Book 1:
On the night, 31st October 1981, Voldemort came to my house because a prophecy. He murdered my parents and attempted to kill my brother Harry but was unsuccessful and left him with the famous 'lightning bolt' scar. He was famous among witche...
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"WHAT!!!!" George shouted and I flinched. "YOU AND MALFOY!!"
"Well that was not who I suspected." Mrs Weasley spoke.
Fred on the other hand never spoke. Which was odd. He never had nothing to say. Why hasn't he said anything? I slowly turn my gaze to Fred. I could tell that he was hiding something and tried to figure it out. It suddenly hit me.
"You knew didn't you..." It came out slightly more accusing than I meant.
He looked at me and nodded.
"Why'd you never say anything?" I asked interested in his response as he was always vocal of his hate for the Malfoy family.
"Well..." He stuttered as he ran his hand through his ginger hair. "I... er well, I um, you see, I saw you once at Hogwarts about the castle and I saw you with him."
"So you followed me! Is that it Fred? Well, answer."
"No I never followed you," Fred responded confidently, finding his inner Gryffindor. "I wouldn't. It was in your 5th year and I was looking for you. I wanted to tell you about our grand exit but I just happened to walk around a corner and you were with... Malfoy and I was just about to tell him to sod off when you were laughing like I haven't heard you laugh for a long time and I realized that he was the cause of it and then you guys starting kissing so I backed away shocked with what I saw. I was going to confront you and I tried but you were so happy and I didn't want to ruin it. I knew you were happy for the first time in a long time, what with Harry being in the tournament and it would have been cruel of me to do so. So I decided to wait and let you figure out what this was with Malfoy but you never did speak of it with me at least till now and that was ok. You had a right to your privacy and I get why you didn't want to go public, so well I guess I watched from a distance. And before you go ballistic on me it was just to make sure it was a real thing you had and that he was good for like a brother should. So hate for I don't care but I am glad I did keep an eye because I saw that he was different around you and that he cared deeply and you felt the same. That was obvious to me."
I was stunned. Shocked. I had absolutely nothing to say. Tears appeared in my eyes and I went over and hugged him. "You don't hate me?" I whispered hopefully looking up at him.
"How could anyone hate you?" Fred spoke matter of fact.
I smiled at him and glanced at George praying that he accepts my relationship with Draco. I bit lower lip, a nervous habit I have developed over the years.
"George... Don't hate me."
"Ari why on earth would you think I would hate. I'm shocked yes but I would never hate you. It's simply impossible." He laughed. I stared back at him with my mouth agape.
"But I'm having his baby."
"So do you love him? And he you?" He asked. Now if I had taken a drink of water at this moment in time I would have done a spit take.
