great post.

Awww...a mini weasley twin haha...great post! I'm so happy u posted but I can't believe that ange believes the prophet...does she not remember the 5th and 6th year of the trio and what it was saying then?!? Love the post!!! XD PAMS!!!
Peace & Love
*lauren*

Yay!!! A new post. Aww Angelina had her a little fred...Literally Im so happy for her. Great Post... PAMS

Great post !!!

lovely post!waiting for more...

Up date coming todaaaay guys!!!

I'm so sorry for the wait! Also there is only one more chapter after this and then there's gonna be a sequel with Teddy and Freddie!

After Angelina got discharged from St. Mungos there was hardly a day that Mrs. Weasley was not at their home, doting over the new baby. Of course she had to split her time between her other sons and daughter as well, but most of her time was spent at George and Angelina’s. Everyone kept saying how much the baby looked like George, but Ange and George both knew that it was Fred that he looked like. Even his head stuck up in the back like Fred’s did, though his hair was curlier.
Despite the joy that baby Fred brought to the lives of his parents Angelina was still icy towards George. She could not get over what she had seen in the papers, no matter how hard George tried to explain himself. It was so bad that George had to sleep in a separate room. It went on like that for two weeks before George asked katie and Alicia to talk to her.
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Angelina had finally gotten Freddie off to sleep for his afternoon nap when there was a knock at the door. She wasn’t really expecting anyone so she was quite puzzled as to who it could be. She opened the door and saw her two bestfriends standing there, grinning from ear to ear.
“Where is our favourite little Weasley?” Katie asked, beaming. Angelina stepped aside so her friends could enter.
“We come bearing gifts.” Alicia added, holding up bags of baby stuff.
“You guys are going to spoil him rotten. He’s asleep in the nursery.”
“Aww pooey, and I was hoping to see his little face light up when he get’s Auntie Katie’s gifts.”
Angelina plopped down unto the couch and looked at her friends. She knew them too well to believe that they just decided, randomly, to leave work and go baby shopping instead of spending their lunch break eating and gossiping.
“So you guys didn’t drop in to leave gifts for Freddie. Why are you really here?” She folded her arms and looked at them both. Katie and Alicia both looked at each other before sighing. Angelina could read them like a book.
“Okay fine. We need to talk to you about what you saw in the prophet.” Alicia answered. The both plopped down on either side of her.“Look Ange, we know Carmen. She adds the B to itch and we see her at work, when she comes into the head office.”
“Which is almost everyday.” Alicia added. Katie looked at her and then continued.
“She’s always throwing herself at George and making what she thinks is sexy eyes but you know George Ange. He’s all business when he’s in the office and I’ve never seen him flirt with her, not once.”
“But the prophet said--”
“Screw the Prophet Ange. Half the time the stuff they post is garbage anyways. Look, who are you going to believe? The Prophet or your bestfriends and Fiancé?” Alicia looked at her for a long time, almost daring her non-verbally to say Prophet.
“I knew I never liked her from the get go.” Angelina finally said.
“She’s trying to ruin your relationship with George to get him for herself. I heard her talking to her coworkers about having a dream that she was the first lady of Weasley’s Wizarding Weazy’s.” Katie added. Angelina’s dark eyes flashed with anger. How dare she? Where was she when all the foul experiments were being tested on her voluntarily and involuntarily?
“The nerve of her . . . is she at the head office right now?” Angelina asked. Katie and Alicia looked at each other, exchanging worrying glances. Angelina rolled her eyes when she saw them. “Relax guys, I’m not going to barge and blow her head off or anything like that. I think it’s time Freddie sees where daddy works and besides, I haven’t been a very good fiancé to George lately. I think I’ll take him to his favourite lunch.” Her friends both gave a sigh of relief.
There was a swarm of people around Angelina and her friends as they entered the floor that George’s office was on. It was the first time that they were seeing the baby, except for the picture of him and Angelina on George’s desk.
“Ooh can I hold him?”
“He looks so adorable.”
“He looks just like George.”
After awhile Angelina couldn’t tell who was saying what. “Does anyone know where George is?” Angelina asked. Someone told her that he was in his office and she excused herself to go to George; deciding that she would surprise him.
“Please do not sit on my desk Ms. Blake. Look I am engaged and I’m a dad. I cannot condone this behavior. Especially from a company executive. Plus I am already extremely annoyed by the article that was posted in the prophet a few weeks ago.”
“Oh George relax. It was just a publicity hoist.”
“It’s Mr. Weasley and, hoist or no hoist, it was not appreciated.”
“I see. Let me guess, your fiancé wasn’t pleased?” She attempted to play in his hair but he moved his head back. Angelina cleared her throat. They both turned around to look. George got up from his seat but Carmen remained seated on his table, spinning only to face her. Angelina’s eyes flashed dangerously.
“Ange what are you doing here?” George asked as Angelina walked across the office to place the carrier on George’s desk. George automatically reached into the carrier and took Freddie into his arms. Angelina turned fully to Carmen.
“I’m sure my fiancé told you to get off his desk.” Carmen sneered at Angelina and she didn’t move immediately.
“Are you deaf?” She stepped closer to her.
“Stay away from my family, or believe me you’ll have me to answer to now excuse me. I would like to speak to my fiancé in private.” Carmen looked to George as if expecting him to side with her but George was making silly faces for Freddie.
“George!” Carmen said looking at him still. George looked up innocently.
“Yes?”
“Do you hear how she’s speaking to me?” George cradled Freddie and smiled.
“You heard the woman, leave.” He smiled at Angelina, who was beaming at him. With a huff Carmen left the room and slammed the door behind her. George held out his free hand to her and she snuggled in next to Freddie.
“You know there is no other woman I’d rather have as my wife, don’t you?” He said rubbing his nose against hers. Angelina smiled.
“I know. I guess for awhile I forgot. I was just so big and fat . . .” George kissed her to shut her up.
“You’re beautiful Ange. Pregnant or not.”

