A/N: Ladies and Gentlemen, boys and girls...Mesdames, Mesdemoiselles, and--I mean et--Messieurs, the time has come to proudly present the third and final part of April's Fool. I apologize for the long wait, but I must say that I am rather happy with the way this turned out. Enjoy,
~DawnFire~
Final Summary: Reflections of George Weasley after the Final Battle. Second part, Angelina's interference. Third part, Fred's thoughts and more. Bittersweet. Note: DEATHLY HALLOWS SPOILER(S). Threeshot. Written by DawnFire.
DISCLAIMER: The time has come, said a very sad walrus named DawnFire, to post the final disclaimer...I, DawnFire, do solemnly swear that whatever in this story (April's Fool) that is not a product of my own imagination is the product of JKR's imagination and, as such, does NOT belong to me. Computer-signed (and sealed on this 31st day of May),
~DawnFire~ (|~|) - (book seal--imagine a few more squiggly lines :D )
The Fool's Reflection
Looking down, Fred was forced to admit that he was slightly hurt. Or annoyed. Or both.
While he didn't really want George to be depressed, he was a little hurt that his twin had stopped being depressed so suddenly. But he supposed there was Angelina to thank for that.
Angelina.
Strangely enough, he wasn't really all that annoyed that George had got the girl. They were happy, right? That was what mattered...
Besides, Fred could hardly go claim her, being dead, so it was really all for the best that George—
Enough, he thought in annoyance. I refuse to go back and forth over this in my head. With myself as an audience, no less.
"Thinking again?" grinned a voice from behind him.
Fred smirked. "You'd think I wouldn't, what with it being bad for the health and all, but yeah, I am."
Marauder and twin shared a laugh, and Sirius walked forward to join Fred in watching George and Angelina in one of the misty window-like objects.
"Well, he seems happier," the Animagus ventured, after they had watched in silence for a minute.
"No kidding, mate."
Silence for a while, finally broken by laughter.
"James, you've put it on back to front!"
James looked down, bemused. "Have I?"
Sirius and Fred both turned, Sirius breaking into laughter almost immediately at the sight of James wearing a strangely ornate sort of breastplate. Fred grinned. He couldn't tell if the thing really was on back to front, but either way it looked hilarious.
"James," Lily gasped through her laughter. "James, you look like an idiot."
James made a face at her, and started to tug on one of the straps holding the breastplate-thing in place. "Help me get this off, would you, Padfoot?"
Sirius waved him off, laughing harder than Lily.
James looked around. "Moony?"
Remus glanced at him, and then behind him. "Oh, hello, Nympha—"
"Call me by that name and I'll—"
"Dora, then. Come see what James has managed to do..."
Nymphadora Lupin came, and burst out laughing. "James—" she gasped out, but didn't get any farther than that as the laughter overtook her.
Fred shook his head. "Can't get out, mate?"
James scowled at him. "What does it look like, Weasley?"
Fred shrugged. "Pretty bad, Potter."
James sighed, and glanced down again. Then, slowly, he started to grin.
"I do look rather ridiculous, don't I."
Everyone nodded or gasped their agreement fervently.
James looked at all of them, down at himself, back at the rest, and joined the laughter.
"Someone help me get out of this thing," he grinned finally. "It's not very comfortable."
Lily, wiping tears of laughter from her eyes, waved her wand twice, making the straps undo and the breastplate float to the ground.
James smiled gratefully at her. "Thanks, love."
"Oi, why'd you have to help him out?" Sirius asked, still laughing slightly, but managing to look injured at the same time. "It was funny!"
Lily was saved from answering by a sudden cry.
"Harry Potter is going to propose! Harry Potter is going to be married! Dobby wishes he could be there, Dobby is so happy, come and see, come and see, Harry Potter is going to propose!"
There was a sudden rush to join Dobby the house-elf at another of the windows where, indeed, Harry stood fingering a small jewelry box nervously, glancing at Ginny Weasley every other moment.
Fred glanced over, grinning, but then something made him pause and look back at George and Angelina's window.
They were just standing there—just holding each other tightly.
And then, as Fred watched, they separated, smiling at each other, exchanged a few words, and began to restock the near-empty joke-shop shelves.
Grinning properly now, happy to know that his twin—and the joke-shop—would be alright, Fred joined the cheering crowd around Harry and Ginny's window, managing to wolf-whistle through his laughter at Harry's nervous and now startled face as Fred's little sister launched herself at Harry with a cry of delight. She kissed him soundly, to the further cheers and laughter of those watching from the afterlife.
And Fred reflected.
The others would join him in time. He could wait. He had good enough company, that was for sure...
He glanced at George and Angelina's window again, laughing as he watched them chase a Decoy Detonator around the shop, laughing as well.
George was truly April's Fool. But he had found his Love in Angelina.
And Fred, first the other Fool and now only the Fool's Reflection, was happy.
La Fin du Threeshot—er, de la trois-shotte? Something like that...
A/N #2: A few things to say...First, there is a poll up on my and the Huntress' profile...if you could check that out and possibly vote, that'd be great. Second, I will hopefully be posting chapter 14? of Fawn Silver today...sorry if I don't. Third, I'm working on Chapter 5 of Al Prewett, but you shouldn't really expect it, because exams start next...er, this...week. I recently had a series of three performances (the Huntress was also in them, only I had one more dance than she did...) and I hope they went well...I also have one in June, so wish me luck, k? And a reminder not to look for updates until about June 18th at the earliest. Fourth...enough rambling, I'll just post this. Please review, it makes my day...
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~DawnFire~
PS: One last note--the above 'chapter' should be classified as Humor. XD, DawnFire. :D
