(1996)

"Not to ruin the moment or anything, but you do realize we're in a bathroom?" Fred asked with a smirk. James laughed. "And I would gladly leave said bathroom," James said. Freddie put his hand in the air. "I second!" he said with a grin. "Then it has been settled," Fred said deeply. "Was that attempted elegance?" James said questioningly. "Yeah that's it," Fred said his face less positive than his voice. Fred stood, pulling the door open in front of him. When James and Freddie didn't start to move, Fred smirked. "Door open, walk through," he said. James and Freddie gave soft "ohhhhh's" like this was knew information for them.

After pulling himself to his feet he looked at Fred and tilted his head sideways. "So that's what you do!" he said, once again like it was completely new information. Freddie, who had pulled himself up behind James, grimaced. "And to think all this time we've just been running straight into them," he said shaking his head. Fred laughed slightly. "Ah, we have solved your problem. Now we must find the one called George,"

….(Present)

The Burrow started to settle not long after dinner when everyone's stomach's started to bulge from the food intake of the night. Most of the kids had wandered off to do one thing or another, except for Louis and Hugo. They both seemed lost and bored without their companions as they followed the other kids. Louis finally gave up, and came into the living room settling next to George.

"Hey Louis," George said as his nephew sat next to him. Louis mustered a small "Hey," as he settled into the couch. "Bored?" George asked him setting the paper he had been reading aside. Louis nodded. "Why don't you go find Lucy?" George asked him. "She's with Molly and Dom," Louis replied glumly. George sighed. It was known to the Weasley-Potter clan that Louis and Dom had gotten in a fight a few days ago, and refused to make up with each other.

"Well then, I say now would be the perfect time to perfect your Keeper skills," George said. Louis grinned like a wolf up at him. "Alright," he said the smile not altering. It was also known to the whole Weasley-Potter clan that Louis desperately wanted to be Gryffindor's Keeper. He had skills, but the former captain of the team was the Keeper. He would finally get his shot this coming year at Hogwarts.

Louis was off the couch and out the back door in a matter of seconds. George stood then, following his nephew.

…..(1996)

Fred was terrified. Of course he was. He was just told that he was to die. He tried to shake it off, and act like it didn't bother him. But it did bother him because he would have to leave George, his parents, Bill, Charlie, Ron and Ginny. He didn't even want to leave Percy. And Harry and Hermione were basically his siblings in all but blood. Of course he would miss everyone.

And Lupin and Tonks had a kid before they died! He was basically a second Harry! The saying "All is fair in love and war," came to his mind. He snorted to himself. What was fair about leaving a little baby orphaned and several other families missing a member? His thoughts were interrupted by James. "Are you alright?" he asked looking up to Fred's face. "Yeah I'm alright," he lied. "Why?" Freddie glanced up at Fred. "You were quiet. And from what my dad's told me, quiet is bad with you," he said finishing with a smirk.

Fred grabbed his "mini-me" and pulled him into a headlock. Freddie squawked in protest trying to push him off. Fred only ruffled his hair. "Just out of curiosity, what do you even call this?" he asked indicating Freddie's hair. "Bringer," James said matter-of-factly. "Bringer?" Fred asked slightly confused. He released Freddie's headlock as they began walking down the stairs. "Yeah. Louis came up with it it's a mix of brown and ginger," Freddie told him.

"Louis?"

"Our cousin. He's also my dad's godson,"

Fred smiled. George had two kids and a godson. Not to mention he married the girl of his dreams. They entered the kitchen then, but George was nowhere in sight. "Where's George?" Fred asked no one imparticular. His mother turned looking surprised. "He said he was going to find you and that you were going over to the park," she responded. Her eyes were still red and puffy and her voice cracked slightly as she talked. Fred spun on his heels and was out the door. James and Freddie ran along beside him. "Do you know where he is?" James asked. Fred nodded. "Yeah, I do,"

"Wait!" a voice called from the kitchen door way. Fred, James and Freddie all turned to see Lily, Albus and Roxanne gathered at the kitchen door. "We're coming too," Lily said sternly looking right at Fred.

…(Present)

"Ready, Louis?" George called across the garden. "Definitely," Louis called back. George and Louis were both on brooms, Louis in front of the Weasley's make shift hoops, and George holding a quaffle. (A/N: They are flying lower and the hoops are lower to avoid notice from the muggles.) "Alright, here it comes," George said lifting up the quaffle. George threw the ball rather hard towards the left hoop. Louis swooped down and caught it. He grinned wildly as he threw the ball back to his godfather and uncle. The repeated the process for the next hour, George throwing the quaffle to different places, Louis always catching it. They were both sweaty, though not wanting to be done, hen Bill called from below. "Louis come on its getting dark we need to be heading home,"

"Daaaaaddddd! I'm not even tired," Louis whined. "Yeah dad he's not even tired," George said mockingly. "Oh hush it, George. And, come on Louis," Bill said glaring at George. "Five more minutes Dad please?" Louis begged. "No Louis. Now come on," Bill said sternly. Louis grumbled some more before returning to the ground with George. Leaning the brooms against the shed and placing the quaffle next to it, George sighed. "Tell you what Lou," he started, "if you promise me that you can be awake, dressed, showered and all that good stuff by seven fifteen tomorrow morning, you can help me at the shop," Louis's eyes lit up. "You mean that?"

"Of course I do. But, you have to be ready at seven fifteen. Alright?" George asked. "Yeah! Of course!" Louis almost shouted out of excitement. "See you tomorrow morning then," George said smiling. Louis jumped up, wrapping his arms around George's neck. "Thanks George," he said as George hugged him back. "Love you," Louis whispered so quietly that Bill couldn't hear. "Love you too Louie," George whispered back. Louis put his feet back completely on the ground, and released George's neck.

George was secretly astonished as Louis's words. Louis almost never said "Love you," not even to his parents. He certainly had never said it to George. As Louis and Bill walked away they both turned and waved. George waved and called: "Seven fifteen,"

A/N: I DID IT! *la freaky happy dance* Well anyway, I was able to get rid of the writers' block and write this chapter. I was able to put a little George and Louis fluff in which I'm really proud of. Now to address a review: Once more I am fully aware that my ages do not follow the DH epilogue, and this was intended. And just because, birthdays are as follows: Fred(II): October 23, 2003. James: March 8, 2004. Louis: June 21, 2004. Albus: July 2, 2005. Roxanne July 10, 2005. Lily: April 23, 2007