Hello hello! I'm back, and this is Fred's turn! I want to thank everyone who reviewed!

Love you guys! And guess what? I got my first flame.

Guest: You must have read wrong. He only visited America to see what drew Lily to it. He didn't just go to America too. Yes, I'm American. But the reason I sent Lily to America was not because I am American. She needed a second chance; that's what America was known for. And Hugo went to see the appeal. Plus, it's not like America was the only country he visited. And you should probably get to know a person before you call them an asshole, just saying. Maybe you should read carefully instead of charging right into someone and saying untrue things. But that's just a suggestion. :)

And as for the rest of you, enjoy the story!

5. His name- When they were younger, James invited him to join a club he had made. The stop-naming-us-ridiculous things club. He attended, along with Rose, Hugo, Roxy, Dominique, Victoire, Albus, Lily, and Teddy. They each shared their feelings about their names.

He used to love his name. Fred Arthur Weasley. He loved Granddad and didn't mind being named after him. He only knew that Fred was his dad's brother who died fighting in the war.

But after the meeting, he kept noticing little things about how his dad treated him. He let him get away with pranks too much, he always became closed off when Fred did a prank that he had done before, etc.

During Hogwarts, Fred began feeling that he might have been a replacement for his dad.

And Fred hated disappointing his dad.

So he could constantly work on new pranks, trying to live up to the reputation of his deceased uncle. He constantly pranked, laughed, and talked his way out of trouble.

But Fred didn't really think his father noticed him. His father saw a Fred.

George was looking proudly at the wrong Fred.

4. His (extended) family- Fred knew that he had a gigantic family. There often was no room to breathe in the kitchen with all of the people crowding in. And the fights for Grandma Molly's Treacle Tart? He had never seen anyone so vicious. Especially Uncle Harry, who was probably the gentlest and kindest man he knew.

Nevertheless, he loved having a big family.

He loved that there were so many people who loved you unconditionally. He loved that he always had the security of a best friend in James, his partner-in-crime.

He loved that he could go to any of his cousins for anything. He could go to Dominique for advice on girls, Rose for studies (Molly was almost as smart, but Rose was better) , James for pranking, and Al for Quidditch.

But mostly, he and James loved the fact that he had a wide variety of people to prank.

But the other stuff was pretty great too.

3. His (immediate) family- He loved each and every one of them. A lot. He considered James his immediate family as well, seeing as how close they were.

His mum, Angelina Weasley nee Johnson, was the serious parent. It was pretty much impossible for George (his dad) to be serious and disciplinarian-like. She would always be the one to send them up to bed without dessert or ban them from playing with their brooms. He remembered asking her about Fred. That's what always happened. He didn't want to ask George about Fred, considering that he couldn't really talk about him without crying a little.

His mum, on the other hand, was willing to share stories about his long-gone uncle. Until he realized something.

Angelina never stopped grieving about Fred either. She wasn't over his death at all. She was never able to grieve, considering that she had to be strong for George, who never stopped grieving.

And that was when Fred stopped asking about his namesake.

His dad, George Weasley, was his idol. That man was a legend. And a damn good dad, too.

Except on April 1st and May 2nd. But then again, everyone grieved on May 2nd.

He remembered when he was finally old enough to help celebrate his dad's birthday.

"Mummy? Daddy?" 4-year-old Fred called softly from the door. George groaned sleepily.

"Yes, Fred?" He asked, looking over at the small redheaded boy who was a carbon copy of him.

"Daddy!" He ran over to his father's side of the bed, quickly trying to climb up. His father smiled and picked him up.

"Yes Freddy? What's wrong?" He looked over to see Angelina wasn't there. Oh well. He would have to take care of his little boy by himself.

"Daddy, guess what day it is?" Freddy sang, trying, motioning to the curtains. They were trying to hold back a considerable amount of sunlight.

"I don't know, Freddy. What day is it?" Fred laughed happily.

"It's APRIL FOOL'S Daddy! And it's your birthday!" Fred saw the color draining from George's face.

"Yes, my little man. It's my birthday." Fred nodded excitedly.

"I made you something!" And he pulled out a piece of paper. It showed him and George in front of Weasley Wizarding Wheezes, holding hands. George was holding a chicken, laughing, while Fred was standing and saying happy birthday. Fred saw his father blinking back tears. He didn't understand why.

"Daddy, why are you crying?" He asked sweetly. His father shook his head, his voice thick.

"It's great, Freddy. I'm crying because it's the best drawing ever. My son's an artist!" And with that he flung himself off the bed and headed for the bathroom, mumbling that he needed to use the loo. He didn't come out. Fred slunk away quietly, wondering what he did wrong. Roxy had given him a drawing last year and he had smiled and pinned it on the fridge.

It was Fred's mum who found him hiding under his bed. She pulled him into his arms and told him the story of Fred 1 and the joke shop.

"Honey, today is your father's day to be sad and remember his brother, okay? He's going to celebrate with us tomorrow. I'm sure that he loved the drawing. It's just that you bring back so many memories of him and Uncle Fred." Fred nodded solemnly.

"Well, then I'll be just like Uncle Fred and Daddy! I'm going to be the best prankster ever!" And he was constantly trying to live up to his namesake's reputation.

