Character Bios: Fred II
I don't know what Dad wants from me. Seriously, he's like when someone flushes the toilet while you are in the bath; he goes from cold to hot in seconds. He tells me about the secret passages at Hogwarts, and then he forbids me to use them. In my care packages he sends me his newest inventions, but I'm not allowed to use them at school. His letters include tons of rules I'm supposed to follow, yet he always closes with "Have fun!"
I've tried doing everything I can to please him. In my first year at Hogwarts I played all kinds of tricks on people. There wasn't a week that went by that I didn't end up with detention. I know my professors called me Forge behind my back, saying that I was as bad as Dad and Uncle Fred put together. I figured Dad would be happy about that.
I got home that summer and Dad laid into me. I was grounded for almost the whole break. I don't know why either. Dad usually gets a kick out of jokes. In fact, one time when I did detention with Filch, I spent a whole evening organizing the lists of everything bad he and Uncle Fred did.
It wasn't like I did anything serious. All I did was make people grow long nose hair or turn their skin purple. Dad seemed to think they were Azkaban worthy though, from the way he overreacted.
So, this year, I did my best to not play tricks on anyone or get into any kind of trouble. I got good grades, not top of the class, but above average. The professors repeatedly remarked to my face that I had done a real turn around. I actually really like getting praised. Playing tricks on people has always been more Roxi's thing. I would rather curl up in bed with an adventure book or play Quidditch. This year has been a lot happier for me.
Then, I went home for Christmas break. This first question out of Dad's mouth was if I had played any tricks this year. I told him no, because I thought he would be happy with me. Instead, he frowned and started scolding Roxi about something she did that morning. He didn't punish me for not playing tricks, but he spent the whole break shaking his head and frowning at me.
I really don't understand him. He wants me to be someone I'm not. He looks at me sometimes like he wants to see someone else in me. I guess he wants me to replace Uncle Fred, my namesake. I'm not Uncle Fred. I'm Freddie, and I like who I am. Dad doesn't. He wants me to be just silly enough, without taking risks that could harm me. I've even seen him pausing in the middle of sentences, hoping I will finish them for him like Grandma Molly says Uncle Fred did. I never know what to do when he expects things like that from me. I never finish the sentences the way he wants me to, and I just can't find that balance between silly and serious.
That's why I love it here at Hogwarts. Now that I'm away from home, I can breathe a little. This year has been awesome. My friends are so cool and I love learning about everything, but especially Potions. My dream is to be a Potions master someday. I can't tell my dad about that though-he expects me to join him at Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes. I don't want to learn potions just so that I can create jokes; my true love in potions is medical potions. We made a basic Swelling Solution this year and it is the most interesting thing I've ever done in school. I can't wait until we start on things like Pepper-Up Potion and Draught of Living Death.
I think Mum understands how I feel about Dad. She never was one for jokes; while she likes seeing the effects, she doesn't find planning them to be all that fun. She did some interesting things before she had us kids too. Right after the war she went to work on creating better Quidditch supplies. She created the Bouncing Bludger, which bounces lightly off of you and is great for kids’ games. Then she did a stint in Medi-wizardry and studied a bit of Charms work. She loves Charms and I know she wants to become a Charms Master once Roxi starts school.
I don't have to worry about Dad being left to run the shop and create inventions by himself either. Roxi adores playing tricks on people, usually me. I know she would be happy to work with Dad. He's got this dream that it will be "Forge and Gred" again, but it won't be. I hate feeling like I have to live up to a dead man's legacy. How can I be someone, something I'm not? Why does my dad even expect that from me?
I'll keep trying though. I hate it when Dad gives me that disapproving frown. I would do just about anything to keep that frown from appearing. It's awful trying to live my life so that I can please someone else, but he's my dad, you know? I love him and I want him to be proud of me. I know Mum would be proud of me no matter what, but she's a mum. I don't know. I guess I'm just going to have to find that balance and make Dad happy. Then maybe I'll be able to balance my own happiness with his.
Other Bios: Teddy - Victoire - Dominique
I've tried doing everything I can to please him. In my first year at Hogwarts I played all kinds of tricks on people. There wasn't a week that went by that I didn't end up with detention. I know my professors called me Forge behind my back, saying that I was as bad as Dad and Uncle Fred put together. I figured Dad would be happy about that.
I got home that summer and Dad laid into me. I was grounded for almost the whole break. I don't know why either. Dad usually gets a kick out of jokes. In fact, one time when I did detention with Filch, I spent a whole evening organizing the lists of everything bad he and Uncle Fred did.
It wasn't like I did anything serious. All I did was make people grow long nose hair or turn their skin purple. Dad seemed to think they were Azkaban worthy though, from the way he overreacted.
So, this year, I did my best to not play tricks on anyone or get into any kind of trouble. I got good grades, not top of the class, but above average. The professors repeatedly remarked to my face that I had done a real turn around. I actually really like getting praised. Playing tricks on people has always been more Roxi's thing. I would rather curl up in bed with an adventure book or play Quidditch. This year has been a lot happier for me.
Then, I went home for Christmas break. This first question out of Dad's mouth was if I had played any tricks this year. I told him no, because I thought he would be happy with me. Instead, he frowned and started scolding Roxi about something she did that morning. He didn't punish me for not playing tricks, but he spent the whole break shaking his head and frowning at me.
I really don't understand him. He wants me to be someone I'm not. He looks at me sometimes like he wants to see someone else in me. I guess he wants me to replace Uncle Fred, my namesake. I'm not Uncle Fred. I'm Freddie, and I like who I am. Dad doesn't. He wants me to be just silly enough, without taking risks that could harm me. I've even seen him pausing in the middle of sentences, hoping I will finish them for him like Grandma Molly says Uncle Fred did. I never know what to do when he expects things like that from me. I never finish the sentences the way he wants me to, and I just can't find that balance between silly and serious.
That's why I love it here at Hogwarts. Now that I'm away from home, I can breathe a little. This year has been awesome. My friends are so cool and I love learning about everything, but especially Potions. My dream is to be a Potions master someday. I can't tell my dad about that though-he expects me to join him at Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes. I don't want to learn potions just so that I can create jokes; my true love in potions is medical potions. We made a basic Swelling Solution this year and it is the most interesting thing I've ever done in school. I can't wait until we start on things like Pepper-Up Potion and Draught of Living Death.
I think Mum understands how I feel about Dad. She never was one for jokes; while she likes seeing the effects, she doesn't find planning them to be all that fun. She did some interesting things before she had us kids too. Right after the war she went to work on creating better Quidditch supplies. She created the Bouncing Bludger, which bounces lightly off of you and is great for kids’ games. Then she did a stint in Medi-wizardry and studied a bit of Charms work. She loves Charms and I know she wants to become a Charms Master once Roxi starts school.
I don't have to worry about Dad being left to run the shop and create inventions by himself either. Roxi adores playing tricks on people, usually me. I know she would be happy to work with Dad. He's got this dream that it will be "Forge and Gred" again, but it won't be. I hate feeling like I have to live up to a dead man's legacy. How can I be someone, something I'm not? Why does my dad even expect that from me?
I'll keep trying though. I hate it when Dad gives me that disapproving frown. I would do just about anything to keep that frown from appearing. It's awful trying to live my life so that I can please someone else, but he's my dad, you know? I love him and I want him to be proud of me. I know Mum would be proud of me no matter what, but she's a mum. I don't know. I guess I'm just going to have to find that balance and make Dad happy. Then maybe I'll be able to balance my own happiness with his.
Other Bios: Teddy - Victoire - Dominique