Thank you Shan, Jessica, and Josey! I love y'all for reviewing.

Josey...you're right about the suspense. You'll see. I have to say it's kind of predictable, but whatever. My story. I can do what I want.

I'm Addie btw.

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When Camila returned at ten, she found the shop brimming with customers. While Fred was indeed present, George wasn’t. Of course, this was what she assumed unless George had changed from his dark gray sweater into a bright red t-shirt. Deducing from what she had seen of the twins, they were identical, from the tips of their fingers to the twinkle in their eyes.

“Camila!” Fred yelled in relief when he spotted her.

She made her way towards him, gently trying to part the people in her way and muttering “excuse me” at least 10 times before she made it across the store.

“Need help?” Camila barely had time to finish her question before Fred chucked a clipboard towards her. Tucking her hair behind her ears, Camila took a look at the top page on the clipboard. It was basically a map of the store, with messy labels pointing out the locations of each item.

A slight tugging on her skirt, not unlike Selly this morning, caused Camila to glance down. The girl tugging looked to be about 7, with two blond pigtails and a pale blue sundress.

“Where’s the F-Nappers?” She asked.

Camila smiled and said, “Just a minute.” She glanced back down at her clipboard, eyes quickly scanning the sheet. Although the girl was so much younger, that didn’t matter. This young girl was her first customer, and it being her first day on the job, she was nervous.

Not too long after, what appeared to be the girl’s mom appeared by her side.

“Anita, what are you doing?”

“Looking for F-Nappers,” she answered her mom, jumping up and down on the balls of her feet.

Camila refocused her attention on the map. After a few more moments, she felt tension gnawing at the pit of her stomach as she could not find anything by that name in this store and both the girl and her mother were staring at Camila.

“Uh, I’m sorry. Just a minute, I’ll ask the owners of this store…” She walked towards Fred.

“What’s up?” Fred asked as the register popped out the change he needed to return to the customer. The old man, who looked quite out-of-place in this shop, took his bulging bag, smiled, and quickly left.

“Uh, this girl...she’s asking for F-Nappers and I can’t find them on this map!”

Fred chuckled and said, “I take it you’ve never visited any one of the Weasley’s Wizarding Wheezes franchises before.”

“No…why?”

“One of our most popular products is called Freak-Napes. Basically, it decorates the back of people’s necks with insults. Anyway, George wrote them as “Freak” on the map, so look for that,” Fred instructed, while taking a small box from the next customer and bagging it, ringing up the total amount due.

“Oh,” Camila muttered before making her way back, feeling stupid. “But why would any 7 year-old’s mom let her child buy such a product?” She wondered. The girl could not come up with a reasonable explanation for this, but soon lost that train of thought as she spotted where she had left the mother and daughter.

They were no longer standing there.

“Dammit!” She swore under her breath, turning around. Luckily, her eyes caught the back of two blonde pigtails standing right under the shelf labeled “Freak Napes.” She heard the mom instruct her daughter “No keeping them, okay? Just hand them over to your cousin and don’t promise her any gift again.”

Weasley’s Wizarding Wheezes’ newest employee felt a small smile tugging at her lips as she turned towards her next customer.

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