After that incident, Fred gave his father any present he had after April 1st. Because once the clock hit 12 on April 2nd, George was his usual cheery, mischievous, loving self.

But Fred would never forget the huanted, desperate look on his father's face.

Roxanne was his twin. However, they looked nothing alike. He was a carbon copy of his dad and Fred 1. She, on the other hand, was more of an Angelina.
He had red hair and freckles. He was tall yet rather muscled. Roxanne had buttermilk skin that was shades lighter than Angelina's. She had brown eyes and thick, dark hair. However, it was long and soft instead of textured.

She was the biggest part of his life. He couldn't imagine his life without her. With a shiver, he realized that his dad was doing exactly that. He was living without his other half.

And when he found that out, he became extremely protective of Roxy. Because he knew that he couldn't be as strong as his dad.

Without Roxy, he would break into pieces that would never be put back together.

After all, she was his real partner in crime, his other half, the person who finished his thoughts and sentences. She was the one who would stick by him through whatever he did and support him.

She was the one who would love him and put him first every single day.

And until he met her, Roxy was the only person who did that.

2. Fred- He never really realized the weight on his shoulders until he realized who Fred really was.

And after he learned, Fred was constantly pranking, joking, everything. He even enlisted James and occasionally Roxanne to help him out with his awesome pranks and jokes.

But sometimes, Fred was tired of never having a break. For once, he wanted someone to make him laugh, not the other way around.

He loved his father and he knew he would have loved his uncle, but sometimes he resents the fact that they created a shadow that seemed to be too big for him.

And he resented himself for not having the courage to step out of it.

1. Love- Fred did love making people laugh. But he was tired of never being able to laugh at someone else. He wanted to be with someone who would make him laugh too, not just laugh at him.

But Fred always believed that he would find a serious girl in order to balance him out.

So Fred resigned himself to being the jokester forever.

And then he met his love.

She was a fellow Gryffindor. He met her at the party after the last Quidditch match in 5th year. That night was shockingly clear for him.

Fred was nursing a drink with James in the corner. They were playing their favorite game: it was where they flirted with random girls until they found one who was willing to shag them.

James was laughing uproariously while scanning the room. His eyes stopped on a pair of girls.

They were both very pretty. The blond-haired, green-eyed girl was in a scandalously short and tight red dress while the raven-haired brown-eyed girl was clad in a less slutty black dress that was short but not as tight.

"Shag the blond girl, my dear Freddy. She's practically begging for a good time," James said, pushing a shot over to him. He smirked.

"Alright. Here I gooo." Fred swaggered over to the two girls. One was nursing a firewhiskey and the other was sipping a butterbeer.

"Well, hello. I'm Fred Weasley. And you two lovely ladies are?" The blond girl giggled while the raven-haired beauty rolled her eyes and got up.

"Interested," replied the blond girl as soon as the raven-haired one said, "Not interested."

Fred winked at the blond, but turned to study the black-haired one. She was about 4 inches shorter than him, yet still managed to make it feel like she was looking down on him. Fred decided he would change his target.

"Well, not interested, it's nice to meet you too. And I assure you that you will be soon." He let his voice trail off suggestively. She chuckled and shook her head.

"As tempting as that doesn't sound, no." He was surprised. If saying his name didn't turn on girls, then it was his charm. And here this girl was, resisting him! Fred didn't know what to do.

The blond next to him pouted and trailed a finger down his arm.

"But darling, I'm interested..." He looked at her again. She was really pretty, he decided. And at least she was interested.

"Can I get your names please?" He asked blond smiled.

"Lexington. And she is Alayna." He smiled and inclined his head at the brunette, who just rolled her eyes again. Okay, plan B.

"Well, it's been nice talking to you ladies." Fred stood up smoothly, winking at Lexington again and just smirking at Alayna. Nice name she had.

Alayna mumbled a goodbye while Lexington smirked and just ordered another drink. He made his way back to James.

"Mate, I want the brunette. And I'm going to get her." James eyes widened as he appraised her.

"Not bad mate. What's the plan?" Fred smirked at him before grabbing another firewhiskey.

"Operation Hogsmeade."

And so Fred began his wild goose chase for Alayna. She was pretty unreceptive at first, but during Seventh year, she finally gave in for one date.

And they never looked back.

She was honestly perfect to him. She was beautiful, kind, smart, and it was always extremely fun to talk to her.

She had a facetious wit that was rather humorous, and she always succeeded in making him laugh.

He knew he was in love with her before she even agreed to date him.

But when they had, he waited a full 2 years to propose. And she happily said yes, making him deliriously happy for weeks.

And their wedding ceremony was perfect. Fred wasn't a sappy person. But even he had to admit that there were a few tears from him at the thought of marrying the girl he had loved for so long.

And as he frantically calmed his wife, wincing at the way she was holding his hand, he wondered how he had ended up with her.

And as he welcomed his first little boy into the world, he leaned over and kissed her forehead, murmuring,

"You're definitely interested now, aren't you?"

So, yes, that's Fred! And I just wanted to say that I know I kept repeating some things.

Fred loves making people laugh. It's just that he didn't choose to be like that. He was born into it.

And of course, living up to Fred 1 And George isn't exactly easy. :)

Alright, I don't know when I'll be updating next. Sorry. :(

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