Hello people of the world! Since my wisdom teeth are out and I have to sit around all day in the house, I will probably be updating a lot today! Your welcome! So here's the next chapter and please review!
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Conversations: Roxanne and Albus
"Jeez Al! You sure do look a lot like your Dad!", Roxanne exclaimed. "Yeah…", muttered Albus. "I feel really bad, you know? Lying to Uncle Fred like this. I feel like we're saying "Hi Uncle Fred! You're not going to die!", when he really is.", said Roxanne disappointedly. "Yeah.", said Albus again, "And I sure wish Dad hadn't named me Albus Severus. I mean now Sirius is probably disappointed in him and it's all my fault!", Albus sighed. "Oh don't be stupid Al. You know Sirius was your Dad's god father, he's always gonna like him.", Roxanne rolled her eyes at him. "That's another thing Roxi! I feel so guilty about not telling Sirius, Uncle Fred, Lupin, Tonks, or Mad eye that…", Albus trailed off. "I know Al. It's hard, but if we tell them then… Well I don't know what'll happen…", Roxanne said thoughtfully, "Gran would start freaking out that's for sure!", she said with a laugh. "But Dad would probably go into a depressive stage…", she added as an afterthought, shuddering slightly. Roxanne clearly remembered each year the day of the battle, there would be a memory service for those who had died. Her Dad would be in a sort of silent, depressive state for the rest of the day. Then her Mum would comfort him and everything seemed to be alright again. But he never really did truly seem over it. But then again he was always cracking jokes and acting like a kid. Roxanne smiled, her Dad was probably the funniest one out of the Weasleys. If there was someone in the family that never fully grew up it was George Weasley.
"Hey Roxi, you ok?", asked Albus suddenly shaking her out of her thoughts. "Huh? Oh yeah I'm fine. Just thinking.", she replied easily. Albus grinned, "You know, your Dad wasn't exaggerating when he said Fred looked exactly like Uncle Fred and himself!" "I know!", Roxanne groaned, "Now there's three of them!" Albus and Roxanne cracked up but stopped immediately when young Fred and George Weasley walked up to them, grins on their faces. "Hello youngsters!", Fred said grinning at Roxanne. George looked at Albus, "It's almost like Harry has a twin now!" "Yeah I knew Ginny would get Harry in the end!", cackled Fred. George rolled his eyes, "Yeah well we all know I was right about Hermione and Ron!" Roxanne looked at her father and uncle, not really knowing what to say. She had seen photos of Uncle Fred before but she'd never really got the concept that they looked like exact copies of themselves and her twin, Fred. "Errrrr hi Dad…", she mumbled still not able to look him in the eye since she was lying to him. "Hey how long did it take for Harry to ask Ginny out?", Fred asked grinning. "Errrr well Dad and Mum told me they kissed right after a Quidditch match.", Albus said awkwardly. "Of course they did.", George said knowingly, "Three children, they must've been busy!", George and Fred cracked up. "How about Hermione and ickle Ronniekins? How long did it take Ronnie to ask Hermione out? Unless Hermione asked Ron out, which wouldn't surprise me.", asked George laughing. "Uhhhh…", started Albus but Roxanne shot him a look. They couldn't tell the twins about the battle. "Er", started Albus again, "Well they started snogging in their seventh year.", he finally concluded, smiling slightly. At this Fred and George roared with laughter. "I-I can't believe h-he finally g-got the guts!", howled George. "Awwww, our ickle Ronniekins is all grown up!", laughed Fred. Roxanne started laughing too. Her Dad and Uncle were just like she imagined them to be when they were young. "So if you're my daughter, what's this Lia like?", asked Fred suddenly with a sly smile on his face. Roxanne stopped laughing and her smile faltered. Before she could figure out what to say Mrs. Weasley called out, "Dinner!" In order to avoid more questions, Roxanne quickly got up and headed for the kitchen, Albus following right after.