1. Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor am I making any profit from this fanfiction. Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling, who thankfully allows others to play in her universe.

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3. Cover Art: The cover art was done by Pirrip at .com.

4. Summary: Roxanne Weasley, daughter of George Weasley, thought that all she had to worry about once she turned eleven was avoiding her brother Fred's pranks, working up the courage to occasionally talk to someone outside the family, and learning magic. But when she doesn't receive her Hogwarts letter, Roxanne has a lot more to deal with. Squib law states, she has to go to Muggle school!

This is a next generation Harry Potter fanfiction. I hope you enjoy, happy reading!

Chapter 1 The Missing Letter

On platform 9 and 3/4, Roxanne Weasley paid close attention as the scarlet steam engine pulled into the station. Next year, she would be one of the students pouring off the train. Was it okay to immediately run to your parents? Yes, two Hufflepuff girls did just that. Was it okay to hug your parents now you were old enough to attend Hogwarts? Yes, though it seemed like most of the hugs were given by the parents. Roxanne relaxed and found herself imagining hopping off the train. With a list of new ideas for products Dad could sell in Weasley Wizard Wheezes. Mum would hug her saying how proud they were. Her best friend would wave and remind her to write.

George Weasley squeezed Roxanne's shoulder. "Excited to see your brother?"

"I'm excited to give him a piece of my mind," Angelina Jonson now Weasley said.

But Roxanne knew Mum didn't mean it, she smiled up at Dad who winked at her. Still smiling she added Fred to her daydream. He was proudly telling Dad about the prank she helped him with, Mum was shaking her head just like she was doing now.

Fred Weasley II, who just finished his third year at Hogwarts, bolted out of a carriage closely followed by James Potter, another cousin, and Fred's best mate.

"Dad! We won the Quidditch Cup!" Fred yelled as Dad caught him in a hug.

Mum smiled, "we know dear."

"What? How?"

"Some of the cousins actually write letters home," Roxanne told Fred, before hugging him.

"I wrote," Fred insisted.

"With all the pranks you and James pulled I'm surprised you had any time to write at all." Mum tried to look upset while ruffling Fred's red hair.

"Yes, he helped James settle in a little too well," Harry Potter said, coming over one arm around James' shoulder the other around Albus'.

Roxanne suddenly became aware of the people watching their group. She inched closer to Mum.

"I sure did," Fred said proudly. "James now holds the Hogwarts record for most detentions during first year."

"Fred!" the three adults exclaimed.

"I know! No one thought it was possible to beat my record."

James was oddly quiet. Roxanne focused on him, now realizing Fred was providing the distraction. And, oh no, it looked like she and Albus were the targets. Roxanne tried to catch Albus' eye to warn him while also keeping an eye on Fred and James. She didn't want to get pranked when so many people were watching.

"The art of a good prank is not getting caught," Dad said, causing Uncle Harry to laugh and Mum to tut.

"No, it's to surprise," James said, as he threw something at Albus.

At the same time, Fred threw something at Roxanne.

Roxanne, on high alert, managed to dodge the object, which splattered yellow paint on a pillar. But unlike paint, it spread and evened out to cover the whole pillar.

Roxanne turned to see Albus spluttering, covered in green paint. As he opened his mouth to yell at James, Roxanne saw even the inside of his mouth was green. If he hid in a tree no one would be able to find him. Everyone around them was laughing.

Dad, not one to waste an opportunity, called, "New color explosions, in all primary house colors. Found exclusively at Weasley Wizard Wheezes."

Roxanne remembered Dad telling her about them, apparently, the paint took a while to dry. She waved to get Albus' attention and mimed hugging James. Albus frowned, but did it anyway. James pushed him away, but it was too late he was now as green as his brother.

"I thought you said you were sorted into Gryffindor?" Albus said as he raised one green eyebrow at James, who stuck out a green tongue.

"Too bad you dodged, you look good in yellow." Fred grinned at her, "Miss me?"

Roxanne eyed him, in case he had another color explosion, "maybe." She blushed at her whisper. She had been working hard all year to speak up, but her voice always seemed to fail her when people were watching.

Fred draped an arm around her shoulders, "I missed you too." No judgment or teasing, that was why Fred was not just her brother but her best friend.

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The summer holidays passed as usual, until one unassuming Wednesday near the end of July. Roxanne planned on spending the day in the back room of Dad's shop. The back room was where Dad invented new Weasley Wizard Wheezes products and her favorite place. She couldn't help much yet but she liked to watch and have him explain everything to her. But she abandoned this idea when she found Fred at the kitchen table tearing into his Hogwarts letter. Roxanne's heart gave a little jump she hadn't realized it was already time for the letters. She looked around eagerly, "Where's my letter?"

