Hermione Granger had big news. Such big news that she was bursting inside with the pressure of not telling people, and consequently crushing her poor husband's hand.
"Hermione, please relax. I think you've popped a few of my fingers out of place." Ronald Weasley pleaded with his wife.
"I'm sorry, it's just that man I found in America. He looked so much like George, and I wanted to show him the picture I got." Hermione apologized.
"Well, if that's all this is about, he's over there." Ron pointed out his older brother to his wife.
"Thank you." Hermione hurried off and caught up with George and his wife, Angelina.
"Hey, Hermione. What's up?" George asked.
"Look what I found." Hermione handed George a photo of Augustus Gryffindor.
"Who is that?" George asked, shocked.
"Well, the profile on the website says he's Augustus Gryffindor. Owner of a joke shop called 'The Gryffindor.' He has twins Fredell and Georgina, and his youngest son, Harry. He's married to Sadie Harper," Hermione handed him another picture of the black haired woman, "and they live in Boston, Massachusetts. I was talking to Professor McGonagall, and Fredell and Georgina were sent their Hogwarts Letters a few months back. They show up as Half-bloods, but neither Augustus nor Sadie show up on any records anywhere. And the only Gryffindor's known ended with Godric Gryffindor." Hermione ranted.
"Get to the point." George said studying the pictures.
"Fred's body was never found. This man shows up in America, nineteen years after the Battle of Hogwarts, with children named Fredell, Georgina, and Harry. The man who supposedly killed him was Augustus Rookwood. He was a Gryffindor, and the two of you were the greatest pranksters of our era. Most of the jokes they're selling online are almost identical to some of the ones you sell."
"Hermione, I've heard my fare share of reasons why Fred could still be alive. So far none of them have proven true. Everyone who tries, comes with pictures and evidence that is supposed to prove their story. But their all fakes, all the pictures are of some coincidental look alike, but this one has blue eyes, he had green. That one's nose is the wrong shape. Are you blind, Fred had red hair this one's blonde. That's not even a real person, it's clearly a cartoon. Yes, that one is Fred, but look, there I am in the picture with him. The point is, none of them are true."
"I know George. Believe me I do. I'm always looking for some sign that he's not gone for good, and every time I hit a possible lead, something's off. Please don't ask me how, but this time I know this is him. You know me, I wouldn't come to you unless I was convinced beyond a doubt. McGonagall and I are apperating over tomorrow morning to meet them and explain everything about Hogwarts and such, since neither parent shows up on any school records. If you want to come, your welcome to." Hermione said and George looked down at the picture in his hand.
"I don't know, Hermione. It just seems to good to be true, and if it was Fred, I don't think he would've forgotten who he was. Family was way too important to him. I'll see you around." George said and left to go reunite with Angelina.
"Was he convinced?" Ron asked coming to stand beside her.
"No. I just don't see how I could be off. I looked him up on a few more websites, and went through old newspaper articles from the time of the Battle and into the next few years. He was found broken and battered in Paris by an American Tourist by the name of Sadie Harper about a year after the Battle. That's where I got her picture. He was taken to the hospital where she helped the doctors by translating for them when he woke up. He had no idea who he was or where he came from. After a few months in there, he was finally released. The news article said that he had finally given them some information. Two words: Augustus and Weasel, and an empty notebook with the Gryffindor crest on the cover."
"You think that that proves that it's Fred?" Ron asked her as the two made their way to the blanket where their family had been put.
"No, but it helps with my theory. Augustus was the man who was convicted of his murder, but they didn't find him till a year or so later. He could have done something to him and dropped him in Paris when he was caught." Hermione went on.
"Even if it was Fred, how on earth would you know? He clearly thinks he's some Muggle joke shop owner." Ron countered.
"I don't know. First things first, though." Hermione said and Ron shrugged.
"Good luck tomorrow." He finally said.