A/N: This is the first in a series of drabbles about Fred, George and Angelina. Some will be about only one of the characters while others will include two or all three, and there will be stuff from before, during and after the books take place. Maybe it's because I miss Fred so much that I've been staying up late dreaming up these ideas. And, as this is my first post, any reviews, constructive criticism, etc. would be greatly appreciated. I'm not even sure if people want to read my stuff in the first place.

Anyway, I don't want to ramble on about it forever, so here it is.

Harry and his world are not my property and no copyright infringement is intended.

Genetics

"This isn't at all fair. You realize that, don't you?"

"What's not?" Angelina asked distractedly as she made a final attempt to punch her pillow into a more supportive shape before finally lying down. The past few months had been filled with this struggle for comfort, a tempest through which she often had trouble seeing the sun.

George could see the frustration in her eyes and waited until she showed no signs of a need to reposition herself before he spoke again. It had always pained him to see her so uneasy. "Well," he answered, "looking at you, with your chocolate skin and those big, beautiful brown eyes, and your lovely black hair, and looking at my pasty, ginger – albeit amazingly good looking – self, I can't help but think I don't stand a chance. Granted, I'm no genetics expert or anything."

Angelina smiled as her husband placed a hand on her swollen stomach, knowing that any day now she'd be able to hold the very thing that would atone for the discomfort and anxiety that plagued her most nights. "Well I guess it's good you think my features are so lovely and beautiful and – chocolaty, then," she said, not realizing how silly this sounded until George burst out laughing.

"Right, well delicious, then. Our children will be lovely and beautiful and delicious," he said, causing them both to laugh until they had tears in their eyes.

"Yes, but how will we ever spot them in crowds?"

"Trust me. Somehow I don't think that's something you'll ever have to worry about."

Please let me know what you think.

More to come.

dd.