[About 10 years later]

''Are you sure you have everything?'' Hermione exclaimed in panic.

''Yes mom, I have everything that we packed together yesterday,'' Lyra said a little bit annoyed.

''Are you positive? Wait... Where's Amy?'' Her head turned away from her daughter and started the search for the rest of her family.

''Right here,'' Fred said and put Amy down on the ground while the both of them were giggling like toddlers. The father-daughter bond between Fred and Amy was something special indeed, last year they missed each other so much while Amy was away to her first year at Hogwarts, that they decided to never part for long during the holidays. Last Christmas holiday when the Hogwarts express brought Amy back to us, Amy flew into Fred's arms and that's how they stayed until they had to separate or otherwise they wouldn't fit into the car.

''Are you girls going to be careful, Hogwarts can be a scary place sometimes. And Amy will you please look out for Lyra, you of all know how scary your first year is. Oh and Amy I don't want to hear anything about your mischief this year, do you understand young lady!'' Hermione said as she hugged the girls quite tight, not ready to let go of them.

''Mom we're going to be alright, nothing will happen, and we'll be back by Christmas you know we wouldn't miss grandma's special Christmas dinner and our nieces and nephews,'' Lyra said to reassure her mother. There were quite a few years between the girls and their nieces and nephews but that didn't matter to them, family is family and that's all that matters.

''Come on Hermione it's almost 11 am and the girls have yet to board the train, they'll have to go now otherwise they'll miss it,'' Fred said while engulfing Hermione in his arms and warming her up with his hot body. Hermione had always been a little too overprotective of the girls, but who could fault her for the terrible things that had happened to her, she just didn't want that to happen to the girls.

''I know.'' As the girls collected their suitcases, Amy took her owl and Lyra her cat, they stepped into the Hogwarts Express and disappeared from view for a while.

''Everything's going to be alright, 'mione. You know our girls, they have your fighting spirit and common sense, but also my mischief.'' Fred said with a smirk and a knowing grin. Those girls had been doing more mischief than Hermione knew and would ever come to find out, it was their little secret, just as their little secret that Amy and Fred had made a secret entrance from Hogwarts to the old Zonko's joke shop that was now in the Weasley twins Possession. Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes had even gone abroad in the past couple of years, now all around the world, there was at least one of our WWW shops in each continent. George kept the one in Diagon Alley and Fred the one in Hogsmeade so almost every day he was close to Hogwarts but so far away from his girls at the same time. Luckily Hermione didn't know about the secret entrance because otherwise, she would've told Mgonical. That wouldn't have gone well.

Fred swayed with Hermione from left to right as he put his chin on her beautiful brown curls. Before long the kids arrived in one of the wagons. Putting their trunks above the seats as they had done themselves so many years ago. A smile appeared on his face as he remembered the many times he'd done that particular movement during the time he grew up - way too young - and how they'd left Hogwarts with a bang only to be shouted at by their mom. But now the shop was their world, Fred and George against the rest of the world. How it had always been. It wasn't like Hermione and the kids had replaced the relationship he had with George, more like his world had expanded. He still had more to see, more to experience, more relationship's to form and more things to do with his fantastic Hermione, the love of his life.

The big crowd around him reminded him of times once gone.

The girls arrived just in time at the open window before the Conductor blew his flute and the Hogwarts express would depart.

" Be good!" Hermione yelled above the sound of the engines, she stepped out of his embrace and ran along with the train until it was out of sight. The sad expression on her face told more than he could bear, so he slowly walked towards her and yet again took her in his arms.

" Everything's going to be alright. Remember if something happens than they have their big brother Teddy. They've wrapped him around their little pinkie's. You even got them their own cell phones, only question is if they have mobile range. " He exclaimed and kissed her on her head. From the corner of his eye, he could see Andromeda slowly walk towards the exit, having just delivered her grandson on the platform and said goodbye to him for the coming months. In comparison, it wouldn't be long until they would see them again until Christmas would arrive, just about three months. But right now it all felt so long, in three months so much could change. He lowered his head next to her and whispered into her ear: " Come on, let's go home." A Weasley smirk present on his face as he loosened his arms and instead took her hand firmly in his as they started to move towards the exit of platform 9 ¾.

From the corner of his eye he could see Hermione fumbling with her - too long - hair - this was her habit when she became nervous - that was extremely bushy for today. Normally Hermione would straighten it, but she'd forgotten to get new ingredients for the potion that would make her hair sleek and shiny, and her stock was up, she found out just minutes before we needed to depart. In too much of a hurry she'd even forgotten about her Muggle appliance that would do exactly the same, but would only take a little bit longer with some magic to speed it along.

The crowd of parents was slowly thinning out and here and there a few familiar faces popped out of nowhere. A familiar hand on his shoulder made him turn around and look at the proud face of his big brother Charlie.

