original my beloved evelyn ~ fred weasley

.20 - last friday of june

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Taking the OWLS was easier than Evelyn thought I'd be. She basically knew everything on the tests so she was sure she'd get excellent scores. For Draco's birthday on the fifth of June, Evelyn had gotten him a new ring as he'd accidently lost one of his own. The end of the school year arrived and Evelyn packed her trunk quickly, not wanting to get stuck in a compartment with someone she didn't know or didn't like. She rushed down to the train platform and found herself waiting for it to arrive.

"Hey! Malfoy!" George called out causing her to turn to the side as he and Fred walked over to her.

"Hello." Evelyn greeted softly, a smile creeping onto her cheeks. "Need something?"

"Just saying hello." Fred told her with a small scoff.

"Oh. Well I said hello." Evelyn glanced away then back to them with a confused expression.

"What do you and that Slytherin girl talk about?" George inquired curiously as he sat his trunk down then sat onto it like a chair. "You seem to be around her a lot."

"Maria? We talk about her future, what her husband could be like, her liking being an only child-" Evelyn began to list out the things but Fred stopped her with a single raised hand.

"No, what do you both talk about?" Fred corrected her before flopping his hand down at his side.

"That's what we talk about." Evelyn told them calmly as the Hogwarts Express slowly approached. "Well I'll say my goodbyes when we arrive to Kings Cross. See you both." Evelyn turned and stepped onto the train as George sighed, taking his trunk and Fred's free hand that wasn't holding the trunk and pulled him aboard.

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"So, Evelyn dear." Alexander began as they sat in the compartment together. There were no free ones so she couldn't escape. She was sat with her knees to her chest on the seat across from Alexander. "What does your dress look like?"

She didn't respond and stayed quiet, staring out the window as if there was something interesting besides fields and trees. Alexander sighed dramatically.

"What about the theme of our wedding?" He continued pushing questions onto her. "Location ideas? Guest invitations? What about when we will begin trying for children?"

Evelyn shivered slightly at the thought of sex with him. She imagined herself as a mother in the far off future but never with him at her side. She shook the idea of a red haired man away and looked away from Alexander's menacing eyes. He continued to press questions and idea's on their future life together and the moment the train stopped Evelyn threw herself out the door and onto the platform, exhaling a breath she didn't know she'd been holding.

As Evelyn stood still as she watched Fred's mother, Molly Weasley greet her children with hugs and kisses and she even brought a few muffins for them. A firm cold hand grabbed her jaw and forced her head up while Fred had just glanced over to witness the moment. Evelyn stared into Lucius's angry eyes as his nostrils flared. He then tossed her head aside and began walking back to Draco and Narcissa, assuming she'd follow. She didn't and began speaking in a voice where the people passing who weren't paying attention couldn't hear. Fred could as his eyes stayed on Evelyn and Evelyn only.

"First things first, Lucius, is that this summer you will not tell me what to do or say at any events and will leave me the fuck alone." Lucius had turned around to glare her down as she gave him her own rules on how she'll be treated. "Second, you will not put me down for your own pleasure as you enjoyed to do in the last few years. Thirdly, I will do what I want, when I want and you will have no right to lay a hand on my body. Is that clear enough for you or do I need to write to the paper's and tell them about your late night meetings with Severus and a few other guests."

"Clear." Lucius growled before trying to snatch at her hand to pull her along but she swatted it away before shoving her shoulder into him as she passed her father.

Fred swallowed with red cheeks that matched his hair as George grinned at him. That summer would be rather interesting.