Just finished the latest chapters of "Kiss and I swear you'll die" by elixirsoflife and had another blast of creative energy. Honestly the nice thing about this "story" is it's kind of a collection of shorts. This means I can kind of just write when I'm inspired and their is no real ending. Not that I don't have one planned but the road to get there changes a lot and there is no real clear path.

"Who gave you eyes like that?

Said you could keep them

I don't know how to act

The way I should be leaving"

Carly Rae Jepsen, I Really Like You

"Welcome!"

The shop was small enough that you could see someone come in from the back counter. Which was how the girl had greeted Fred as he walked in. At the sight of a potential customer the small girl ran from around the counter toward him. Her thick brown curls bouncing as she skipped over. He looked around his hands in his pockets as he surveyed the store. Small bottles, roots and other assortments for making a potion were littered along the walls and tables. There was a copper sink and mixing table on the left side of the wall in between shelves of different sized candles.

"What brings you in today?" The girl asked. She was about Ron's age, caramel skin and brown almond shaped eyes. She had a wide smile and a calmness that surrounded her that not unlike Rose. She looked vaguely familiar, he thought he had maybe seen her hanging around Josh. She was probably one of Rose's hundreds of cousins.

"Is Rose here?" Fred asked looking around the store, Suddenly his eyes met Norie's. The short asian girl had been crouched behind a large fixture placing a few bottles from a box onto it. When Norie saw him she waved excitedly.

"FRED! OMGOSH We have been waiting for your arrival! I think it's so cute you are visiting Rose! Hold on let me go get her for you! She's going to be so excited!" Quickly she ran through a white door in the back of the store leaving it open behind her. Fred could catch a glimpse of wooden shelves filled with boxes of plants and other items.

"Oh, your Fred!" the girl next to him said excitedly her face lighting up, more than before if that was possible. "It's so nice to meet you, I'm Abigale. We're cousins, me and Rose I mean, not me and you" She giggled nervously. "I would have met you before if we were cousins" She whispered as if unsure the joke was funny. Which it wasn't.

He was about to reply when Rose's laughter cut him off. His stomach exploded with a swarm- or was it bunch- of butterflies. Had her laugh always been that beautiful? Why hadn't he come sooner?

It was only a moment after the sound of her laugh that she appeared in the doorway but he felt like it was ages. She was holding a tray filled with small bottles of bubbling gold liquid. Her head turned to Norie saying something as she laughed. Her hair was pulled up in its usual messy bun and she was dressed in a light blue dress with a white apron tied around her waist.

She was beautiful.

Her gaze moved from Norie toward Fred, her green eyes meeting his brown ones. Her smile widened and she skipped down the three stairs quickly placing the small tray of golden liquid down on the back counter. Then running up to him she threw her arms around his neck hugging him.

"I missed you" She whispered.

He kissed her head burying his nose in her hair taking in her scent. "Who wouldn't miss me?"

This earned him another, beautiful, laugh.

oOoOoOoOo

Most of Fred's weekends and free time was spent at the shop after that. He would hang out in the back either working on new ideas for his latest scheme, as Rose called it, or helping Rose restock things. He and his brother George were trying to start a joke shop and they still needed lots of ideas to flush out before they put their full plan into motion.

Unsurprisingly, Rose was very in favor of this idea.

He was in the back at this moment, scribbling out a few ideas for an extendable ear when Rose bounced into the back room. Her cheeks slightly flushed from laughing at something.

"Lunch time! Want to explore and see if we can find something yummy?"

"You know it!"

Throwing down his notebook, he'd get back to it, he ran toward Rose picking her up peppering her with little kisses all over her face as she squealed laughing.

"Ew, you guys are so gross" Emma said rolling her eyes. Emma was a small slender girl with long beautiful black hair. One of Rose's many cousins and the daughter of the Aunt who owned the potion shop. When Fred had first met Emma, she had been nothing but sweet. However, as the days went on the sass came out. That girl had a talent to see through anyone and hitting at the most vulnerable sports. She normally used this "superpower" to gossip about customers when they pissed her off. However, every once in awhile she would shoot a sarcastic remark off on the Weasley boy. Rose said it was a sign of affection for her.

