Chapter three

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I sat on mine and Fred's bed with my scrapbook on my lap. As a joke I suggested to Fred when we were little that we should keep a scrapbook of our friendship, he thought I was serious and actually did. He brought his camera everywhere with us just to take pictures of us and George doing stupid things. I looked at the picture of Fred and George both kissing my cheeks, I had the biggest smile on my eight year old face.

As I flipped through the memories I got to the part where Fred and I got together and we changed the scrapbook so we could remember our relationship forever. I looked at one of the first pictures, it was Fred asking me to go to the Yule ball with him, my hand was covering my mouth as I sat at the Gryffindor table shocked, tears formoring in our eyes, then the picture started moving, I jumped into Fred's arms nodding as he spun me around.

I quickly shut the book my heart aching at the sight of all mine and Fred's happy moments. I picked Blue up and walked downstairs to find Mrs. Weaslsy reading the Daily Profit.

"Mrs.Weas- Molly, can you watch Blue while I go out for a bit?" I asked cutting myself off knowing how much she hated when I called her Mrs.Weasley, because she feared it made her sound old.

"Oh of course dear, give her here." She replied, I handed her my tiny ginger before going to get my jacket and purse. I fixed my hair a bit and took some deep breathes trying to rid my eyes of the redness from tears. I walked downstairs thanking Mrs.Weasley on my way out.

I appreated off the Burrow property and landed in Godric's hallow. Walking across the busy street full of wizards I got to the gates of the cemitary. When I finally got the courage to open the latch, I pushed the gate open, a loud squeaking sound filed the quite area. I walked around until I found the headstone I was looking for.

I sat down on the leaf covered ground and sighed. "Hi baby." I started. "We all miss you on this side. Georgie is a wreck without you he won't even pull the smallest prank. Your mum and dad are trying to push past the fact the house isn't full of laughter and explosions. Ron and Hermione are engaged everyone's really excited for the wedding. Harry and Ginny are going steady, its quite cute actually I know if you where here you'd get all protective over her because she's your little sister. Gosh Freddie, Blue is growing so fast. It feels like yesterday you were standing by my bedside holding our little girl, but that was six months ago, and you've been gone for a week or so." I had stopped talking waiting for an answer, but I didnt get one. I don't know why I ever expected one, I just got my hopes up. "I really wish you were here baby. Everything is horrible, everything reminds me of you even the smallest things. My parents kicked me out because they didn't want a single teenage mum around their house. So I'm back in your old room with Georgie, its not that bad actually him and I often have midnight conversations together." I kept rambling on to the lifeless headstone dating my boyfriends birth and death. I chuckled to myself thinking about how crazy I must look to someone just passing by. "I don't even know why I'm explaing this to you, you'll never answer, you'll never reply." I started getting worked up and I felt tears brim my eyes. "Goddammit Fred Weasley!" I yelled. "If you just listened for five minutes of your life you would still be here with me. I told you to be careful and I told you not to joke around. But as always you didn't listen, you'd rather miss your daughters life then listen." I was growing more angry then I was upset, but as soon as I got mad it passed and tears welled up in my eyes again. "Fred... I don't think your realize how much I need you right now. I need you to help me raise our little girl. Georgie and the others try, and they try to understand but what the hell am I gonna tell Blue when she's older?" I couldn't hold anything in. For the last week all the shit I've been feeling has finally found a way to be expressed. But when I get back to the burrow i'm gonna put up my walls again and raise my baby. She needs me and she's the only thing I have left.

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