Fred Weasley

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Fred and George Weasley have been my friends since first year, especially Fred. They are in Gryffindor, and as strange as it may sound, I am in Slytherin. I have white hair and unnatural blue eyes. I was the daughter of a famous wizard. My name was Avramiel Astoria Grindelwald. The twins and I left school because of the Death Eaters. Today is the wedding of the eldest son of the Weasley family. I didn't attend his wedding, even though I am always wherever the twins are. And as evening fell, Bellatrix Lestrange, a Death Eater, set fire to the Weasley house and their wheat fields. I was standing right there. I was wearing a black knitted coat, a black shirt, trousers, and boots. In my hand, I held my magic wand. My hair, which had recently been whiter than snow, had become blacker than the darkest spell. My eyes were an unnatural blue. I stood beside the Weasley house. I launched a black Death Eater mark into the air. Everyone in the house came outside.

Mrs. Weasley: Oh my god...

Mr. Weasley: Poor girl.

Touching the sun... You will surely get burned... Get burned... I got burned!!!
I turned sharply and showed the Death Eater mark. I laughed maniacally. I set the grass around me on fire and ran away.

Fred and George: Avi, stop!

Fred chased after me. I jumped and flew away in a cloud of black smoke, just like a Death Eater. He looked up at the smoke.

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