Just want to say I'm sorry for the delay with posting. My dad has been in and out of hospital since Wednesday. Not sure when the next post will be either.

Eleven Years Later

Ginny's stomach was once again jumping as she walked through Diagon Alley. A number of times she had considered coming to walk around the area but had thought better of it. It was strange seeing how much had changed. The Alley was still busy but there was a rushed feeling to it that she remembered from the beginning of the war.

"Mum look at that!"

Ralph dragged her over to a window display and she couldn't help but smile.

"Is that a real broomstick mum?"

"Yes Ralph."

"Just like the one you use to ride."

"What?"

"Uncle George told us all about Quidditch yesterday mother."

"Did he Alysia?"

"Yes mother. He said that you were quite good, and father."

She just smiled at her daughter. She sounded such a Malfoy calling her 'mother'. Just thinking of that brought Draco to her mind. But no she wasn't to think of him, not now. There were more important things for her to worry about.

"Come on you two we're nearly at the shop."

"Is it really yours?"

"Yes Ralph. Your Uncle Fred and I opened it when we were eighteen. We make everything that we sell in there. And as a welcome to the family you can each have one thing for free. Whatever you like."

Ginny was about to throw a look at her brother but thought better of it. If they were busy looking through the products it would give her a chance to speak to Fred without them listening.

The shop came into view and Ginny felt like a school girl again. Her stomach bounced with the excitement of seeing what the twins had developed over the years. She almost felt like this was her first visit again.

George opened the door and a tinkling of a bell sounded throughout. It was rather quiet in the shop with just a few people looking around. But then the students were still on the train heading home.

"George that you?"

"Yeah Fred."

She watched as the man came out from the back room. He was unmistakably George's twin brother Fred. But as Ginny looked she noticed a few small differences had developed between the brothers.

They were still identical in the ways twins can't change. The same nose, mouth and eyes. Their height within inches of each other. But it's those little things that you control that were different. Fred's red hair fell to his chin loose while George's rested at his shoulders tied in a black ribbon.

Then there were the scars. Both had a scar above his eye. George's scar fell through his right eyebrow while Fred's through the left. Then there were the clothes. Fred was dressed like, well like a father. It was calm. He wore a simple pair of black trousers and a white shirt, very business like. While George was in jeans and a green T-shirt.

"What did you think of the invisible pin cushion?"

"Very affective."

"Did Hermione sit on it?"

"Nah Ginny."

Fred nodded gently. Ginny knew that he hadn't processed the name yet. Suddenly the boxes fell to the floor in a loud bang. He turned slowly and looked at his brother.

"Are you alright?"

"Yeah why?"

"You said Ginny."

"Yeah take a look."

Fred's blue eyes scanned her for a moment. There was something about the look.

"Very good George, but Ginny had red hair remember."

"I know, but this is Ginny!"

"George mum hasn't fallen for one of the replacement girls yet. She isn't going to fall for this one."

"REPLACEMENT! You tried to replace me!"

"You faked your own death!"

"WHAT!"

The two stopped arguing and looked at Fred. He was leaning on the counter looking at them carefully.

"George please tell me this is a prank."

"She turned up yesterday Fred."

"But she's dead."

"Well if this is dead its not what it use to be."

"Maybe it's a trap."

"Hermione found her living as a muggle. It's not a trap."

"This is serious?"

"Yes."

Ginny watched as her two brothers spoke together. It was like being a teenager again. Somehow seeing them together made the time disappear.

"Fred it's me honest."

His eyes met hers. They connected and she knew that he could tell that she was speaking the truth.

"I'll kill you!"

Suddenly he was running at her. What could she do? Ginny ran behind a large product board.

"Fred think sense you can't kill me."

"You put us through hell Ginny!"

"But –"

"I'll kill you!"

Ginny's mind cleared in an instant. She was a witch. Wiping out her wand she thought of the words to the Bat Bogey hex. Fred screamed suddenly as the spell took affect.

"Wicked."

"Sick!"

She turned to see Ralph and Alysia stood watching. Ralph wore a look of pure joy and excitement while Alysia looked ready to be sick.

"Who are they?"

Fred managed to yell as he waved his arms above his head.

"Fred I'd like you to meet my children. This is Ralph and Alysia."

A second bang sounded as he slammed into some shelves sending products flying in the air. Ginny waved her wand stalling the fall as George did the same. After gently placing them on the ground she moved over and looked at Fred. She couldn't help but smile as he blew at his hair to get it from his eyes.

"You have children?"

"So do you."

"But I'm married!"

Ginny's mouth opened a little in response. It took her a moment to regain her composure.

"I never knew you were so old fashioned … dad!"

Slowly a smile came to Fred's face. It was the first sign that he was slowing getting to accept the truth. He pushed himself up slowly and looked at her.

"So that one's Draco's right, who's is the girl?"

"Who you calling girl?"

Fred turned to look at Alysia. Ginny had to hold herself carefully as the girl glared at him. Her grey eyes so like her fathers showed pride and the confidence that flew through her.

"Draco's too then."

Fred smiled gently at Alysia. But she had now placed her arms on her hips in the Weasley fashion.

"Alysia isn't it? I'm Uncle Fred. Why don't you go get yourself a Pygmy Puff?"

"What's that?"

Ginny smiled as Fred wrapped an arm around her daughter directing her towards the window.

"It's a miniature puffskein. Makes the perfect first pet for anybody. You'll love it."

Fred really seemed to be at ease around the children. Something told Ginny that this could be her winning hand with the entire family. She just hoped that the children wouldn't get too 'Malfoy' for her families liking.