Besides her and Norie, Abigail was the only other girl who had taken the summer job of working at the small potion shop. Abigail was shy, sweet, and that was about it. She didn't talk much and when she wasn't helping a customer had her nose buried in the plethora of books she carried around in her large brown bag. Fred would often find her curled up in some corner scribbling in a book while playing with a strand of her curly dark brown hair. Fred had found out later that she was Josh's sister, or adoptive sister, Josh's parents had died during the You-know-who's attacks and Abigail's mother had taken him in after that.

Other than that and the fact that she seemed to be the only one who adored working in the shop was all he knew about the quiet girl.

They spent Rose's hour lunch exploring Diagon Alley and other such places. While her aunt's shop wasn't directly on the main street it was close enough to get the traffic. Fred had spent this particular lunch telling Rose all about his plans for the Weasley Wizarding Wheezes shop while swinging her hand comically back and forth as they walked. He loves moments like these, when it was the two of them, her laughing and him making it happen. He could live in her laughter, it was so beautiful.

When they got back they found Norie stuck with a very disgruntled customer and a pissed off Emma. "You deal with that, I'm going to lunch" She said before grabbing her cardigan and darting toward the door. Shooting Fred an apologetic smile Rose quickly started to address the issue. From what Fred could gather, it sounded like the witch had drank her blister foot lotion and was now unable to control her tongue and was spitting everywhere.

"No ma'am this isn't for blisters on your tongue, just your feet. I'm sorry if someone told you otherwise. Maybe you heard her wrong… ok maybe not…"

As he walked back into the back sitting down on the small table that was in the corner he noticed that his notebook was open. On closer inspection there were a few scribbles in purple ink next to his black writing. Confused he continued to flip through looking over everything.

"Oh… is that yours?" Fred turned to see Abigail, her tan skin looking rather pale, "I… I'm sorry! I didn't know if was yours!" the slightly panicked girl said, "I thought it was Rose's for Rory!"

"What are these?" He asked looking over one of the notes.

"Improvements... I mean suggestions… The fireworks I thought you could do like an ombre effect on one… you know make it fade colors. Or exploding water bombs that also rain glitter; glitter is the worse to get off" She trailed off looking away her dark cheeks flushed. Rose, who had finally been able to get the customer set up with a healing potion for her numb tongue was now standing in the doorway of the back room. Fred snickered at the embarrassed girl, his eyes flickering to his girlfriend who frowned, trying to figure out what was going on.

"These are brilliant!"

Abigail looked up, brown eyes wide, "Really?"

"You are like a little evil genius"

"Oh… thanks"

"She's too nice to be evil, but too much of a genius for her own good I think." Rose said walking over so she could look over his shoulder at the notes.

"Be careful with this one, he will get you in trouble." She added giving Fred a little kiss on the shoulder.

"I'm hurt you think that Rose! Why do you hang out with me?"

"Because I like trouble"

It was the beginning of a friendship. Abigail would look over all of Fred's notes and give him suggestions whenever she felt like it needed it. George loved the ideas as well and would always joke that he needed to meet this beautiful evil angel. However, when Fred would ever relay this message to Abigail her face would just flush and she would mumble something unintelligible.

oOoOoOoOo

"George wait"

George froze half way through the door. His arms filled with, things, things that couldn't lead to any good. Turning his head slowly toward his mother he raised an eyebrow.

"Yes mother?"

"Where has Fred been? I've been seeing less and less of him."

"With his girlfriend," Ginny said from behind the witch magazine she was reading in the living room.

Mrs. Weasley looked like she was about to have a heart attack.

"His what?"

"He has a little filly who works off of Diagon Alley. She's really nice and puts Fred in his place. K, gotta go mum!" George said sprinting out of the door. He could hear his mother pressing Ginny for more information as he quickly made his getaway. Oh boy, Fred was in for it now.

"Good morning!" Fred sang a bundle of roses in his hand. Rose laughed walking up to him tugging on one of the brightly colored flowers.

"What are these?"

"They are Roses, like your name"

"No really!" Rose gasped in fake shock, "I thought I was named after a type of fish." Taking the flowers the smelled them a wide smile on her face. Fred watched her fidgeting nervously. Rose eyed him, her smile fading to a look of concern. Better tell her now and get it over with.

"Oh, also, now that I'm thinking of it, no big deal but, my mom wants me to bring you 'round for dinner one night." Rose froze, her grip on her new flowers tightening slightly.

"What?"

"My mom, she told me to have you come over some night this week."

"... ok, when?"

