Remus Lupin's Goddaughter

~ Unexpected Pt 5 ~

Fred's POV

"Cora...Cora?" I repeat, as I watch her pass out in my arms.

My heart began to race as I tried to shake her awake.

"No, no...don't do this to me, Cora. Please..."

I then hear the sound of a baby crying. I looked over and saw the midwife handing a baby over to one of the nurses who placed her on a table and starts cleaning her off. I then look back at Cora who continued to lie there. The other nurses check on her.

"Mr Weasley, you're going to have to leave the room whilst we recover Cora."  One of them says.

I shook my head.

"No, I'm not leaving her."

"Mr Weasley, please..."

"No! I said no! I-I can't..." I say, as I grip onto Cora's hand and sob.

One of the nurses went out into the hallway and a few seconds later, I hear footsteps walk in and a hand gently grips my shoulder.

"Fred, come on..." I hear my dad say, his voice cracking a bit.

"No, dad! You don't understand!"

"I know I don't, Fred. But, we need to let the nurses do their job." He says.

Before I could answer back, he gently pulls me onto my feet. I go to pull away, but his grip was tight and he drags me out the room and into the hallway where my mum, George, Harry, Sirius and Remus were waiting. They had heard the commotion so they all had pale faces and tears in their eyes. My mum immediately runs over and pulls me to her chest.

"She'll be fine, Fred...she's a strong girl."

I cry into her chest as she starts rubbing my back.

"I-I need her, mum...I need her."

"I know you do, love..." she whispers.

We pull away when the bedroom door opens and a nurse is standing there with a little pink bundle in her arms. She gives us a sympathetic smile.

"Mr Weasley...your daughter." She says, holding the bundle out to me.

I look and saw a tuff of dark brown hair peeking out from the blanket. That's all I could see. Not because she was covered by the blanket, but because I couldn't bear to look at her. I shook my head and backed away.

"I-I can't...I can't take her...I'm sorry."

I rush into the bathroom and shut the door behind me.

Molly's POV

I watch as Fred runs into the bathroom and shuts the door. The nurse looks at us with sadness in her eyes as she gently pats the baby's back.

"I-I'm sorry. I shouldn't of brought her out so quick..."

"No, no lovey, it's not you..." I reassured her. "It's...it's just hard on him right now."

She nods and looks down at the baby.

"Should I take her back inside the room?"