as her hair, and her mother jumped back as a cup on the table went flying across the room almost hitting her.
All in the room starred at Roxanne, Grandma Weasley trying to calm her heart down.
"Now Roxi, come on," Her father spoke, trying to reason it out, though excited at his daughters first show of magic.
"NO!" Roxanne shouted, shaking her head. Suddenly the door to the burrow burst open and a gush of wind came in, sending things flying.
"Roxi, be reasonable," Her father tried once more, no longer liking where it seemed to be going. Three her age may have been, and her first signs of magic, her brother having not yet even doing so, it seemed to be quite strong for her age.
"NO! I WON'T PLAY WITH THE BABIES!" Roxanne yelled her temper reaching the maximum point as the cupboards burst open and things were sent flying across the room. Many crashes were heard, and many people ducked just in time.
"Roxanne Isabella Weasley!" Her mother yelled at her gaining a stern voice as she grabbed her daughter by the arms.
Roxanne glared at her mother, and suddenly all the chairs were pushed back against the walls making all the children having to move to avoid getting hit, and Roxanne's mother was thrown off of her.
"OK, you can play with us!" Fred suddenly yelled above all the noise.
The door closed, cutting off the wind, the cupboards closed things no longer flying across the room, and all was suddenly deadly quite.
"Let's go then," Roxanne said with a smile, leading them out of the kitchen. The other two followed silently.
The rest left behind observed the mess and thought of the little red headed girl that had caused it.
"She's defiantly got your temper mom," George finally said, not believing what his little girl had done.
"She's a Flame," Teddy muttered to Victoire, having given the girl a new nickname.
"Well, good luck with that one," Percy said before they began to clean up the mess caused by an angry three year old.
I've mentioned in more than one story (that are no way related to one another) that Roxanne's first sign's of magic were a magical temper tantrum - I also mentioned the nickname of Teddy's. Just thought I'd write it out. Somebody also mentioned me writing of some things that happened before school - as that is when most next gen ones are set, and I do have a few ideas...
