The Weasley Child

Chapter 3

After two weeks in Fred's bed, i finally felt that I had the strength to leave the room. The past two weeks at the Weasley have been the darkest and most depressing days of my life. There have not been a lack of tears in the household to say the least.

I had not told anyone the news, not about the engagement or the baby. At this point I had hardly even spoken words to anyone. We were all secluded from each other, dealing with the loss in our own ways.

I twist the engagement ring on my finger watching as it turns round and round. Todays going to be the morning I get out of bed. I had promised myself that a few days ago. I felt stupid at first, mourning and crying so much. Mrs Weasley had the right to, she lost a son. Then I thought of Fred and how he was my fiance, and the grief swallowed me whole. I didn't even have the energy to think anymore.

I reach for my wand on the bedside table and flick it towards the blinds of the window. They slide upward as a few drops of light pour in. I look at the clock on the wall, it's only 5:57am. I breathe in deeply staring at the ceiling one last time before i fling my legs over the side of the bed. Before i can even try and stand up memories are flooding back to me.

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"I can't believe your getting married!" I squeal along with all the other bridesmaids. My best friend Taylor was finally getting married to the man of her dreams.

"I know!" She sighs with the biggest smile possibly spreading across her face. "And it'll be your turn next." She whispers loud enough for only me to hear.

"I wouldn't be so sure about that." I whisper back laughing slightly. She just gives me a little smirk before walking off to get fnishing touches on her makeup. Taylor likes to think she's always right, but i know that she's wrong about this one. I've never been lucky with relationships, i've only ever actually had one. It was back at Hogwarts in my third year, horrible experience. Since then, things haven't exactly gone well in the romance department.

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The wedding was beautiful, Taylor and her now husband, Matt, make an adorable couple. Everything went perfect. I congratulate them during the reception but then wander aimlessly for a little while. Taylor was a few years older than me, so most of the people here had graduated from hogwarts a few years ago while i was still attending, leaving me to feel slightly awkward wandering around on my own.

Someone bumps into me and i trip and bump into someone else.

"Bloody hell." I say as something spills down the front of my dress.

"i'm sorry, that was my fault." I hear a voice say, and i look up to see a boy about six inches taller than me staring down at me. His hair was fiery red, and i reconized him immediatly. He was attending hogwarts with me, although he was a year above me. "it's just water, don't worry." He says giving me a silly grin.

"Oh no, it was my fault, i bumped into you, i'm sorry." I say pulling my want out of my bag and cleaning up the mess. "You're one of the Weasley boys aren't you." I say quietly looking back up at him. It's funny how i've noticed this boy plenty of times before, after all we are both in the same house at school, Gryffindor, but i've never really noticed him before.

"Fred Weasley." He says sticking his hand.

"Kerri Beckfort." I say reaching my hand towards his.

"Pleasure. Well Miss Beckfort, would you care to dance?" He asks motioning to the dance floor.

"I'd be delighted." I reply giggling slightly. Tonight was going to be a fun night, i could tell.

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A tear rolls down my cheek as the memory fades. The first time Fred and i ever met, how wonderful the rest of the evening was, how that night changed my life.

I wipe the tear away and force myself to stand up and walk out of the room. When I get downstairs i'm surprised to find Ginny and Ron both sitting down at the kitchen table.

"Morning Kerri." Ginny says quietly looking at me as if she's afraid i'll break down if she speaks to me.

"Hello Ginny." I say sitting down next to her. "Morning Ron." I say nodding my head at him.

"Hello Kerri. Excuse me." He says getting up and going up the stairs towards his room on the top floor.

"How are you feeling this morning?" Ginny says hesitantly.

"It's okay to ask." I say giving her a meek smile. "We're all feeling the same at this point, upset. It's getting easier though, and it will continue to."

"Yeah, it's just so hard to believe that he's really- I mean, i always thought you two would end up getting-" She keeps stumbling over words, realizing that what she wants to say may not be the best thing to say right now.

"I know what you mean, I felt the same way." I say taking off my ring and sliding it into the pocket of the jeans i had thrown on. I trust Ginny and want to tell her the truth of what is going on right now. Ever since i met her we have been as close as sisters. "I need to get out of here." I say standing up and putting my  hair up in a ponytail. "Would you like to come with me? We can go to a muggle city, just walk around. It'd be a change of scenery."

"That's a good idea, let's go."

Neither of us care to think of how it's only 6:00am, we both just know we need to get out of here. All i know is that I need to tell Ginny about this little weasley child inside of me.