Harry Potter One Shots And Imagines

Fred Weasley- Pregnancy (c)

y/b/n- Your Boyfriend's name.

The war had destroyed everything that you had once held dear leading to you being forced to have to try and see the world differently. You had once been in a happy relationship, but during the final battle at Hogwarts he had been killed. Honestly you had never imagined you would have been able to get over it, but even though it still hurt you terribly your best friend had done everything he could to make sure things were to look up.

With the only other option being to live in your old home that held all of the memories of the man you had loved, you were grateful to Fred's offer to move in with him and George above their shop. By no means did you want to forget your boyfriend but you couldn't handle to constant reminders that your home offered and the hectic lives of the twins were a welcome distraction to you.

For pretty much the whole of the month you had been living with the twins you had been fairly under the weather. You'd spent most days vomiting but you had assumed it was a bug or just being rundown from the trauma you had been through. However, it soon become apparent that it may be something different that had made you feel this way. You hadn't paid too much attention to mother nature's unwelcome visits but you were now aware that you had missed it.

Having sat yourself on the sofa you held your head in your hands unsure how to even understand what the hell was going on. You were terrified that it could possibly be true. You were forced out of your thoughts as the sofa shifted causing you to pay attention to the redhead whom had plopped himself next to you.

"What's up Y/N/N?" He smiled looping an arm around your shoulders. "Missing Y/B/N?"

You shock your head. "No, worse actually. Um... I er... I had been being sick for some time and I didn't know why and I just realised I have missed my period."

Fred became pale as he realised what was occurring. "Wait... are you?"

Your head fell back into your hands, not wanting to actually have to face reality.

"I don't know, Freddie. I don't know."

"I think you might be pregnant," he said softly. "Had you and... he... er... you know... before?"

This wasn't a discussion you ever thought you were going to have to have with your best friend, but it didn't particularly seem like there was any way to get out of it.

"I can't be pregnant Fred. I can't be," you sighed trying to hold in your tears. "What am I supposed to do? I can't raise a child on my own. They deserve their father, but all they will get is me. This can't be happening."

His other arm wrapped around you too, holding you in a tight and warm embrace to help calm you down and try to help you find reason even though it was a faraway concept.

"Look, you don't even know if you are yet. You might not be. It might just be stress. But if you are it will be okay. You will be a great mother, and I wish Y/B/N could have met his kid if you are pregnant, but he will be proud of you for doing whatever you see right and even if he isn't here you aren't alone. I am here. I will do anything I can to help. And you have George too he loves you like a sister. For that fact, my whole family love you, and we will support you," he smiled warmly.

Your smile was weak but you appreciated having your best friend there for you in the moment that you needed him the most.

"Thank you, Freddie. I don't know what I would be able to do without you. I'm so scared and I don't know what to do," you whispered, pained by the uncertainty of what the hell you were supposed to do.

"You're practically my sister, I'd do anything for you. Give me a minute to tell George that we're going out and I will take you to mum's. She'll know what to do, no like it'll be her first pregnancy," he said softly. 

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Written by Charlotte.

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