Told You You'd Be a Weasley

Fred

Fred's POV

*Flashback*

We sat in the kitchen at Aunt Muriel's, planning our attack for the next day, Danielle was perched on the kitchen counter, I leaned on it to her left, George was helping dad with something outside so her attention was all mine for once. She played with my hair, it was grown out too long for my liking but she loved it, that's the only reason I was letting it grow out. I leaned into her touch, she moved to sit on the counter behind me, a leg on either side of me, she hugged me.

"Don't worry Freddie." She spoke quietly so no one else could hear, the hair on the back of my neck stood up, my breath hitched in my throat.

"Worry?" I couldn't turn to look at her, she'd see the way she affected me, I had never been good at hiding it but right now, with her body wrapped around me, if I looked at her I would probably kiss her, tell her how much I'm in love with her, tell her how much it kills me that she chooses George time and time again even though he's too daft to realize his feelings for her.

"About tomorrow. We'll be together every step of the way." She said as quietly as she could, looking around to make sure no one could here her. "You don't have to pretend to be brave around me, I know how scared you are." She rubbed my shoulders, for a moment I thought that maybe she was giving me an in, that she wanted me to tell her how I felt, that she was choosing me, for the first time since we met, maybe she had finally realized I was in love with her. I turned and looked at her, her eyes a pale green, once filled with such joy were now hardened and filled with fear, she looked at me and smiled, I couldn't stop myself from smiling back.

"Danielle, if I was as brave as you think I am, I would tell you-" George and dad opened the door calling for my help cutting me off before I could finish, Danielle's eyes changed, she looked at George with such admiration, the joy even came back for a moment, I had been wrong, her heart still belonged to George. I turned and walked out with my brother, daft as ever to help dad with some last minute prep work.

That night, I laid awake, I couldn't stop thinking about the battle looming ahead of us, what if something did happen, what if I died never telling Danielle how I felt, what if she died never knowing. Tears rolled down my cheek. I walked to the small desk in George and I's room and pulled out some parchment.

Just in case I thought. I probably wont even have to use them. I began writing, I couldn't put the words exactly in the right order, I couldn't think straight. I decided to start with one for George. If I die I want him to go for Danielle, I know he loves her, he's just to daft to say something himself, he's loved her since the day they met, the moment their eyes met he was in love...but so was I. But I couldn't think about that right now, I had to keep myself together. I wrote for a long while. When I was done I heard a knock at the door, apparently it was just loud enough to stir the previously sleeping George. I opened it, there she was, tears staining her face, her hair falling out of the messy bun she had fallen asleep in. She wrapped her arms around me and cried into my chest.

"Danielle, love, what's wrong?" George had emerged beside me, she pulled him into the hug and held us both with as much strength as she could muster. I looked to George hoping for some explanation but he was just as confused as I was.

"Hey, hey." I whispered turning her chin up to look at us. "Don't cry, everything is going to be alright." She looked up at me with a soft smile, then looked to George, looked at the bandages around his head, she touches his cheek. I look away so she doesn't see how much it hurts to see her choosing him again and again.

"I just kept thinking about how I almost lost you once. You guys are my best friends, what am I supposed to do without you guys?" Her voice was hoarse, she had obviously been crying for some time now. I gripped her hand in mine and lead her to the pull out couch George and I had been sharing since we arrived, George followed and sat on her other side.