intriguing (fred weasley x fem! reader)

Chapter Forty-Nine: Nothing Left

*TW: HEAVY ANGST/SUICIDAL THOUGHTS/TORTURE DESCRIPTIONS* 

*FRED's POV*

   "Fred, get up, mate!" George's voice rang in my ears as he yanked me from the ground, "Where's Y/N?!" 

   "Gone," I muttered as I struggled to get on my feet.

   "Gone? What do you mean gone?" George asked as he pulled us through the fields to get somewhere safe. 

   "She left, with her mother," I answered slowly, my body still recovering from the curse, "I don't know where they went." 

   "Okay, I'm gonna need a better explanation than that. But now isn't the time, give me your hand," I didn't want to move, my entire body felt numb, "Fucks sake." George snatched my hand, our bodies were pulled away as we disapparated from the Burrow. 

   We landed on an abandoned farm, the Burrow was still in the distance but we were far away enough that the Death Eaters wouldn't find us. 

   "Okay, what the bloody hell are you talking about? Where is she?"

    I fell to the floor, pulling my knees to my chest, "I told you, she's gone."

   "Fred, you're not making a bit of sense." 

   "She left me, George! She said she was done pretending and that she never belonged here. Her mother said she'd picked them over us, over me! Is that making enough sense for you, George?! Do I need to also tell you that she used the fucking Cruciatus Curse on me?!" 

   "Oh, mate-" 

   "I mean, I should've seen this coming," I cut him off, "She said it herself, a Lestrange and a Weasley? It just sounds bloody ridiculous. She was right, we would've never worked." 

   "Fred, mate, you know Y/N doesn't really think that," George tried to convince me. 

   "Then why'd she leave, George? Hm? Why'd she tell me that she was choosing to go with them? If she truly doesn't think that, then why did she leave?"

   George let out an exasperated sigh, "I-I don't know, Freddie." 

   "Exactly. Because the truth is, she never loved me, not like I loved her." 

   "Fred, don't say that-"

   "No, George, I don't want to hear it. She's made her feelings perfectly clear," I snapped, "Now, come on. We should head back and see if everyone is alright." 

*Y/N's POV*

   I felt a pressure on my chest that was unrecognizable, a heavy feeling that made it nearly impossible to breathe as we landed on the outside gates of Malfoy Manor. 

   "Come along, dearie, everyone's waiting for you," my mother hissed as she pulled me through the gates. 

   I could hardly keep myself up due to the heaviness, she practically dragged me throughout my childhood home, "W-What's happening?" 

  We had come to a halt, my legs failing to keep me standing as I fell to my knees, "Y/N!" I recognized the familiar voice of my Aunt Narcissa, "Bella, what happened?" She wrapped her arms around me, bringing me to sit in one of the large armchairs in front of the fire. 

   My mother giggled, "Think that Cruciatus Curse got the better of her." 

   "Bella, I thought we agreed that Y/N had the choice of coming or not," my aunt argued.