Rebuilt | f.weasley

5

I woke up to the sound of rain crashing against the window.

It took me as second to prise my eyes open, as my hangover from last nights was fresh.

The sky outside was only just turning light, the morning sun only just peeking through the horizon.

I didn't have a watch on me, but if i had to guess it was around four am.

I looked beside me to see a very sleepy looking Ginny, wondering how be both ended up here.

The morning was creeping in and in only a few hours the rest of the house would be up to go to work.

Luckily for us, neither me or Ginny had to go anywhere today and could sleep in for a long as we wished.

I couldn't help but smile at the fact that freds scent still lingered on my clothes, in some way comforting me.

He wasn't my boyfriend.

I blew that chance.

He probably didn't want anything anyway.

He could even have a girlfriend.

I needed to stop thinking about this, my head was hurting enough as it was and all i wanted was to fall asleep and relax.

Apart from harry, me and Ginny were definitely closet.

Don't get me wrong i adore Hermione and Ron with my whole heart, but me and Ginny used to always sneak about and go to parties together and just had very similar personalities.

She knew things about me that no one else knew, not even Fred.

And i knew things about her.

I was there for her when she was cheated on by Dean Thomas.

I was the first person she came out to.

She was the one of the only people i ever told about the time i had an abortion in my sixth year.

Fred knew as well, but she was the first i told.

It was an incredibly hard time for me, i wanted to keep the baby, but i just wasn't ready to be a mother.

Fred was as supportive as he could've been, he was with me at the hospital, and stayed with me after.

Ginny was the person who i cried to, i didn't sleep for days after it happened, i stayed in my dorm room, not wanting to leave.

Fred was still at school then, and it was around five months before my dad died.

Neither my father or Lupin knew that i had gotten pregnant, and we decided to not tell molly as i simply couldn't face that reaction.

Fred and i never actually got the chance to speak about it fully.

It took me a few weeks to tell him.

When i finally did, he tried to act as calm as possible, but i could tell he was freaking out on the inside.

He told me that he would support me on whatever i decided, and that it was my body so my choice to make.

I was thinking about leaving school and having the baby.

But i knew it was selfish to the child, i was only sixteen, i couldn't raise another human being.

I came to him a few days later, saying that it was probably best to get an abortion.

I knew that he could tell i wasn't happy with this decision, but he didn't push it as he knew how sensitive the topic was.

That evening we went to Professor MgGongoll and told her the situation, she organised for both of us to be allowed to get to St mungo's for the procedure and allowed me to have as much time off to process this as i needed, as well as Fred getting support for any troubles he had been feeling, which he refused.

The guilt consumed me, but luckily with school and everything going on i was able to be distracted from thinking about it for a while.

Then my life fell even further apart.

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'Hey Danny' a voice came from in front of me.

I grunted, still pretty much asleep.

'It's five' the voice said again.

'Oh' i replied simply, not sure why that has anything to do with me.

'We've been asleep for the past ten hours'

'So?'

'Wake up' Ginny wined, getting impatient.

I groaned, rolling over and rubbing my eyes as i yawned.

'I've got coffee'

I sat up, raising an eyebrow at her claim, wanting to make sure she was telling the truth.

She did indeed have two large mugs sat on the side, steaming with a white froth o the top and caramel sauce glazed in a cross.

I got fully up in bed, leaning against the headboard and pulling my hair into a messy bun so it was no longer in my face.

I held the cup with both hands, taking in the warmth, as Ginny did the same beside me on the bed.

'Danny' she said after a moment of silence as we both drank our drink.

'Hm'

'Do you think you and Fred are going to get back together?'

I stopped drinking.

'I could never love someone the way i loved fred, and everything we've been through... i don't know'

She was quiet for a minute, taking in what i said, almost wanting to say something but hesitating.

'Do you want to?' she asked

I hesitated.

I wasn't actually sure.

Yeah i wanted to.

But it was more complicated than that.

I wanted fred in my life, i wanted to be around him as much as possible, i wanted to hear his voice, his laugh, just anything.

And with all my heart i hoped he felt the same back.

But we both needed to talk, so much had happened in the final few months of our relationship.

I was pregnant.

We could've had a baby.

But before we had a chance to discuss everything, all hell broke loose.

That conversation would take place at a later date, but for now, i wanted to just put my mind in another place.

The few remaining hours of the day were approaching and i wasn't prepared to spend them doing anything apart from getting settled back into my home.

Like the papers said, i was the legacy now.

I was the remaining Black and the responsibility to uphold our family name was in my hands.