Written for the livejournal community, nextgen_drabble, with the prompt "Sometimes I feel my name isn't..." for the characters Lily Luna Potter and Fred Weasley II. I amazingly won the vote and got a pretty banner. :D
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters you recognize nor am I making profit off of this. Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling and I'm just a poor college student.
Fred stared at the photo of his dad and his late uncle and wondered what would be happening at that moment if Uncle Fred were still alive. He often found himself staring at this picture because it showed how happy they could be at the height of the second war. Even with George's missing ear, Fred smiled at the sight of dad laughing so hard that he had to hold his stomach. And, of course, Uncle Fred was enjoying the sight as he laughed along with his beloved twin.
Little footsteps walked by Fred's bedroom and he heard them coming closer. Turning around, he stared into the warm brown eyes of his cousin Lily, whose red hair was tied back in a ponytail and her freckled face was redder than its usual warm peach. She had obviously just been playing Quidditch with the rest of their cousins, but Fred had opted to stay out of the game seeing as he was recovering from a broken arm.
Lily smiled her pearly white, toothy smile and walked over to her cousin, sitting beside him on his bed and looking at the picture. "That's a good picture of them," she said softly, placing her freckled hand over his rough mocha colored one.
"Dad let me have it after he caught me staring at it so much." He lovingly and carefully placed the picture back on his bedside table.
Lily nodded in understanding. "Dad let me have the picture of Grandma Lily with her Head Girl badge last year," she said with a soft chuckle. "I think he was trying to tell me that he'd like me to idolize her more than James."
"Of course, you're his baby girl."
Lily let out a frustrated sigh. "Fred…" she threatened, balling up her abnormally large fist. She hated being called a baby; she was turning fifteen in three weeks!
Fred held is arms up defensively and laughed softly. Lily always tried to look as menacing as her mum, but it just made her look younger, which obviously wasn't her intention. "Sorry, sorry."
Lily gently nudged his arm, glad that it wasn't the one trying to heal, and cracked a small smile.
"I should really take pointers from you," Lily said. "Feel like being my tutor for the next two years?" She batted her eyelashes and pouted prettily.
Fred let out a dramatic sigh; no one could ever say no to Lily Luna Potter's infamous pout. "Fine, but only if you promise to help me during my healer training," he said before they both shared a hearty laugh.
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