Sprinkles and thank you for spotting at mine

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✶⋆.˚ Sprinkles from Jena and October
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💜💦 ~Cindalyn splashed through
 with happy sprinkles! ~💦💜               

Good morning and thank you for visiting ♥

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George Weasley couldn't believe what his senses were yelling at him. "It's the cruellest prank to do that!" but Fred laughed and hugged him. All of the Weasleys had been summoned back and witnessed the miracle.

"Is it Snape? Lavender and Colin said it was Snape" said Ron. Fred replied: "no, it was Harry's mom, just looking a lot younger like she was in her pics. She was so serious and yet smiling and had a glow around her, she said to go see my family and ask if you'd come with us."

"Come with you? Where?"

"I'm still dead for this world, but I have an entire life to live if I follow her to the fair elves realm; she took years of her life to give it to me but when she's gone, I'll be dead again unless I follow her." replied Fred

When Albus Potter and Ron Weasley reached the cemetary where Snape had been buried twenty years ago, the lament chant had stopped and the tombstone cracked open revealed an empty coffin. "Uncle Ron! Look! Other graves are in the same state! Lavender Brown; Colin Crivey...".
But Ron had already recognized his former girlfriend, looking a bit lost and as young as he remembered her. "No, this is not possible. Fenrir Greyback killed you, even the stone of resurrection cannot bring people back from Death!" But Lavender was in his arms, crying and Ron could feel her returning warmth and even her hair perfume. He buried his head in her mane. "You're alive, thank Merlin, you're alive!"

Molly Weasley never knew the muggle concept of the empty nest, her old house had always been home to hungry and naughty grand children hunting gnomes in the garden or preying on her apple pie. Arthur was now retired from the Ministry and actively working on forbidden confiscated muggle artefacts.

"Arthur? Is that you? It's too soon for dinner you know." The loud noise coming for the kitchen didn't stop. And then she saw him. Seated on the counter, munching on an enormous ham sandwich, his flamboyant hair the colour of the carrot.
Fred Weasley.