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Coming Home

Fred Weasley stood in front of his home, hide and seek manor. He had been living here for eight years now. He could picture what was happening inside. Kate would be sitting in the study looking over some case or other. Seth would be packing his trunk, ready to go to Hogwarts. Syke would be asking Seth to come and play quidditch, planning on packing his trunk on the morning of September the 1st. Wyatt would be playing with his latest toy and the twins, Kari and Molly Louisa would be copying their mum and pretending to work. Tyler was probably be asleep.

The reason Fred Weasley had not yet entered the house was because he was unsure how to break some news to Kate. Fred's mum had asked Fred and his family to come to the annual family BBQ. This wouldn't normally be a problem; it's just the fact that Fred and Kate haven't seen any of the others for eight years as they left when Seth and Syke were 3 years old.

Taking a deep breath, Fred entered the house and breathed a sigh of relief when no-one came to greet him. Planning on preparing himself before speaking to Kate he headed towards the stairs. However, as he placed a foot on the bottom step-

"What's wrong?" Kate Weasley stood in the doorway to the study holding her one year old son Tyler. Her hair pulled back into a loose ponytail she was wearing a pair of faded denim jeans, a white blouse and a black blazer. Her head was tilted at the side, as it always was when she knew something was wrong.

Fred sighed and rubbed his hands on his black jeans. Taking off his dragon skin coat he replied "Mum wants us to come to the BBQ tomorrow."

"Oh. Well, we may as well. I have nothing planned and I'm sure you can shut up shop for a few hours. It's up to you." Kate was a very understanding person and knew the dilemma that Fred was thinking about. They hadn't seen Molly and Arthur for eight years now and she knew that awkward questions would occur, but they knew they should see them, if not for themselves then for the children.

Fred gave a sigh of relief and gave his wife a kiss on the cheek. "I guess we're going then. So where are my children?"

Syke was the first to appear, his red hair pulled into a pony tail. No matter how much Kate wanted to cut it, he wouldn't let her and would run if he saw a pair of scissors in her hands. He had a love for dragons which developed when he was two and his Uncle Charlie brought him a dragon teddy. He also took after his father when it came to quidditch and he supported the chudley cannons.

Seth followed his twin into the room. He was identical to Syke to the freckle but had a love for books rather than quidditch. Kate was determined that he would be in Ravenclaw when he went to Hogwarts in September whilst Fred argues that all Weasley's went to Gryffindor. This caused a playful banter where Kate informed him that she was a Ravenclaw when she was at Hogwarts.

Following the twins into the room was eight year old Wyatt. He was carrying a quaffle and gave his dad a quick hug before going off up to his room. Wyatt was extremely shy, even when he was just around his parents and siblings.

Kari and Molly Louisa poured into the room next wearing matching dungarees, though Kari was wearing a blue tee-shirt whilst Molly Louisa was wearing a red one. At four years old the twins always copied their mum and so they were both holding quills as they stood with their hands on hips, imitating their mum.

Fred laughed as his daughters gave him a kiss on the cheek and wondered if he and George had been like that when they were four. Somehow, he doubted it. He followed his wife into the lounge where she placed Tyler into his play pen. "You should probably tell your mum that we're coming. Let her know we will be their at about 10am."

Fred broke from his thoughts at this and walked over to the fireplace. "Right" he nodded in agreement and took a pinch of Floo powder from the pot over the fireplace. Tossing the powder he shouted "THE BURROW" and stuck his head into the fireplace.

"Hey mum." Fred said. His mother, Molly Weasley, was humming as she cooked dinner for her and her husband. She screeched when she saw Fred's face in the fire.

"Oh Fred! How good to see you! Are you coming over tomorrow?" Molly Weasley was grinning from ear to ear at the though of Fred back at the burrow.

"Yes mum, we're coming home."