If I'm Lucky {Fred Weasley}

How it Started

"Again, Shut up," George shoved Fred lightly, but Fred didn't break his concentration from me, "My face is your face."

"I'm Charlotte," I repeated to George as I crinkled my eyebrows and looked back and forth between them.

"Jeez, you act like you've never seen twins before," George spoke with a playful tone.

"I'm sorry," I apologized and shook my head to fix my focus, "but you're right, I haven't."

"Well, we're happy to be the first," Fred sat up proudly.

"Any tricks to tell you guys apart?" I asked them.

"Didn't you hear me? I'm the handsome one." Fred feigned smugness with his chin pointed up and a hand to his chest.

I giggled, "So, how many siblings do you guys have? You already mentioned Charlie."

George spoke first, "Well, there are six boys-"

"And one girl," Fred finished his sentence.

"Yeah. There's our oldest brother Bill, then Charlie, Percy, Fred and me are the only set of twins, next is Ron, and our sister Ginny is the youngest," George informed me.

"Wow. Your parents must have really wanted that girl," I quipped.

"They really did. We're all pretty sure Ginny's the favourite," Fred played along with the corner of his mouth turned up but a hint of seriousness in his voice, "So tell us about yourself, Charlotte?"

"Yeah, do you have any siblings?" George asked.

I shook my head, "Just me. Ummm, let me think. I'm half-and-half. My mum is a witch, and my dad's a muggle."

"Is he really?" George perked up with interest, "I bet our dad would love him."

"He'd probably love him more than he loves Mum," Fred joked, "What does he do?"

"He's a doctor."

Fred furrowed his eyebrows, "Aren't those the same as muggle healers?"

"Yes, actually, they are," I nodded, "My mum is a healer. My parents met when my dad got hurt after a fight while walking home one night. When she saw him, Mum said he was going up against five other guys, so she stupefied them. I don't know what they were fighting over, but my mom found him passed out on the ground, looking all beat up and half conscious. She gave him potions to heal him. When he came to, he was so confused, and she even almost got in trouble with The Ministry over it, but since it was to defend my dad, they gave her a warning and obliviated the muggles that beat him up."

George listened eagerly before saying, "That's barmy. What's it like growing up with a muggle? Does he really do all that scary stuff you hear about muggle healers doing? Sorry, I mean...Doctors?"

I chuckled and mimicked his joke from earlier, "Jeez, it's like you've never seen a muggle before."

Fred laughed a little, before I continued, "I don't know. I don't have much to compare it to. However, my mum went a little mental once because my dad wanted to give me a shot to clear up my sinuses."

They both blinked at me.

"What?" I looked between them.

"What a 'shot'?" Fred asked, his face stricken with curiosity.

"Ohhh," I chimed with realization, "It's this thing where they inject medicine into your body by sticking a needle about this size into your skin," I held my index finger and thumb apart to represent the length of the average needle.

Both the twins shivered with grimace.

"That long of a needle?" George asked, face contorted in disgust.