Awww Carmen certainly adds the b to itch! Love that - very funny

Great post! Freddie sounds adorable

K xx

lovely post...Carmen seriously should be getting things like that often......good one...waiting for your next post...posting after so long...hope you had a good christmas and new years!

This is a great story I actually can't wait to read more

the wedding

It was finally her wedding day. Angelina stood in front of her full length mirror in her bedroom staring at her reflection. She was actually getting married to George Weasley. She loved him but being true to herself she knew this was not how it was supposed to be. She had planned this day over and over with Fred, always at their spot on the little hill behind the Burrow. George was to be the best man or there would be a double wedding. She felt the tears sting her eyes as the memories of times with Fred flood her mind. She tried to blink them away but to no avail, they streamed down her cheeks. Well there went her wedding make up that she had spent galleons on. Angelina didn't care about that though, not right now. The day was perfect; clear blue sky and a gentle breeze, just like she talked about with Fred. It was to be a morning wedding too. She sat on the edge of her wed with her face in her hands. The sky was clear and blue yet her heart was heavy and dark with grief. She laid back unto the bed then rolled over unto her stomach, while her tears continued to flow heavily and her body shook with her sobs. Angelina squeezed her eyes shut in an attempt to stem their flow.
"Ange..." The soft familiar voice caused her to open her eyes.
"George! What are you doing here?" She sat up and attempted to wipe her eyes. He shook his head and moved his hair back to expose a perfect right ear.
"Fre...Fred?" She reached for him but he stepped back out of her reach.
"I'm cold Ange. I don't want you to feel me like this." For a second Angelina thought she saw his eyes sparkle with tears but in the time that she blinked and re focussed on them, they were empty and sad.
"I miss you Ange...I'm so..so sorry I can't be here for you and the baby. He's beautiful and looks just like his dad.." Angelina smiled and a few tears rolled down her cheeks.
"George and I think so too." She said weakly. Fred stepped forward with his arms open as if to take her into them, then stopped.
" He does look like his dad...he looks like George." This time for sure Angelina saw the tears in his eyes and she knew just what he meant. The baby was not to know that George wasn't his dad. Angelina reached for him. She wanted to hold him again for the last time. Cold or not, he was her Fred. He shook his head no and she sobbed. He then looked over his shoulder but what he appeared to be looking at was beyond Angelina's ability to see.
" I have to go now. Be a good wife to my brother, I already know you'll be a great mom. Remember he's a Puddlemere United fan, keep Ron and his Chudley Canon crap away from our boy." Angelina smiled and nodded.
"Please don't go..." Fred smiled weakly at her, then finally permitted himself to get close to her. He kissed her softly. Fred had not been lying when he said he was cold. His lips were as cold as ice. The shock of the coldness sent goosebumps down her skin but she did not pull away.
"Lina..what are you doing?" Katie's voice floated into the room. Angelina's eyes fluttered open. Fred was gone.
"Noooo! Noooo!!" Angelina screamed as once more tears came in torrents down her face. Katie rushed across the room to hold her in her arms.
"Lina..Lina..Sweetie, what's wrong?" Alicia walked in seconds later holding up the front of her dress.
"We're almost re...Lina?" She too hurried over to her friend.
"Alicia, get me some calming draught and the make up artist pronto." Katie instructed as Angelina rocked back and forth in her arms sobbing.

