Maybe One Day (George Weasley x Reader)

Part 7 (Finale): Perfect

A/N: This is the last part of the Maybe One Day series! It's been such fun to write and I really hope you've enjoyed it too. This is shorter than I expected and just fluffy goodness tbh with some amusing and cute Fred mixed in. I probably could have done more with it but I think it's pretty good (maybe I'm just rusty with my writing a little bit). Thanks for being patient with me and still following me, I love you all truly! <3 <3
Word count: 1,715
Warnings: swearing, beautiful fluff

"Well this is a great start!"

"Hey! I'm trying, I'm not an expert with this thing!"

"It's a car Fred! Not rocket science!"

"It is to me!"

Fred restarted the car and the engine finally burst to life after several tries. You suddenly wished for the chance to apparate but being so heavily pregnant meant it was too risky, so you'd gone for the car. Unfortunately, you had Fred has your driver.

"You should've seen Dad's face when he brought this thing." Fred laughed, shaking his head in reminisce. "He practically-."

"Fred just focus on the car!" You gritted your teeth in frustration as another contraction started.

"Right. Okay." Fred nodded, looking straight ahead as you began to ascend into the sky. He quickly switched the invisibility booster on as to not be seen by muggles, he had learnt from his brother's mistakes.

"Where did you say George was again?"

"Him and Ron went out to a meeting with the owner of Zonko's. It'll be so cool when we buy that place."

"Yeah great." You said dismissively with a tone of annoyance. "When's he coming back?"

"I sent him an urgent owl so hopefully he'll get to the hospital." Fred sounded almost timid, slightly scared of your response.

"Hopefully?!" You yelled. Fred shrugged with an annoyed sigh. "I'm sorry. I know I'm being a bitch. I'm just really, really scared."

Fred's expression softened. "It'll be okay, y/n. He'll be there. I know my brother, he would never miss this."

"Thanks Fred." You took a deep breath and calmed down, comforted by Fred's words. You tried to ignore the oncoming of sharp pains but eventually it became too much too handle and you were near to sobbing in the passenger seat. Fred became more and more concerned.

The hospital was in sight now, so Fred stepped on the gas pedal and because the car was flying, it didn't take long to get there. He stopped and parked the car (terribly). He rushed around to help you out, you grabbed his hand a little too strongly and made your way to the entrance.

"I still don't get why you insisted on a muggle hospital." Fred spoke a little judgementally as he passed through the doors. You turned to glare at him and he instantly apologised, retracting his statement. "I mean it's very nice."

A nurse came over and offered a wheelchair, you thanked her before she started to whisk you away to a hospital room. Fred trailed behind.

"Wait, can't we wait for my husband?" You asked the nurse, the fear in your voice of not having George was painstakingly clear. The nurse frowned.

"Well, where is he? Babies don't usually wait around." She kindly spoke with a smile and then another contraction made you scream. You grabbed Fred's arm for something to hold.

"Ow!" Fred couldn't help the little yelp he made as you squeezed his arm tightly. "That hurts." You glared at him again.

"The baby doesn't seem ready to wait." The nurse started to wheel you in the direction of the hospital's maternity ward.