My Promise For You | Fred Weasley

Prologue:

FLASHBACK

"Fred Weasley I promise, you will always be my first choice and to love you every day" I say holding my wand above our pinky promise. I feel like tickling in my hand.

"It's your turn Fred".

He takes a deep breath and says "Maylin Taylor I promise ...". He barely begins his sentence when the door opens and George enters. We immediately let go of each other's hands and he speaks up.

"What are you two doing? Don't tell me you were doing magic!". He said holding the doorknob. I panic and Fred and I say at the same time "No!".

"You were definitely doing magic, don't try to lie to me". George rolls his eyes at us. I can see that he doesn't believe us.

"No Georgie, I can assure you that's not true". I try to stay calm and hope that he didn't hear anything.

"Mmm I see, if you don't want to tell me it's fine, I don't care" and with that he leaves the room.

There is a silence that hangs now in the room but it's quickly broken by our laughter.

"We almost got caught so I don't think we should do it again" Fred says and tries to stop laughing.

"Yeah you're right it was risky! We could have been in trouble. And perhaps we don't need magic because I know that we will always be close". I say the rest of my sentence softly, as if I'm almost afraid to say it out loud.

"Yes, you're my best friend and you can count on me. Now let's go downstairs I'm sure mom finished making dinner".

END OF FLASHBACK

I was 12 at that time and I was already in love with him. Fred and George are my best friends, we've known each other since we were around 9 years old. My parents are part of the Order of the Phoenix, Miranda and Ethan Taylor. They were among the people who kept an eye on Harry Potter after he was taken to the Dursleys.

The promise was my idea. During a meeting of the order at my home I was listening secretly when one of them started talking about the fact that some wizard did a magical vow that can't be broken. I stopped listening to the rest of their conversation and went back to my room.

Laying on my bed, I think that I was going to propose to make one with Fred.

I had feelings for him and that would have been a guarantee that our friendship would last forever. Even if I was the only one to use the term "love" it didn't bother me. I would have made a promise to him and he would have made me one in return.

But I was far from suspecting the consequences of my act.