George was standing under the beautifully decorated arch with Bill by his side and Lee Jordan and Ron next in line. Kingsley stood as the officiating minister, while Katie, Alicia and Hermione stood at the opposite end. Further down from them their families sat all smiling and beaming at her as she made her way down the isle. She wasn't sure if she was feeling this peaceful because of the draught or if she finally accepted that Fred was gone and she belonged with George now. Whatever it was, she was happy. She spotted little Freddie on her mother's lap, dressed in tiny black and white dress robes, he even had on an orange tie to match the bridal party. She beamed at him and continued down the isle with her father holdin g tightly to her arm. When they got to the arch he reluctantly gave her hand over to George. George squeezed her hand gently then leaned in to whisper to her.
" I saw him too Ange..." She stared at him for a few seconds without blinking, then they both smiled at each other. There was an understanding and bond between them that went much deeper than marriage. That bond was Fred. George kissed her and they heard Kingsley clear his throat.
" We're not at that part yet." He said through gritted teeth.

Aww this was so sad but so lovely at the same time

Love your writing !! I love you for writing this

Great post!!

Freddie doesn't know about his real daddy they should tell him when they are ready :\

K xx

oh this is sooo good!
well done hun.
x <33

I LOVE IT! I am such a huge Georgelina fan!! I love Fred's part in there too!!!! I cried during the first time he visited her. PAMS PAMS PAMS PAMS PAMS!!!!!

Thank you guys soo much. I really appreciate the comments ^.^

lovely post!
god! Kingsley is funny too...waiting for more...

New Reader. I love it. PAMS!!!

Amazing! I love this! (New reader by the way)

You are amazing in writing! PAMS

awesome I'll be updating soon guys!!

And welcome to my new readersss!!!!!

Lovely story

P.S new reader

I solemnly swear we are up to no good

"Fred?"
"Yes dad?" Mr. Weasley approached his son with a stern expression on his face. His wife was going to be gone for about three days and he knew what a handful he could be especially since he was having his friend over for the three days.
"Sit here. We need to have a talk since mum is leaving." Fred looked up into his dad's face, his big bright eyes reflecting nothing but innocence. His dad was not fooled, he had been tricked by those eyes many times before and now felt like he was raising himself.
"Fred, since it's going to be just us at home you're going to have to work with dad ok. Daddy isn't used to taking care of you all by himself." He pulled him in closer and lowered his voice.
"If you're good daddy will let you have ice cream for breakfast."
"I heard that. Trying to bribe our son into being good George?" Angelina walked down the stairs with her quidditch bag over her shoulder and opened her arms for her five year old son to run into them. He did and she cuddled him and planted kisses all over his face. Freddie laughed and clung tightly to his mother's neck. "Freddie you're choking mummy sweetheart...George." George quickly moved across the room to pry Freddie off Angelina's neck. She kissed him again and then kissed her her husband passionately. George pouted when she pulled away.
" Don't leave me alone with them.." He begged quietly. Angelina laughed.
" I don't know what you're so scared of. He's just like you and Fred even at this age."
"That's why I'm scared.." He muttered. Angelina left and George put Freddie down to go look for things to keep him occupied until Harry brought Teddy over. By the time George returned his son was nowhere to be seen. He searched frantically through the house until he heard things tumbling down from his work room. He rushed into the room to see Freddie high on a shelf rummaging through a bright orange box. George was frozen from shock of seeing his little boy so high up and was completely clueless as to how he even managed to climb that high, with nothing really to climb up on.
"Fredrick Weasley, how did you get up there?" he asked scooping him into his arms. Fred never got the chance to answer because at that moment there was a knock on the door. George sighed and with Freddie still in his arms, he made his way to the door.
"Harry, I can't say I'm too happy to see you right now mate.." He turned his attention to Teddy and grinned, ruffling the toddler's purple hair."Hey Teddy." Harry laughed knowing fully well why George was so unhappy to see him. He too have had to babysit both toddlers on his owned and had openly stated that he would rather duel with deatheaters than do it again.
"Sorry mate, have fun." He said grinning cheekily. George fought the urge to flick him on the ear. Moments later he felt Fred struggling to climb down from his arm. His partner in crime had arrived and he was ready to have some fun.
"Ginny will pick you up later Teddy, have fun and be good." Harry kissed the boy on his head, grinned and Fred and literally skipped off. George took Teddie in and closed the door grumbling. Just bloody great, he had no idea what to do with them now. When he turned around, both boys were sitting on the couch and staring up at him with big innocent eyes and sweet smiles on their faces. George groaned miserably. Those expressions on their faces were all too familiar to the ones that he and Fred used right before they did something particularly naughty. He was certainly in for it now. It took him all of two minutes before it hit him. His mom would like nothing more than to have two rowdy boys on her hands and he could skip off to work and pick them up later, right before Harry came to get Teddy and no one would know.

