This is a story that's been floating around in my folder of unfinished marauder's fanfics for a while. I know I shouldn't be posting it, seeing as I haven't finished Operation: Black yet, but I feel that just like Rissa and Sirus deserve to have their story told, so do Freddy and Remus.

Operation: Black is in the point of view of Klarissa Sterling, James Potter's cousin, Lily's best friend, and long time admirer of Sirius, and a remarkably pretty girl, at least in my eyes. Half way through writiing Rissa's story, I thought about the other side of the Marauders, not the side that Rissa saw, funny, loyal, nice-ish, but the side their enemies saw. I didn't really feel I was showing tthis side of them. That's when Freddy jumped out of my head. So, in contrast to shy, pretty, non-athletic, clumsy, marauder-loving Rissa, we have, sarcasstic, rather plain looking, quidditch-loving, Marauder-hating, tom-boy-ish Fred.

Disclaimer: I own none of the original Harry Potter characters. Only Fred. Because she is amazing!

Prologue

Winifred Drywyd Bronwyn: The girl cursed with a name no one on Earth would envy. At least, that how I, Fred, see it.

Honestly, my names not the only thing not worth envying about me. I'm not much to look at either, with thick, frizzy muddy-blonde hair, and grey-blue eyes. I guess I'm not really ugly, but more like plain, you know? I don't exactly stop cars. I'm average height, and average weight, all in all, I'm average. And I'm fine with that, I'd rather not draw lots of attention to myself, despite the fact that I'm rather loud. It kinda comes with being the middle child in a family of seven. Yup, I'm lucky number four! Ding, ding, we have a winner. In addition to being the loudest, I'm also the only kid in my family that's been excepted into Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. That is, until this year, my sixth, my younger brother, Drew, the seventh kid in our large family, is going into his first year.

Anyway, I'm a half-blood, my mum's a witch and my dad's a muggle. I swear, they can't keep off of each other, breed like rabbits they do, we're all expecting Mum to pop out another kid any day now. I'm kidding of course… Merlin, I hope she doesn't have anymore…

I'm in Hufflepuff, great, right? As if I wasn't plain enough. You know how it goes, Gryffindors are the brave ones, Slytherin are the Pure-bloods, Ravenclaws the intelligent ones, and Hufflepuff? Oh, yeah, well in Hufflepuff we all work really hard? Did you miss the sarcasm I threw in there? The translation is: We're the ones who got screwed over when fate was handing out all the good traits. So we got stuck with dear old Helga. Sometimes I think the Hat was wrong to put me in this house… Okay, no… I think it was spot on, but a girl can hope, right?

My only truly admirable quality is that I'm good at Quidditch, I play seeker, and usually the only time Hufflepuff looses is against Gryffindor. Why does Gryffindor win you ask? Because they've James bloody Potter, Sirius Black, and Remus Lupin. It really sucks. Potter is probably the best chaser Hogwarts has ever seen, Black is an annoyingly good beater, and Lupin can stop almost anything from going through the goal posts. But this is their last year at Hogwarts, which means next year, the Cup is our for the taking! Okay, I'll admit, I've let loose a few maniacal giggles.

Quidditch is basically my reason for living. Sure, learning spells, and thinking up witty comments is fun, but quidditch is the air I breathe. I plan on going pro after I get out of school, maybe start out in Puddlemore United and work my way up. That's one thing I'm excited about this year, I've been made captain. And I don't plan on waiting till next year to win the Cup! Nope! This year Potty and his friends are going down! I'm going to work the team to the bone! Say good bye to the old, mellow, sweet, and pushover Hufflepuffs! We will be aggressive! We WILL win! Yes, I'm afraid I've let loose a few more maniacal giggles.

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AN

Yup... so that's Fred's prolouge. I'm still trying to think of a name. Me and my friends always refer to her story as just plain 'Fred', but I think I'll stick with 'Dashing' for now. If you have any suggestions, please say so!

Review! I'm almost done with the first chapter! Her's are rather longer than Rissa's. Then agian, Fred has more to say than Rissa, so it makes sense.

Love to all, Karissa M.