an: idk if yall read this but im on holiday so i really have nothing better to do
"Dhee- I-"
"I'm ok, I just need to sit." Dheandra breathe out as the streams on her face kept going.
"Drink the tea ok it'll calm you. And hydrate you too."
"I feel trapped, Angie."
"Then I think you need to talk to someone new." Angelina proposed, she looked back at the sound of the burrow door opening
"What do you mean." Angelina sat Dheandra down as footsteps walked towards them. Fred with a tray of tea.
"You've been talking to me and Daphne about this and no one else and I would love to listen to your stories and rants but, you need to open up."
Dheandra looked confused. "Theres no rush but I think talking to someone different but simmilar will help you abit."
Fred came to the two girls with a warm smile and knelt down to them. "Tea and I definetely didn't drink out of your cup because I poured to much."
"Trust me." Angelina winked and grabbed a cup of tea. "You two talk, you'll find more than common grounds and comforts. Bye babes I'll be in when the two of yuhs are done." She hapily took her cup and walked back into the burrow.
Dheandra avoided Freds gaze while Fred groaned trying to get into a comfortable position, "Dunnnow what thats about she's always all sorts of random." Fred stiffled out a laugh trying to lighten the mood.
"You know I feel like I've seen you before." Fred said as he gave her the warm cup of tea "Like I've said Hufflepuff keeper." her words shivered from the breeze and tears, taking the cup from him.
The roar of the wind filled the silence until Fred continued "Nonono I mean, recently." Dheandra seemed confused and so she replied "By the shop you mean?" raising an eyebrow taking a sip from the cup.
Fred finally set the cup down deep into the dirt and sighed letting a faint smog of smoke out, "Alright I am done beating around the bush...You're that girl from the alley." there it was again just the wind and silence.
"You're the man who sucker-punched my husband.'' She played around with the tea in her cup. Biting her lip and holding in tears, forcing a smile.
"That was your husband I..." Fred looked up and seemed stressed, rubbing his temples, not being able to comprehend the situation, "I just would have suspected someone nicer for a brilliant gal like you..."
"Brilliant is an overstatement." she chuckled.
"You're a healer that takes straight O's, persistent work, and a lot of studying..." his face confused with a tone trying to knock some sense into her
"Well my family is not really impressed with my degrees and more disappointed I couldn't find the urge to bear a child a year into marriage." she ranted.
"This might strike a nerve." He faced her.
"Then don't strike."Dheandra replied sternly "I know what you might think, he's not a bad man, he just has his bad days."
Fred pierced his lips "Bad days are not a good enough excuse for bashing your skull to the side of the road."
Then there was silence again, the same feeling Dheandra gets, the same pang to the heart she feels everytime Angelina tries to scold her about her relationship. Fred stared towards her blank expression, knowing what she feels, thinking he knows how she feels.
"I used to play this game with my friends as an ice breaker..." Fred said, now facing Dheandra.
" I tell 1 truth about myself and in exchange they do the same."
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Vile a Fred Weasley fanfiction
FanfictionThis is about a pureblood witch who was forced into marriage, seemingly perfect on the outside but bruised and harmful to those in it, especially to Dheandra Harrison. Will the man from the Weasley family change her life or will she change his ?