The Burrow

"Mooooooooooooooom!" George bellowed holding both boys by the hand on either side of him. Mrs.Weasley came bustling out drying her hands on her apron with a worried look on her face.
"George, what in Merlin's name is the matter? Are you okay? Are they alright?" She began fussing with George then moved on to the two toddlers that he was holding.
"We're all okay mum, but umm..I was wondering can I leave the boys here while I run off to work for a few?" He did his best I love you mum face and Mrs.Weasley shook her head at him.
" Angelina stopped here before she left this morning and dropped off Fred's bag, she apparently knew that you would end up taking him here." George chuckled guiltily.
"Did she now...pfft..that woman..." Oh how he loved her. He released the boy and plopped down into the couch feeling drained, even though he had them to himself for barely ten minutes. A photo of him and Fred caught his eyes and he picked it up and looked closely at it. Two boys in matching jumpers, bright red hair and mud all over their faces. He smiled at the picture and put it back, feeling his eyes cloud with tears.
"I miss him everyday." Mrs.Weasley said walking into the room balancing three sandwiches and two juice cups and a cup of coffee. She handed George his coffee and a sandwich then moved over to the boys, who at the moment seemed to be behaving themselves. She set them down on an old sheet with their food and moved back to the kitchen, while George watched them from the couch. While Teddy bit into his sandwich Freddie was busy pouring his juice all over his. George was too amazed and shocked to stop him, instead he called for his mother.
"Mum, look at what Fred's doing." Mrs. Weasley covered her mouth and blinked back the tears from her eyes."George...Fred used to do that to his sadwiches all the time up until he was fourteen years old." George nodded and smiled at his and his brother's son." I know, he used to sick my stomach every time he did it." Mrs. Weasley moved away from George and took Freddie into her arms and sobbed. Freddie looked around the room bewildered.
"I'm sorry Gramma Weasley, I won't do it again, don't cry." Mrs.Weasley smooth his hair back and shook her head.
"No baby, Grandma isn't mad at you at all. You have made grandma happy, these are happy tears."
"I don't like happy tears." Fred replied with a little pout on his face. He just couldn't understand how someone crying could be because they were happy. Mrs.Weasley chuckled and let him go."Eat up."
George looked at the time on his watch and frowned. He needed to pop into the office and see what was going on there."Mum, I'm going to head out now." He kissed both Teddy and Freddie on the head then popped from the Burrow's living room.
As it neared the afternoon the boys grew tired of being indoors and playing with the toys that their grandmother had given them. While Mrs.Weasley sat knitting in the old chintz chair in the living room, she felt a tug on her skirt and looked down to see the two looking up at her innocently. She knew too well what they wanted because it was a habit of theirs to ask to go outside at this particular time of the day.
"You boys can go play, but only in the back yard and do be careful, I'll be coming back there shortly to check on you." Before Mrs.Weasley got her last syllable out the boys were half way to the back yard. A few minutes passed and she didn't hear a peep out of them and normally she could hear them yelling and laughing while they played, and then she head loud clucking from her chickens and dropped her knitting to run out back and see. Feathers were scattered all over the back yard and several chickens had large areas of bald patches. Fred and Teddy both held on to either end of a chicken plucking it's feathers off. When they saw their grandmother they dropped it and the chicken ran off clucking. In true Molly fashion, her hands immediately found her hips and she got that you're both in serious trouble look on her face.
"Boooooooooooys!"

oh god!lovely...Teddy and Freddie...the new pranksters of the family!

This was lovely
I enjoyed it, managing two must be so hard!
Love Freddie and Teddy