Re: Jazz, Fred & Alex
Fred watched Alex go with a sigh and a shake of his head. What was he going to do with the teen. He was too grown to take directions if Fred even felt like giving them. Assuming that the Ravenclaw wouldn't get in too much trouble, he turned back to the hit wizard.
"I should probably go tell my brothers or something." He leaned against the table, fingers gripping the wood so hard the tips turned white. "Bill, Charlie, Ron, and Harry, if I can find any of them. Or Harry's son, James."
They would know what to do. Merlin. All he wanted now was a stiff drink, but considering the situation, it was unlikely.