"Hogwarts is a place of wonder, where witches and wizards of all ages gather. Still, there are some who fear leaving the comfort of their own homes, and the company of the ones they love. But, with proper prodding, almost everyone will travel to Hogwarts and never want to leave."

Caesar's palace Prompts:

Challenge: Write two totally AU fics. (2)

((Fred survived AU))

AN: Honestly, not some of my best work, but read at your own discretion.

He Laughs

Two men walked into the train station. From far away there looked to be nothing odd about the two. But, from close up, it was impossible to tell the two apart. Both had unruly ginger hair sitting on the top of their heads, and both had a pair of brown eyes that looked like melting chocolate. Obviously, the two were twins.

Walking just ahead of them were two young children. Now, looking at them they were obviously different from each other. One was a young boy with dark skin. He had curly black hair and lovely pale brown eyes. The other was a young girl. She was extremely pale, and her long ginger hair fell down past her shoulders. She had dark brown eyes that almost appeared to be black. Just by looking, it would appear that they were good friends. But, similar to the two adults walking behind them, they were twins as well.

The two children pushed their carts through the platform, gasping in awe at the secret train station that lay just on the other side. The two adults soon followed after them, smiling at the sight that brought back so many memories. The young girl turned around, excitement shining in her eyes.

"Uncle George! Come on!"

One of them men shook his head, laughing slightly.

"No can do Gingerbread."

He said, using his nickname for the little girl. Instead of pouting like almost any other kid would do, the young girl grabbed her uncle's arm. She tugged hard, pulling the man towards her. Instead of giving up, he just yawned, attempting to hide his laughs. The other man looked at the two, happiness alight in his gaze. Reaching his hand out he swatted the back of his brothers head, earning a grumble.

"Go on George."

He said, giving his brother a push to send him in the right direction. As the two ran off to do who knows what, the man turned towards the other child. The young child just stood there, gazing out at the train. His father chuckled, kneeling so he was on the same level.

"Anything on your mind kiddo?"

The child did not reply. Instead, he continued to look at the train, gazing on as children boarded for their next year at Hogwarts. The two stood there for a few moments before the child mustered the courage to speak.

"I'm scared Dad. I don't want to leave you and Mom. I want to stay home."

Fred looked down on his child, the smile melting off of his face. Instead of speaking, he wrapped his arms around the child, bringing him in for a hug. The child grateful accepted, a slow stream of tears falling from his usually happy brown eyes. Still locked in the embrace, Fred spoke.

"Isaac Arthur Weasley."

The young boy, Isaac, pulled away from his father.

"Do not be afraid. Hogwarts is the safest place on earth. No one can hurt you there. Mom and I may be at home, but you still have your sister, and you'll make so many friends throughout the year that you wont want to leave by the time summer comes."

The young boy nodded, though he still looked unsure. Reaching out, Fred wiped the tears off of his son's cheeks. The two looked up when a whistle blew, signaling that it was their last change to board the train. Looking back one last time at his father, the young boy ran off to the train where he met up with his sister. Looking back at his father, he smiled.

"Hey kid!"

Fred called out, catching his son's attention.

"Bring me back a toilet seat, okay?"

Isaac laughed before heading onto the train, closing the door behind him.

07/04/2016