♡ 𝐌𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬 | 𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐎𝐩𝐞𝐧

○ not ready | fred weasley

TW:death

Description: you die before your
boyfriend fred in the battle of
hogwarts. after being seperated, your ghost finds his.

arms wrapped around your legs. you sat by your body. you're bloodied body lay over a blanket. you watched as your friends cry over your corpse. it was a morbid scene; but, you weren't ready to leave just yet. you wanted to see how the fight played out. hogwarts was your home. even if you no longer attended. you would die to protect it. well, you did die to pretect it, and you couldn't leave until you knew what would become of your it. you got up from your body and made your way around the great hall. you could see others. ghosts watching as family and friends mourned, it made your heartache. they just were kids. you used to be just like them. you looked out and saw a familiar head of orange hair in the distance; but, sometimes was different. his frame was not opaque like the living; rather, his skin and clother were sheer as yours was. fred was a ghost. you walked down and stood next to him just watching as fred crouched over his body just as you were. his transparent tears falling down his face. the once goofy man you knew was gone in this moment. you almost broke out into tears yourself; instead, you cautiously took a seat next to him. it was then when he noticed your presence. looking over to you with his glassy eyes.

"y/n?" he sniffled trying to wipe his tears. you and fred had initially spilt up during the battle. agreeing you would meet again, ultimately, you never found eachother again. it had only been a few hours since he last saw you, but it felt like days. and now, here you were in the same state as him. seeing you again had only added to his distress. not only was he dead but so were you.

"yeah freddie, it's me" your choked sob came out resembling a chuckle as you assured fred. your hands cupped his face as you repeated "i'm here" the thing about ghosts

"does that mean-" fred couldn't finish his sentence. he just couldn't believe it. he refused to believe it.

"yeah- yeah it does" fred finally snapped. his tears running down his face as he shoved his face in the crook of your neck. it made your heart sink. fred was usually the first once to try to diffuse the tension. but now, he just couldn't bring himself to it. all he wanted to do right now was to be held. though your embrace didn't feel like much, it was enough. you shifted your arms from his face to his shoulders. draping your forearms over them. "fred-" your voice dissipated as you tried to comfort him. not finding the proper words, you just rubbed small circles on his back. that was all he needed in the moment. you couldn't take it anymore. tears streamed down your face.

"y/n?" he softly asked.

"yeah?" you responded

"i'm not ready to die" he stated simply. fred was not the first person to be serious; but, in this moment it was the only thing he could be.

"me niether." was all you could muster

A/N: PAIN. PAIN.
so this may end up with a
part two? let me know if
you guys want one!
but yeah- imma go
cry now