" Knew I'd find you here," he said with a saddening smile as he looked around him. Memories flooding his mind as Charlie remembered the last time he made his trip down here, too long ago.

"Where else would we be? The girls had to catch the train remember?" Fred told him as they stood back from the gathering crowd who wanted to leave as soon as possible. Here and there a few years turned, but before anything could happen they walked along and their bodies disappeared from sight.

"Mom's looking for you, it's alright I'll escort Hermione to work, at least if she doesn't mind?" Charlie said and nudged Hermione in her ribs. After five years of working for the ministry of magic, Hermione decided that she wanted to follow her passion. Owning a bookstore. Hermione Granger did what she did best, making her hobby her work and currently owned a quiet - but magical - bookshop in the heart of Muggle London.

Hermione nodded and smiled at Charlie, ever since she was back Charlie had become one of her best friends. He had saved her life of course but it felt like something more. Their bond was something he would never be able to understand. And maybe that was for the best, everyone was permitted to have their own secrets of course.

" Alright, I'll see you tonight." With a last goodbye and a lingering kiss on her lips he left and went towards the burrow.

" So how's things been going?" Charlie asked as they stood before the exit of the station. With a headstart, he ran through the wall and arrived at king's cross station once more. He waited patiently as Hermione made her way through the portal and so they made their way towards the exit that would lead towards the parking lot where Hermione's car was stationed. He looked beside him as he'd realized that Hermione still hadn't answered his question. Her face betraying the fear that was racing through her brain and making her doubt everything around her.

" Is everything alright Hermione?" Charlie questioned and guided her towards one of the seats nearby.

" I just don't know," Hermione said and looked down at her hands, wringing them as a silent tear slid down her cheek. Charlie caught the tear with his pinkie and looked at it in wonder.

" Hey, where's my tough Hermione? The one that can survive anything?" Charlie asked her as he took her in a sideway hug. Hermione hid her face in shirt and pointed at her chest.

" She's right there," she said through his shirt while still pointing at her chest.

" Then why don't I see her?" The question struck her and for a second she was deep in thought as she thought about the question Charlie wanted her to answer.

" She's hiding."

-0O0-

"Alright tell me what's wrong!" Charlie said about half an hour later over some lunch at a café nearby Hermione's shop. The situation - and the time- asked for some sort of eatable substance and some neutral territory.

" It's Fred," Hermione said as she was trying to eat at least a bit of her pork pie, it didn't matter how much she loved it, right now it tasted like sandpaper and she was wondering why she ever liked it. With a disgusted face, she pushed the plate with the remains of her lunch forwards towards Charlie who she knew would love to eat it. Weasley genes.

" What's wrong with him?" Charlie asked as he put Hermione's plate on top of his empty one and put a fork full of pie in his mouth. The delicious taste of pork hit his taste buds and he closed his eyes as he enjoyed the meat.

" The past months he's been getting home later, at least once a week he doesn't come home at all. Then the next morning he comes home, smelling like perfume, with the excuse that he had to work late and fell asleep at the store." Her cheeks began to pink as she told Charlie the embarrassing story that she'd kept for herself the past couple of months. The sun shone through the window and cold sunlight shone directly onto Hermione's face, which made her squint her eyes whenever she looked directly towards his face. A sad smile could be found on his face as he felt sorry for his buddy but didn't dare to say it.

" That's nothing for Fred, are you sure?" He knew that Hermione's unspoken words had to do with accusing Fred of having an affair with another woman. He could also understand why she didn't want the words to pass her lips as it was quite something to accuse someone of, something that would not be taken lightly.

" I don't know! That's why. I can't be sure that my gut feeling is right. How can I without catching him on the spot? But one thing I'm sure of, something's off." Hermione said and stood up to walk towards the ladies. A few minutes later she returned with red-rimmed eyes. She paid for her meal upfront and together they walked outside towards the entrance of her shop. Just before she turned the key to unlock the door Charlie exclaimed: " talk to him!" He walked towards an alley and disappeared on the spot. Without a second thought, she opened the door and opened the shop for the day.

Talking would come later, for now, she would have pushed those thoughts to the back of her head.

-0O0-

"Mom, do you have it?" Fred asked as soon as he entered his childhood home. His mom had been standing in the kitchen, probably preparing food for tonight, when he entered with quite a bit of noise.

" Of course I have it!" She said and smiled at her son. She waved her wand and from somewhere upstairs a parcel flew down. With a big smile, Fred snatched the parcel out the air and gave his mom a nice and long kiss on the cheek.

" Thanks, mom! See you later!" He said and apparated home.

So this is the beginning of the long-awaited sequel.

I finally gave in. It's my most successful story 'till now, so I think it deserves a sequel.

My first attempt at ANGST, tell me if you like it :D

Let's just hope you'll not want to murder me for the things I have planned.

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XXX FredAndGeorgeForever