Family of Four

1 - Big News

Summary: After suddenly experiencing nausea and throwing up. Y/N discovers some big news that would change her and Fred's life for good.

Warning/s: Mentions of pregnancy, throwing up, nausea, mentions of food, and mentions of hexing.

I groaned as I bent over the toilet for what seemed like the third time tonight.

"Love?" said the sleepy voice of my husband as he immediately appeared by my side, pulling my hair back into a makeshift ponytail as I emptied the contents of my stomach into the toilet.

"Are you okay?" He asked, concern lacing through his words as he rubbed my back gently.

"I'm fine." I answered, trying to reassure him with a small smile.

He looked at me skeptically, Fred knew me even better than I knew myself. Perks of being best friends ever since we were eleven.

"You sure?" He asked. To which I answered with a small nod.

We settled back in bed minutes later, I fell asleep immediately, feeling slightly exhausted.

But little did I know, Fred did not fall asleep immediately.

Author's POV

Fred stared at his wife, who was now sleeping peacefully by his side, his brow furrowed.

He didn't know what was happening, she only started vomiting yesterday. And even that happened out of the blue.

She didn't seem sick, one minute she would be fine then the next minute she would already be throwing up. She would also often wake up with a slight headache but later that day, she would be moving around like everything was alright.

As if feeling her significant other's worry, Y/N mumbled a small, "Go to sleep Freddie." making him chuckle as he pulled her closer to him and went to sleep.

Reader's POV

"Are you sure that you're okay doll?" Fred asked as I prepared to go out to meet up with Hermione and Ginny.

I nodded, sitting down on his lap, "I'll be fine. I'm not porcelain Freddie. I won't break that easily."

He hummed, kissing my cheek, "I'm just worried about you doll."

I giggled, "I'll be fine Freddie. Don't worry."

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Later on, as we had tea at Ginny and Harry's flat, catching up with one another.

Despite the age differences between the three of us, we still grew up with the closeness of sisters. Being the only teenage girls at the Weasley household, we depended on one another, especially for comfort when the boys were being the daft idiots they were.

Everything was going well, until a wave of nausea came over me.

"Are you okay Y/N?" Hermione asked with a concerned look on her face.

I gave her a small smile, "I'm fine. I've just been a bit nauseous lately."

Ginny furrowed her brows, "Have you been throwing up lately?"

I nodded, "It only started the other day."

Hermione and Ginny exchanged a look, as if having a silent conversation.

"Have you had your period yet?" Hermione asked, having the same look she wore whenever she was close to figuring something out.

"No." I said, shaking my head, eyes widening as realization struck me, "It's late by two weeks."