Another Weasley

Prologue

2 May 1998

Hermione Pov

The war has finally over! And now we can all live in peace and we can finish school, I have been perpare to finish school and work at the ministry for a long time. But apart of me can't find that happniess in me anymore. So much lost and grief has happened in the past years at Hogwarts.

But one has really hit this far and I can't let it go. Fred he is gone. I don't even have the power to even save him over that stupid wall that killed him. I wish he can wake up and tell us all that it was just a stupid prank he pulled. But no it is not prank and pieces of my heart has been ripped out of me.

I was going to tell him as soon as everything was over, but had to go and get himself killed. I don't even know what to do without him by my side.

I am stuck pregnant with his god damn child not knowing what to do. Fred and I have been together since my sixth year but we never told anyone, we did not even know how to tell anyone. And now here I am stuck two months pregnant with a baby that is fatherless.

I found out I was pregnant a few weeks after Ron left Harry and I. I knew I was not feeling well and imagin having to take a pregnancy test in the woods how embaressing that would of been.

"Hermione, come on lets go back to the burrow" Ginny said walking up to me and wrapped her arms around my waist as I wipe my tears before it can slip.

I can't go back. So many memories with Fred there and I won't get to hear the laugher of the twins planing to prank one of there siblings. I can't go back there and not knowing he is not going to be there. I though erasing my parents from there memories of me was worst but losing someone is ten times worse then forgetting the one you love most.

"I'm sorry Gin, I...I can't go back to the burrow" I said holding in my tears trying to let it slip or cry.

"Why?" Ginny asked me in a whisper with look of confuse.

"I can't" I whisper as most of the Weasley gather around even with Fred's body.

"Mione, dear come. I'll make a nice cup of tea" Molly said. Even when she has just lost her son she is putting a brave face on infront of her family. I don't know how I can be that strong.

"I'm sorry" I said in a whisper I look a George to see his red shotting eyes, and his eyes pleading for me to come but I couldn't.

Then I vanish away, away form Hogwarts and into a place where no one would find me in the muggle world. And my home place.

It's not just the humonors making me emotional but the grief of the person I love dead. It should of not been Fred, but why did it had to be him? It had to be anyonebut him. I don't know how I can do this nine months without him and right now I never been so alone in a world that destroy the light in magic.

If only Fred was by my side.

Seven Months Later-

"Push, Miss Granger, push!" The worst thing about motherhood is pushing another human baby out of you. My mother never told me it was this painful but this is like it's spliting myself in half.

Seven months since the war end and seven months since Fred died. I know most of the Weasley's and Harry have tried to find me or contact me but I just need time alone from everything. 

I even had the time to get myslef a little job in the bookshop near my home town and got myself apartment for myself.

But right now I am pushing my baby that Fred and I made out of me in St. Muggles Hospital I told them not to let anyone of the Weasley's know I am here, in fear for what they might think.

"Push, I can see the head! Keep pushing" the healer told as I try my best to push as much as I can to let my baby live. Sweat drip down my forhead and my hair feels wet like I have been for a run.

Soon the room feel quiet as I let one last scream leave my lips and the room feel with the cry of my baby come out. I lay back in the hospital bed as I catch my breathe and the feeling of tiredness look of me.

"It's a girl Miss Granger" The healer said after she cleaned my baby up and wrapped her in a pink blanket.

A girl. I have a little girl that I always dreamed of my own.

"A girl" I said as the healer past her to me. I look down at my little girl. I let a sod come out knowing Fred has miss this.

"Do we have a name for her?" The healer asked. My little girl open her eyes as as she did I saw the look of Fred in her little eyes. I don't think I can do this. I can't raise her to let her know who her father was and died for.

"Janelle" I said as a tear slip through my eyes.

I then past my daughter to the healer who look confuse what I am doing. I am not ready to raise my daughter who don't know what world her father died from.

"I can't raise her. Take her to someone who she would be raise in a safe home and be loved I can't" I said as I look away.

The healer was going to stay something but shut her mouth. As she left with my daughter Janelle I let a cry out realizing what I done.

I am not capable to be a mother, I don't want to lose my daughter like Molly lost Fred, but I know I will see her again some day, but not right now. Too much pain has come to this world.

At least I have faith that Janelle will be happy and safe and not know who her parents are. She will know some day but I will remember one thing...

I named her Janelle. The name Fred wanted to call his daughter one day. And now...

Janelle Granger-Weasley was born on December 14th 1998.