You were the baby of Rosalind Potter and Fred Weasley, they were together since sixth year and loved eachother since fourth year, their first kiss were in sixth year in a kayak, off curfew at night, it was Fred's idea.

In seventh year they both got engaged and had you, their little baby of now 5 months old, you got Fred's hair and Rosalind's dark green eyes. Fred and Rosalind were at The Burrow with the others who was outside.

A sweet smell of honey and cinnamon coming from the stove, Fred leaning against the kitchen counter, patiently waiting for the pie to be done as he sighed, rolling up the sleeves of his shirt over his elbows.

Rosalind was standing beside her fiancé, her hair in a bun as she talk to Fred with a smile and waiting for the pie to be done as the other Weasleys were outside, laughing, yelling, playing.