So now here she stood in front of the crooked Weasley house nervously smoothing down her white sundress. She loved to meet new people; in fact Rose just loved people in general. However, having to meet a new group of people normally meant that you were the center of attention which Rose hated.

"Be confident, be mature, listen, compliment, and add comments that will continue the conversation." She whispered to herself, each comment coming out with every step she took toward the house. She paused at the door looking up at the house. It had so much character and almost seemed to be laughing at some private joke. She felt like this home was so… Fred. This was a comforting thought which helped distract her from nervousness as she continued to the list of things she was trying to remember the words her grandmother always said to be while meeting new people.

She had hardly knocked when the door flew open; Mrs. Weasley standing in the doorway apron on arms wide.

"Well hello dear!" She said giving her a bone crushing hug. Rose hugged her back trying to match her grip. Be confident

Fred was behind his mom in an instant, all wide smiles and excitement. The sight of him eased Rose a little. She wanted to just jump into his arms and live there. Let him talk and her listen. Be mature.

Molly then stood back taking Rose in. "Let me look at you dear. I wish I could say I have heard so much about you" She added glaring at Fred who just gave a short laugh. Rose put on her most graceful smile straightening her back so she was standing tall.

"Well he's told me so much about you and the rest of the family." compliment

"Let's not stand out here everyone is inside."

Rose took a few steps taking Fred's hand and gripping it as if she never wanted to let go. "Everyone" she whispered looking around as if some huge 7 headed monster was going to jump out at her. He snickered giving her hand a reassuring squeeze and a quick kiss on the head.

"Everyone you already know, Bill and Charlie aren't even here. Oh, and Percy won't be back till late, if he comes at all." The poison in his voice made Rose flinch slightly. What happened with Percy?

She met Mr. Weasley who was sitting in an arm chair reading a paper as they walked in.

"Dad, this is Rose Primington"

Rose walked forward taking his hand and giving him a firm handshake before taking a seat on the lump couch next to Fred.

"Primington, your Jonathan's Daughter right?" The elder Weasley inquired. She nodded as Fred put his arm around her shoulder pulling her slightly closer to him. He was so comfortable here, obviously this was him home, she tried to mimic his actions.

"Great man, I have only met him a few times at work."

"Oh really dear?" Mrs. Weasley asked standing next to him.

"Yes, he works for the ministry, in exports right?"

"Yeah, my dad works on laws in trading different magical items to different countries. I had the pleasure of traveling with him and my brother Rory to America once."

"Wait really?" Fred said in shock. Rose nodded, her hands folded on her lap, back up straight. Turning she addressed Arthur again.

"Fred mentioned that you work in Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Office? I have always been intrigued by Muggle medicine, what lead you to that branch?" add comments that will continue the conversation.

As Mr. Weasley launched into a rather lengthy story about what his job entailed and his true love of muggle things George and Ginny looked on skeptically.

"Who is this girl and where is Rose?" George whispered to Ginny who nodded. The Rose they knew was relaxed and would never thrown in the word intrigued unless in jest. This Rose, the Rose in front of them, was some uptight version of Percy. If that was possible.

It was probably only a few moments before Mrs. Weasley called them to dinner, but rose felt like it was a life time. She already felt excused from trying to think of things to keep Mr. Weasley talking. Luckily, it wasn't too hard. If she wasn't so nervous she probably would have enjoyed his true passion for his job. She felt him and Rory would get along. Rory loved people who were passionate and could talk to them for hours. She wished her older brother was there.

Once everyone was settled down at the table Mrs. Weasley placed a wonderfully smelling roast. Rose's mouth watered as she lifted her fork to take her first bite. That was when Fred leaned forward whispering something to her. Unable to hear him she turned confused.

"Huh?"

He looked back innocently, "What?"

"Oh" she said blinking, confused, "Sorry, I thought you said something"

"Not me"

From across the table George smiled at her and Ginny looked slightly sympathetic. Ron was already head first in his pile of food completely unaware of his surroundings.

Rose quickly lifted her fork preparing to ask Mrs Weasley for the recipe of this amazing looking food when her plate exploded into a blast of light, sparks and food. Most of it hitting her in the face, chest and arms.

"FRED!" Molly cried completely shocked. The whole table went silent as Rose just sat there food all over her. She looked down at her hands, shoulders shaking with laughter as she tried to bite her lip to keep from laughing. Be mature, be confident, listen...

