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Devore was sat below the tree organizing the presents so that they all fit. She sat there twiddling with the green bow on one of them addressed to Ron from his mother, and she sighed. Her shoulders were hunched over and she was despondent. Fred came into the room and saw her on the floor. "I must be in Heaven cause I see an angel upon me," he voiced poetically.
The corner of her lips turned up but not enough for him to see. Devore looked up at him. "Hi, sweetheart," she responded with a lack of enthusiasm.
He plopped down next to her, bringing his legs up. "What's wrong, love? You're not smiley anymore."
"I don't feel smiley."
"Aww, why's that?"
Devore bit the inside of her cheek, paused, and stopped playing with the bow. "Fred, do you think I'm selfish?" She suddenly asked.
Fred blinked his eyes. "What? No. Why would you ask that?"
"Because that's how I'm feeling, along with a bunch of other things," she explained and tucked her legs under her.
"Devore, what happened?"
She was still dwelling on her mother and Sirius, and was desperate to talk to someone about how she was feeling, but with somebody who could understand. "My father was everything to me. But now it's been almost three years since he's been gone, and I really, really don't want my mother to move on." Devore's expressed her thoughts and immediately felt guilty for voicing them.
Fred listened and slowly nodded. "Sirius?"
She quickly looked his way. "You know, too?" She asked disbelievingly.
He slightly grinned. "Yeah, it's not hard to tell that he's got a thing for your mum, darling." When he saw her frown again, Fred scooted closer to her. "And you're feeling guilty because you know they have feelings for each other and you don't want to see your mom with someone else?"
"What kind of daughter am I to not want my mother to be happy?" She spoke with a small scoff. "But I do want her to be happy. That's the selfish part."
"Devore, you're not selfish. You lost your bad. You have every right to feel this way," he assured her. Maybe Fred couldn't understand completely. His parents were happily in love in their marriage and had been for years. But he did know one thing. "I've never really sat and thought about what I would want for my mum and dad if one of them were to pass, mostly cause I don't ever want to. But I know that if I ever die, I want you to eventually move on and find someone else."
Devore immediately shook her head. "I would never do that. My heart belongs with you." She said deeply.
Fred smiled again. "I know that darling, but you deserve to live your life with somebody, even if it's not with me someday. But do you get what I'm trying to say? Everybody deserves to have somebody, no matter the situation. Have you talked to your mum about that?"
