The Best Friend (A Fred Weasley Fanfic)

The Outing

Y/n jogged back towards the castle and went to her dorm. She walked into her dark, mysterious dormitory, and grabbed her dirty clothes basket next to her mirror. She looked in the mirror and saw something different about herself, though she had not changed her appearance. Y/n sighed and went on her way. As she put her clothes down the chute, she felt the same sick feeling she did before. Y/n looked around the room she were in to see if anyone had been in there, as she felt someones gaze on her. She put the rest of her items in the chute and left the room as fast as she could say the word "Hello." 

As Y/n walked through different corridors, her breath got heavy. She looked at the paintings, the slightly chipped statues, she looked at everything. She began to pant, as she felt very hot all of a sudden. She moved her hand back and forth to try to cool herself down. 

Y/ns vision had became blurry as she shouted out, "Help!" Her knees became weak as she fell to the ground. 

The people in the paintings gasped in shock. They all began to talk, the conversations got all the way to the Fat Lady, who was all the way at the seventh floor.

"Oh dear! I cant believe it." The Fat Lady said as she covered her mouth in aw, "Fred, George! Weasleys!" the Fat Lady opened the door to the Gryffindor common room and yelled for Fred and George Weasley.

"Yes?" They both said sitting on the the couch.

"Its Y/n, shes in one of the corridors. She dropped. Find her!" The Fat Lady said as she urged them out of the common room.

They nodded at the Fat Lady as they thanked her and began to run down the moving Stairs. They knew that she had to be somewhere near the Slytherin common room. 

Fred looked at the paintings as he asked, "Where is she?"

The paintings had known the trio, and knew that he had been asking about Y/n. They all gave their responses, and Fred took all of them in. He nodded in thanks and ran away with his brother. As they ran through each corridor, all of the people in the paintings had pointed in one direction. George and Fred had followed their pointing, until they came across Y/n lying on the ground. Light had been shining on Y/ns limp, sweating, body. The twins had ran up to her, and knelt down. They smiled at the fact that they found her, but their smiles faded away as they realised something were wrong. One of the painting had spoken up as Fred held her.

"She was getting back from doing her laundry. She walked into the room perfectly fine, but when she came out she looked like she'd seen a dead body. She looked really nervous, and she had been looking around like someone had been watching her." The person in the painting said.

Fred and George looked at the man, "Thanks."

The man smiled and nodded, jestering that he was done speaking. Fred picked Y/n up, one of his hands behind Y/ns neck, and the other behind her knees. He and George walked to the infirmary. As Fred laid her in the bed, looking at Madam Pomfrey. She gasped and put her hand on Y/ns head, checking her temperature. She walked away quickly to grab a wet towel. As she placed it on her forehead, she looked at George, than Fred. 

"Good thing you took her to me immediately. It looks like she just fainted, but she also could have had a panic attack.Do either of you two know what happened?" Madam Pomfrey asked.

They both shook their heads, before George spoke up, "Is she going to be alright?"

"Yes, she should be fine. But she is going to have to stay here for awhile." Fred and George nodded their heads in agreement. 

*An hour later*

Fred and George waited next to Y/n in anticipation, waiting for her to wake up. The sky had started to darken, meaning that it was around 6 pm. Y/ns hand twitched, and Y/n shot up. She panted and held her chest. Fred and George stood up and assisted her.

"Madam Pomfrey! Madam Pomfrey! She awake!" George said in excitement.

Madam Pomfrey walked with some speed to the bed Y/n had been laying in, "Lovely!"

Fred and George smiled, and put a hand on Y/ns shoulders. As Y/n caught her breath, she slowly moved herself to lay back down. 

"Do you remember what happened? Anything?" Fred asked before Madam Pomfrey got the chance to.

"I dont want to talk about it right now." Y/n said.

"Can we take her now?" George asked.

"Not yet. Here, drink this." She handed Y/n a glass of water.

Y/n took the glass and downed it. Water dripped from her mouth to her chin as she wiped it off. Y/n looked at Madam Pomfrey and handed her the empty glass. She looked at the twins and smiled.

"Madam Pomfrey, can I go now. Being in the infirmary is not one of my favorite places to be." Y/n said as she chuckled.

Madam Pomfrey hesitated to say yes, but built up enough courage to let her go. The trio thanked Madam Pomfrey, before Fred and George helped Y/n out of the room. As they got to the Gryffindor common room, the Fat Lady smiled and began to cheer.

"Oh! Shes ok! I was so worried, even ask George, when I told him and Fred that you had fainted, he had to make sure that I wouldt." The Fat Lady said as she chuckled, the soon going back to being worried.

"Im ok, can you let us in now. I need to sit down?" Y/n asked.

"Oh yeah, I forgot. Get well!" The Fat Lady said as she opened the door.

Fred and George sat Y/n down the couch and smiled.

"What happened?" Fred asked as he looked at Y/n.

"Im not sure. I just remember being in the laundry room and feeling as if someone had been watching me. When I got out, I still felt sick. I got really hot and my vision got blurry. My knees went weak and I yelled for help, then I fainted. Y/n said as she looked down.

"Did you see anone?" George asked.

"No." Y/n responded to Georges question.

*Y/n fell asleep in Freds dorm*

Y/n shifted in her sleep next to Fred. She woke up as she had the feeling she was going to be sick. She threw the covers off of her and headed to a trash can. As she vomited in the trash can, Fred woke up. He looked over to find Y/n sitting on the ground, hunched over a trash can. He got up and ran to Y/n. He grabbed her hair and rubbed her back. Tears ran down her face, as her throat burned form the vomit. After she had finished, she sighed and wiped her tears away. Fred let go of her hair, as Y/n wiped her mouth. 

"Fred," Y/n said, looking at Fred as he sat next to her, still rubbing her back.

"Yes. dear?" Fred said as he worried that she was sick.

Y/n hesitated to say the words of truth, but brought herself to say them, "Im pregnant." A tear rolled down her face as she faced the reality of her words.

Freds mouth fell open slightly, but no words came out. he looked at Y/n and smiled. He hugged Y/n and kissed the top of her head.

"Is it mine?" Fred asked in a sweet voice.

"Y-Yeah. Im so sorry." Y/n said as her voice broke.

Fred tilted her head to face is, "What, no, its fine. This is amazing!" Fred said as he smiled, tears coming to his eyes.

"R-really? Are you sure? I dont want you to commit to something you dont want to do." Y/n said as she held Fred hand.

Freds smile got wider as he nodded frantickley, a tear rolling down his cheek, "Im gonna be a dad! I dont care if were young, this is so amazing!"Fred said as he was about to kiss Y/n.

She pulled away and laughed, "I just vomited, are you sure you want to kiss me?"

Fred laughed and hugged Y/n. Kissing her head once more.