"Sorry," Fred said winking at Rose, "It's just my explosive personality" She looks at him and lost it. Laughing so hard she lost her balance tipped back on the bench she and Fred had been sharing, falling backward. Fred reaching out catching her and she squealed grabbing him trying to steady herself. This resulted in them both falling onto a heap of laughter on the floor.

"There's Rose!" Ginny said jumping up so she could get a better look at the two who were trying to get back up while laughing so hard they couldn't even breathe.

Mrs. Weasley sighed, shaking her head. Did she really expect anything less from the girl Fred would bring home?

oOoOoOoOo

"Mom was jealous so now you have to come visit my family"

The words were ringing in his ears as he stood in front of the large manor. There was no other word for it but manor. It sat magnificently on a lush green lawn and perfectly manicured garden which was being tended by a house elf who quickly ran up to him.

"Who are you?" He demanded

"FRED!"

Fred looked up, relief washing over him at the sight of Rose who came running down the steps in a pretty blue dress and a huge smile on her face. Was it strange that he still got butterflies every time he saw her? Probably

Grabbing his hand in hers she began pulling him into the house. "He's with me Gundrin." She shot back over her shoulder

Once inside she gave him a quick kiss "Hey" She said giggling.

"Hi, uhh nice place you have here."

Rose rolled her eyes, "one of the many homes the great Adaline Primmington owns."

"Who?"

"My grandma," She said dismissively, "anyway I'm warning you now. My mom wanted to cook for you so if you don't like it just… uhh don't eat it."

"Oh hey Fred!" Rory said waving, "Did she warn you about the cooking?"

"You're so mean," Alfie said coming up behind his brother strumming a few chords on his guitar, "Mom just hasn't cooked in a while, I'm sure it'll be great."

"Or shit" Rory said, "There is a reason Nana gave us two house elves."

"Her exact words where: 'a Primmington should NEVER cook their own meals that is what a house elf is for!" Rose said in a high pitched dignified voice, her hand on her chest and a look of pure degust on her face as she looked down at her brothers over her small nose.

All three siblings rolled their eyes.

"Is this Fred!?" A sweet voice asked. Fred turned to see a slender woman, light brown hair and eyes walking into the room. She had Rory's coloring and Rose's body type. As she came into the room it seemed as if it light up. Her children did at least.

"It's so good to finally meet you! I'm Diana, Rose has told me so much about you." She said taking the boy into a soft hug. "In fact, everyone has told me so much about you, I'm jealous!" She said pulling him away to look at him. "I can't wait to get to know you too!" She had Rose's smile. Fred felt like he would like this woman.

Jonathan was back an hour later, a tall man as well and the spitting image of Rose, all blonde hair and freckles. When he got there Clara came running up covered in mud from doing SOMETHING in the backyard, flinging herself at him. He laughed picking her up getting his work robes covered in dirt. Fred heard the other house elf, a small female sigh.

"Master will need his laundry done tonight, as well as the little one."

Jonathan, he told him to call him that, took Fred's hand in a warm handshake asking about his dad. After some small talk they headed to the very large dining room. Diana, with the help of the house elf, placed a large pie in the center of the table.

Leaning forward Jonathan eyed it, a little glint of mischief in his eyes

"So we took the bones out this time right?"

"OH HUSH!" Diana said good-naturedly swiping at Jonathan who moved away, a light in his eyes. That same light Rose would get when she had a joke playing in her head.

"It's a legitimate question; you almost killed me with the last one. Fred my boy, she has been so excited about your visit that she has been baking this very pie almost every day making me eat it to make sure it was perfect for you." He put his hand over his heart, "It was horrible, I really suffered for you."

"Oh please you basically inhaled the last one" Diana said pulling out a pie cutter.

"That's because dad would eat your cooking if it was covered in hippogriff dung" Rory said sticking a cautious fork into his piece.

Jonathan then leaned forward whispering something in Diana's ear, "Honey!" She cried pushing him, however, the damage had been done and she was almost doubled over laughing. Fred couldn't help but smile, like Rose her mother had that infectious laugh that seemed to light up the whole room. Around him he could see the others smiling as well.

"Keep em' laughing boy" Jonathan said pointing to Fred, "Keep em' laughing and you'll be happy for the rest of your life."

Fred smiled as he felt Rose interlaced her fingers with his under the table. "I will" he said as he took a bite of the pie.

I am working on a short story about Abigail. It should be up in a week or so. The story will be called Memories.