If Home is Really Where the Heart Is
Title: If Home is Really Where the Heart Is (Then We’re the Smartest Kids I Know)
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Angel the Series belongs to Joss Whedon and David Greenwalt. Harry Potter belongs to J.K Rowling. Title is a lyric to a song by Kimya Dawson.
A/N: These drabbles won't always be in strict chronological order.
A/N 2: Some of these drabbles will be about people surrounding Winifred's life or who will come into her life at a later date.
A/N 3: Reviews are Good. This has been a subtle hint from the author - Please return to your regularly scheduled reading.
Fred woke up with a start - not a nightmare just suddenly absolutely awake. She flipped over and grabbed her glasses from the end table, leaning forward until she was nose to nose with Feigenbaum who was perched there as well.
“Today’s the day,” she whispered to the Master of Chaos before rolling out of bed completely and running into her mommy’s room. She climbed on the bed and started jumping up and down.
“Wake up, wake up, wake up,” she chanted. Her Draco-dragon moaned and burrowed under some pillows and her mommy giggled, “I see my Sunbeam has risen for the day.”
“Come on you guys, you have to get up! Today’s the day!” Fred said stopping her jumping and just standing in the middle of the bed instead.
“Oh, yes,” her mother said calmly rubbing her eyes.
“What are you two talking about,” they heard come muffled from the direction of some white blonde hair sticking out from under a stack of pillows.
“Teddy’s leaving for Hogwarts!” Fred said loudly throwing out her arms to make it even more dramatic.
Draco sat up abruptly, his hair in utter disarray, all the pillows that had been on top of him falling off either on the bed or the floor. “Damn,” he muttered. His eyes darted to the 10 year old Fred watching him then to Luna and back. “Sorry, but bloody hell I have to get over there now. I promised Teddy I would take him along with Aunt Andy,” he explained running his hands through his hair trying to make it lay flat.
He leaned over and gave Luna a morning kiss then grabbed Fred in a big hug as he stood up, dropping her on the bed afterwards. She giggled as she bounced a bit on the mattress.
“I’ll see you both at the station,” he yelled as he tried to put on a clean shirt and pants from the dresser and walk out the door at the same time.
“Draco,” her mommy said calmly.
“Yeah,” he stuck his head back in the door, obviously impatient.
“Your shirt is inside out," Luna stated.
“Damn!,” he cursed again and simply took out his wand to fix his clothes.
They heard the Floo disengage and Fred turned to her Mom and they immediately burst out laughing.
“Alright then,” her mother said, “I’ll make breakfast while you get dressed. The train won’t wait you know. “
“Uncle George, Uncle Lee” she screamed waving widely when she saw them. She ran up to them, her mother only a few steps behind and threw her arms around first one then the other. “What are you two doing here?”
“Dropping off Lee’s nephew,” George said.
“Montgomery here’s parents live a ways away so they want us to keep an eye on him since we live so close by,” Lee explained. She could hear him still talking but Fred wasn’t listening, she didn’t know how she had missed the other boy when she first ran up.
“What?” Montgomery asked, rubbing the back of his neck nervously at her staring.
“No-nothing,” Fred said biting her lip, “you just remind me of someone.” And he did with his closely shaven head, dark skin, and warm brown eyes. She felt shy and oddly fascinated. She could see the adults trading looks over their heads and she flushed.
“We could ask you the same thing Fredikins,” George broke the awkwardness, “you don’t head off to the illustrious Warts of Hog until next year.”
She looked up at him, grateful for the interruption, “I’m here to see off....,”
Suddenly she was jostled from behind, “Me!,” Teddy said throwing the arm not dragging his school things around her jovially and finishing her sentence. Fred saw her Draco-dragon and Ms. Andy coming up behind them.
“Teddy Remus Lupin, don’t drag your luggage it will get all scratched up and dirty,” Andromeda chided trying to be stern but she was smiling proudly.
The train whistled and Teddy gave everyone goodbye hugs (his one with his grandmother getting slightly tearful) and Fred waited to go last. When it was finally her turn threw her arms around him and squeezed him as tight as she could he squeezed back just as hard.
“You write all the time, ya here. I’m going to miss you something crazy,” she whispered fiercely into his ear.
When they pulled away his eyes were shiny and couldn’t decide on what color to be but he smiled and gestured to his yellow-eyed grey owl saying, “Moony is going to get quite a work out between GrAndy, you and V.”
“Speakin’ of our dear Victorie,” she said mischievously tugging at his hair.
“Which of their colors did you two decide on?” he asked curiously.
“All of them,” Fred said her grin splitting her face.
His eyes widened momentarily, than he closed his eyes for a second in concentration his hair shifting into tufts of red, green, silver, blue, bronze, gold and black – representing all of the Houses of Hogwarts.
“Oh, Teddy,” his grandmother said tiredly shaking her head at him. But when his eyes popped open she was smiling through her exasperation with his antics – the usual then. “Just get on the train before you miss it.”
He turned to Montgomery, “Hey you want to share a cabin?” he asked casually.
“Sure,” the other boy said.
They grabbed their luggage and pets and lugged them on the train.
“So, do you like Quidditch?,” Teddy asked.
“Of course,” Montgomery replied with a bright grin. “Uncle Lee took me to one of the games he was commentating on since I’ve been in town, it was really cool…..”
Fred watched them go.
She felt hands on her shoulders and looked up. It was her mom looking down at her, smiling softly.
“Don’t worry my little Sunbeam, you’ll get to go next year."
“What if he forgets me?,” she whispered not looking away from her Mommy’s eyes.
“He won’t forget you,” she said gently brushing a strand of hair behind her daughter’s ear, “even when the mind is made to forget something you can’t erase it from the heart. And dear, you are his sister in everything but blood, you are certainly close to his heart.”
Fred looked back down as the train started to pull out. She would trust her mother on this she decided, as she waved to Teddy and Montgomery from the window, she seemed to know about such things. And although not scientific, or even magical really, the knowledge felt
right. And that counted for something.