"Dad, come on, I don't want to miss the train!" said Freddy, running ahead of George, Angelina, and Roxy, who was sitting on top of the trolley that George was pushing, talking to Freddy's new owl, Gizmo.

"Relax, Fred, you're not going to miss the train." chuckled Angelina. "Roxy, sweetie, get down off there, please."

Roxy obediently jumped down, and ran to hold her mother's hand, her dark brown curls bouncing behind her. George laughed a bit, thinking back to his telling Angelina that they would have to keep trying until they got a child that looked like her. Roxy was a miniature Angelina clone, but with the same blue eyes as her dad and brother.

Freddy suddenly yelled, and went running through the station, running up to the pillar in between Platforms 9 and 10, where Harry, Ginny, Lily, and Al were about to walk through the barrier, Harry pushing a trolley. He came to a stop next to his cousin Al, and the two started talking excitedly as they walked through the barrier.

"Hey, George." said Harry, when George got close enough. "Angelina, Roxy." he smiled. Lily left his side to stand by Roxy, talking excitedly to her younger cousin. Angelina and Ginny steered their daughters through the barrier, talking to each other.

"James took his trolley from me and took off through the barrier." said Ginny to Angelina. "I think he's reached that age where it's embarrassing for him to be seen with his parents."

As the women disappeared through the barrier, Harry glanced over at George, who was staring at the trolley he was pushing.

"You're taking it well, you know." he said quietly.

"Well, I can't hold onto him forever, can I?" chuckled George, looking up, and shrugging. "Gotta let him grow up."

"I felt the same both times, and I imagine it'll be the same with Lil...although since she's the baby, I'm sure Ginny won't take it well."

The two men pushed the trolleys through the barrier, and were greeted by the familiar sight of the scarlet Hogwarts Express.

George followed Harry to where most of the Weasley/Potter clan had gathered, saying their final goodbyes.

Freddy walked over to him, glancing at his trunk and owl.

"Want some help, buddy?" George asked, but Freddy shook his head.

"I got it, Dad." he grinned, but the grin quickly faded. Fred kneeled down, keeping one hand on the trolley to keep it from rolling away.

"Hey..." said George, titling his head and looking at his son, an amused expression on his face. "You aren't...nervous, are you?"

"'Course not." Freddy swallowed, averting his eyes, and George put his hand on the boy's shoulder.

"Don't be. I mean, wrestling the troll for the Sorting is a bit difficult, but after that? It's a piece of cake."

"T-Troll?" squeaked Freddy, and George began to laugh.

"Don't worry, it's easy. Only a couple kids die every year, you'll be fine."

"George!" scolded Angelina.

The whistle sounded, alerting the students that they had five minutes to finish their goodbyes before the train would leave. Angelina, with Roxy in tow, came over to smooth over Freddy's messy red hair, giving last minute instructions. "Now, you behave yourself, and if you need help, ask Rosie or Albus."

"Alright, Mum!" said Freddy, dodging her hand, and giving her a quick hug. She leaned over to kiss the top of his head.

"Love you." he mumbled into her shirt, and she smiled.

"Love you too, honey. Be safe."

Roxy, unable to hold it in any longer, burst into tears, and hugged her brother tightly. "Don't go, Freddy!"

"Aw, Rox!" he mumbled, giving her a hug. "Don't cry!"

Roxy mumbled something into his shirt that George and Angelina couldn't make out, but Freddy laughed, and whispered something back. Roxy nodded, and stepped back, wiping the tears from her face.

Freddy turned to George, and George grinned, ruffling his hair, and muttered into his ear, "I sneaked some stuff from the shop into your trunk."

Freddy grinned, and hugged his dad quickly. "Love you, Dad."

"I love you too, Freddy." George chuckled. "Do you want help with your trunk?"

"Yes please."

George helped Freddy hoist the trunk onto the train, trusting Freddy to get it to the compartment by himself. Freddy paused, turning back to look on last time at his parents and little sister.

"Relax. It's not a troll." George said, and Freddy visibly relaxed. "It's just a dragon."

The look of pure terror on Freddy's face was priceless as the whistle sounded, the station bell chimed eleven, and the Hogwarts Express pulled out of the station, leaving behind a platform filled with family members waving. George laughed and waved, although Angelina was not pleased.

"You realize he's going to be worrying the entire train ride?"

"Al or Rosie'll tell him the truth. Gotta send the kid off with a laugh, Ang."