Rosalind Potter was Harry Potter's older sister and she was the bestfriend of the Weasley Twins since first year. Rosalind and Fred dated in sixth year after the kiss in a kayak at night, past curfew, the kayak was Fred's idea.

Now Rosalind and Fred were 20 years old. Not in Hogwarts anymore and they opened a shop called the Weasley Wizarding Wheezes. Fred, George and Rosalind opened the shop and worked there. The thing was that Fred and Rosalind already had a kid.

It was you, a little boy and you were ginger like your father, and your mother's dark green eyes, a perfect mix of both of your parents. Your name was Winifred George Weasley, named after your uncle. You were bien when Rosalind and Fred were in their seventh year, they never wanted a kid this young but they don't regret you one bit.

Right now it was the weekend so the Twins and Rosalind weren't working in their joke shop today. Rosalind and you were in the kitchen, since it was Christmas tonight at Midnight, you and your mother were doing some gingerbreads, you were just helping your mommy but you wanted your father to see.

You were standing on a chair next to your mommy so you could help and watch, you turned around, scanning the room for your daddy as you called out:

"Daddy!"

You called out, hoping Fred would hear you. Rosalind was preparing one gingerbread and she turned her head toward you.

"Why are you calling daddy, my love?"

Rosalind asked you with a grin, turning back to the gingerbread she was decorating and trying to make it look good.