It's been three days since I received that letter of Fred, you don't know how many times I tried to reach him but I got no reply, I've tried to talk to Dumbledore but he said nothing was going to happen. He believed I was just going mad because I was having a baby.
"I'm sure they're okay." Hermione sat by me as I just watched the clouds pass over the past days thinking about him.
"Yes. Sure." I tried to ignore her, I knew he wasn't.
"Come on y/n. He's Fred. He can take care of himself, sometimes." Ron laughed and then got up and walked towards the door. "We'll be back later. C'mon Hermione."
"I promise we will be back, we just have to get to lesson." Hermione said before running back out of the door.
I stayed exactly where I was, alone, or so I thought.
"You think I'm crazy to, don't you, Harry?" I turned around and saw Hardy just staring at me from the other side of the room.
"How did You know I was here?" He whispered.
"I can feel your presence." I smiled at him and he walked up to me and sat beside me. "I'm not crazy." I looked back at him.
"I know you're not." He said. "I can feel him too, Voldemort, my scar burns up." He said.
"He's after them, Harry, he's after Fred and all the others." I whispered to him.
"I know." He said. I didn't expect him too say anything else, besides, what could he do?
"You better get to lesson," I said.
"You sure?" He looked at me and I nodded so he got up and walked away. I felt him turn around like he was going to say something, but he decided not to. I sat looking out the window and watched time go by and I realised something. What if Fred really needs my help? What if he really is in trouble? I'm sitting around watching clouds go by whilst he may be tortured right this very second.
I grabbed a coat and used that spell Hermione used to hide my bump and I wrapped myself up so no one could identify me. I walked out of the Gryffindor common room as I kept my head low. Everyone was in lesson and I walked through the corridor and tried not to make a scene. I was almost caught when professor McGonagall and Umbridge walked past, they were arguing about how Umbridge runs her job. It was quite funny but I didn't pay much attention, I was just focusing on getting out. I got to the clock tower when I began to realise there was no way out, I didn't think of how I was going to get to the burrow. I looked around and saw one of the school broomsticks and of course, I had to take one.
I was there, I arrived at the burrow but it felt, empty. I knocked on the door, but no reply. I walked straight in and the door was unlocked, I walked through the kitchen and the only sound I heard was the sound of the floor creaking where I was stood.
"Freddie?" I whispered but heard no reply. I carried on walking around, the house looked abandoned, like the Weasleys left, out of no where. I looked up the stairs and saw nothing, I heard nothing. Then, I felt something rumble underneath me. It made my whole body jump, I looked at the ground and remembered that the Weasleys have a little basement so I ran downstairs. "Freddie?" I said. But I saw nothing, no one. I walked back up and walked towards the exit of the house.
"Y/n Weasley. Why am I not surprised to see you here?" I heard someone say behind me as I grabbed the door handle.
"Nice to see you again," I smiled. I turned around and looks at them. "Sirius."
"Been a while." He smerked and winked at me.
"Not long enough." I laughed as I ran up and hugged him.
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