Fred shrugged, "The owl only had one letter."

Roxanne stared at her brother, waiting for him to grin and say he was joking, but he was too busy reading his own letter. "Liar."

Fred finally looked up, a frown on his face. "I'm not."

"I'm telling Mum." Hogwarts letters were too important for pranks, Roxanne raised her voice. "Mum, Fred's taken my letter."

"I did not," Fred yelled.

Mum came into the kitchen and put a comforting arm around Roxanne. Then she pulled out her wand and pointed it at her son, "Accio letter." Fred's letter flew towards her, but nothing else happened.

"He's hidden it," Roxanne said.

"I didn't! Maybe you didn't get in."

"Fred, go to your room," Mum pointed, "Now."

Fred stomped out of the kitchen muttering, "It was only a joke."

Mum squeezed Roxanne's shoulder. "I'll talk to Headmistress McGonagall and we'll straighten this all out."

Roxanne nodded and tried to remind herself it was a mistake or a really bad prank, that she'd jinx Fred for later.

Mum went to the kitchen fire, threw in a pinch of Floo Powder, and stuck her head in.

Roxanne waited.

"Yes Professor McGonagall, we're all fine. But there seems to be a mix-up."

Roxanne wished she could hear both sides of the conversation.

"Yes, we can't seem to find Roxanne's letter."

There was a long pause, Roxanne held her breath. Headmistress McGonagall was probably checking to see where her letter had gone.

"Oh," Mum abruptly pulled her head out of the fire. "I need to get your father, wait here." Mum stepped back into the fire, "Diagon Alley."

Roxanne stood trembling, something was wrong. Mum wouldn't get Dad unless something was really wrong.

"What's going on?" Fred said sticking his head into the kitchen.

Roxanne turned, her freckles standing out on her almost white face, "I don't know?"

Fred hurried over and pulled her into a hug, "It'll be okay Rox, you'll see. You know no one but me is allowed to mess with you."

"Was your letter normal?" Maybe it was a family thing and that was why Mum had to get Dad.

"Yeah, at least as much as I read."

Roxanne let go of that hope, she tried to laugh it off but her laugh sounded choked.

"Come on Rox, it can't be too bad, we are Weasley's aren't we?"

Roxanne nodded and tried to smile, that was true no matter what happened; she had her family. Then Dad stepped out of the fire followed by Mum. Mum seemed not to remember sending Fred to his room. Both her parents just looked at Roxanne. Roxanne held her breath but the silence went on so long that she started to feel light headed. She gasped loudly, breathing in fresh air. This broke the spell.

"Roxanne," Mum was using her soft voice, the voice she used for bad news. "You won't be going to Hogwarts."

"What? Why not?" Fred demanded.

"You know how kids with Muggle parents can be born with magic," Mum looked at both of them. Fred frowned at the change of subject but Roxanne nodded. "Well, sometimes kids with Wizard parents are born without magic."

Fred rolled his eyes. "Mum we know what a squib is."

But Roxanne understood even if Fred did not. "I'm a squib?" Roxanne wanted her parents to tell her she was wrong, tell her it wasn't true.

Fred looked at her like she was crazy. "You can't be, you're always making stuff I'm working on blow up and remember the time you fell out of the tree house."

Roxanne was shaking her head.

"You do remember." Fred's voice grew louder, until he was shouting. "How do you always know when I'm going to prank you if you don't have magic?"

"Fred, calm down," Mum told him.

"All I had to do to mess up your experiments was switch labels or take out a few parts, and Mum cast a cushioning spell around the tree house, and I always know you're going to prank me because that's what you do!" Roxanne was shouting now too.

"Blimey," Fred shouted.

Roxanne didn't know what to shout back, so she glared at her brother.

Fred crossed his arms not looking at her. "I don't believe it."

"I'm afraid it's true. Headmistress McGonagall showed me the book of Hogwarts students, Roxanne's name isn't in it."

"I assumed you were hiding your magic outburst," Dad said into the silence.

Mum smiled at Dad, her brown eyes bright with unshed tears. "And I thought they were only happening around your Dad."

Roxanne looked at her parents, "What's going to happen now?"

Dad rubbed the back of his head, "I'm not sure, Percy will know."

"It's traditional to send..." Mum paused then went on quickly (Roxanne wished they'd just say squib), "to a Muggle school."

Roxanne's eyes widened; she had only visited the Muggle World a few times. It was a place she knew so little about. Where she wouldn't know anyone. But her family wouldn't send her away, they'd find a way to make it right. They were Weasley's.