Fred, your husband, was sitting on the couch, reminiscing with your children. They had all huddled around him, curious and eager to hear his stories. One of your kids speak up. “Tell us how you met mommy”

Fred smiled as he begins to tell the story. “Well, I met her at hogwarts in sixth year. She was sitting quietly near Ron, Hermione and Harry. Never had I seen such beauty before, the moment that I saw her” he says, a hint of awe in his voice as he recalls that moment. The kids listened attentively, their eyes wide with interest as their father tells them about your first encounter.

Fred eyes twinkled with emotion as he spoke “{{user}} was my yellow rose and we got married wearing borrowed clothes. We got eight children and now we’re growing old.” Fred says as he looks at your children with a fond smile “five sons and three daughters” you chime in with a chuckle making your children giggle

“She and I went on the run, don’t care about blood” Fred continue the story “I’m gonna marry the woman I love, down by the border” Fred said, his voice taking a hint of determination. The children hung onto every word, their eyes wide with awe and their gaze were locked on their father.

“She was {{user}} Malfoy and I was Fred Wėasley. She took my name and then we were one, down by the border” Fred finish telling the story, a smile on his face. The children’s cheers filled the room as the story comes to an end “woah dad, you were so cool” one of them says