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"Expelliarmus!" Hugo's wand snapped away from his hand and clattered onto the floor. Lily glowed with pride, as she had been the caster.

"Nice job, Miss Porter," Professor Flitwick praised her.

"Thank you, Professor," Lily smiled.

"Nice job," Hugo told her as Professor Flitwick went to look at some of the other pairs in their Charms class. "That was amazing compared to all of my pathetic attempts."

"Yours weren't that bad," Lily reassured him. Untruthfully, however, as many of Hugo's attempts usually had him knocking his own wand out of his hand.

The bell rang. "C'mon," Hugo said, slinging his bag over one shoulder. "Let's go down to dinner. I hear that the house elves are serving steak and kidney pie tonight."

"Yum, my favorite," Lily smacked her lips together. The pair made their way out of the classroom and down the stairs to the Great Hall. Just as they were about to go in, however, the found themselves flat on the floor. Someone had crashed into them.

"Oh, sorry," a gruff voice said, although the person didn't sound very sorry. Lily glanced up- and almost fell back down again. It was her Uncle Ron. Hugo was staring transfixed up at him.

"It's alright," Lily gave him a tentative smile as she stood up, pulling Hugo to his feet along with her. "Who are you?"

"Ron Weasley," Ron grumbled. "And you're those new transfer students from America or something, right?"

"Y-yeah," Hugo stuttered. Lily glared at him.

"My name is Lily and this is my cousin Hugo," Lily told him.

"Well, nice meeting you," Ron made his way into the hall.

"He doesn't seem very happy," Hugo frowned after his father.

"It's probably nothing," Lily said uncertainly. But she had a feeling that this was a bit more than nothing.

"HUGO! LILY!" A voice was bellowing from over at the staircase towards them.

Lily rolled her eyes at Hugo. "Three guesses who that is."

"If you need the second two, you're the yeller himself," Hugo smiled at her.

They were both thinking of the same person- James.

James came bounding over the stairs at them. "Children! Thank Merlin I found you! I've been searching forever. Where are Al and Rose?"

"I don't know," Lily said truthfully. "The last time I saw them was during lunch."

"Well, we need to find them quickly," James said, bounding into the hall. With a sigh, Lily and Hugo walked in after him.

"ALBUS! ROSE!" James screamed loudly. The whole hall fell silent and turned to face him. He smiled at them unabashedly. "Have you people seen my little brother Albus or my cousin Rose? If you haven't, you're worthless slime."

"We're right here, James," Al rose up from the Gryffindor table with Rose in his wake. "What do you need? This time?"

"What makes you think there's ever been a time before this?" James asked, feigning innocence. Lily snorted. She wondered whether James knew their conversation was being heard by the entire hall or not. He wouldn't care either way.

"James, seriously, what is it?" Rose had an icy edge to her voice, as if James were getting on her last nerve. Which he probably was. He tended to do that a lot.

"Just come along, children," James called, galloping back through the door and out of sight. Lily sighed and ran after him. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Hugo, Rose, and Al were following her example.

When the four of them finally came across James three floors and six hallways later, he was in one of the empty classrooms, pacing in front of the blackboard.

"James, what is it?" Rose hissed, hair falling over her face in tufts as she skidded to a stop in the doorway. "That was completely embarrassing!"

"Sorry, but I needed to get all of your attentions," James said. He suddenly stopped pacing, and turned to look at them with a serious expression on his face. "But we have a problem."

"What is it?" Al asked, staring his brother down. "What did you tell our parents?"

"What are you blathering on about, Al?" James looked confused. "This doesn't have anything to do with our parents."

They all visibly relaxed. "Then what is it?" Lily asked him.

"I just realized something," James told them. "I saw something in the Common Room."

"What?" Lily was bursting with curiosity.

"I saw Uncle George sitting there."

"So?" Hugo asked. "We knew that our aunts and uncles would be here, not just our parents."

"You didn't let me finish," James told him. "I saw someone with him."

"Who?"

"Uncle Fred."

The room suddenly became very quiet. Everyone hung their heads. Their Uncle Fred was George's twin brother who had died long before they were born, in the Final Battle here at Hogwarts. They had never met him, but their Uncle George never celebrated his birthdays- instead he went to the cemetery. No one ever talked about him much.

"We cannot tell him," Rose spoke up, her voice harsh. "We cannot inform him of his death."

"But think how much happier it would make Uncle George if Fred was alive," Hugo said quietly. "He wouldn't be so sad anymore."

"No," Al said. "It could mess up our future. We can't tell anyone anything."

"Why don't we-" But the door to the classroom busted upon before Lily could finish her sentence. It was none other than the two brothers they had just been discussing-Fred and George Weasley. Lily nearly fainted of shock. There was her sixteen-year-old Uncle George, with his trademark grin- and a boy who looked just like him. It made her want to cry, seeing these two together.

"Hello!" One of them- Lily was pretty sure it was George- said. "We just wanted to congratulate James-"

"On the scene he made in the Great Hall," Fred finished. Lily wanted to sit down. To hear those two finish each other's sentences- there were so many times she could remember Uncle George saying half a sentence and then trailing off, only to leave the room and not return for over an hour.

"It was quite funny." They said together.

"Thanks," James smiled. "That was the intent."

Rose slapped him on the back of his head. "Stop being such a berk."

Fred and George's grins grew, if possible, larger. "You know, James-" Fred said.

"Even though you are just a fourth year-" George put in.

"You seem like good prankster material," they said together.

James smile grew as well. "Really?" he said, almost giddy. Lily giggled to herself. James was always happiest when Uncle George gave him compliments on pranking.

"Yep," Fred grinned. "Would you like to join us for a bit of mischief-making at some point?"

"I'd love to!" James grinned, either not noticing or not paying attention to Rose shaking her head vigorously at him.

"Well, that's great," George grinned. "We'll contact you with some details. See ya', transfers!" The two bounded out of the room.

"James!" Rose almost screeched in frustration. "The plan is to stay away from our family, not befriend them!"

"C'mon, Rose, lighten up," Al smiled. "It could be our only time to get to know Uncle Fred. Give James a break."

"Fine," Rose sighed. "But don't tell them anything."

"Of course I won't," James told her earnestly.

Little did they know about another conversation going on just a few doors away from them between the Misters Gred and Forge.

"There's something up with them, I know it," Fred told George in a hushed whisper. "I could have sworn I heard our names before we barged in there."

"I know what you mean," George whispered back. "Let's try and figure it out when James comes to prank with us."

"We will figure out their secret," Fred grinned at him. "After all, what haven't we done? This can just add to the list."

Well, what do you think? I think this is my longest chapter yet. But I am writing this on a very LONG plane ride…endless boredom. I hope you enjoyed- the plot is thickening.