Never Is Our Always

Tell Me Something I Don't Know

(Minnie pov) (Late March)

Fred jogged down the stairs after asking him if he could go down to the store since my back was hurting.

"Thank you!" I call after him.

"No problem!" Fred shouts, shutting the door after him. He did think it was odd at first, but he never argued or asked with me.

As soon as he left, I went to the bathroom, and that's where it all went wrong.

I stripped after locking the door behind me, I touched my stomach, the tiniest bump was there. Two months.

"Hey there little one," I whispered, "mummy's happy you're here, but daddy doesn't know. I'm sorry if I've hurt you in any way by stressing."

Then my eyes fall on to my Death Eater Mark, my slender thighs burdened with the one thing I hate about myself most.

"I'm so sorry," I whispered, then I mournfully look to the shower, "should have one." I sighed.

-

I finished my shower, feeling better before sitting myself on the stool we had in the bathroom. The swelling feelings of dread hit my chest.

"I don't want you to grow up knowing your mother was a Death Eater," I stifled my sobs with my hand as I realised that my child will have a connection to the Dark Lord because of my mark.

"No," I whispered, "oh no, no, no." Panic rose through my body, lighting my skin on fire as I started to sweat bullets.

I grabbed my wand and pulled my towel off my leg, I stare at it before stuffing the towel corner into my mouth.

A searing pain went through my mark as I kept the fire going, my wand was almost touching my leg. I squeezed my eyes shut, screaming into the gag of the towel.

I didn't hear Fred walk into the bathroom.

"Hey baby I'm b— WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!" I look up, tears flowing down my cheeks as the towel stayed in my mouth. "ARE YOU MAD?! BABE WHAT—"

I spat the towel out of my mouth and sobbed out a pain cry.

"I DONT WANT MY CHILD TO HAVE A DEATH EATER AS HER MOTHER!" I shouted angrily.

"BABE IT DOESN'T MATTER!" Fred yells back at me.

"YES IT DOES! OF COURSE IT DOES! LOOK HOW I TURNED OUT!" He fell silent, narrow eyes now wide at me, "I turned out so wrong... I don't want them to be the same way..."

"They're not going to turn out how you did, we will love our kid when we have one, it's going to be surrounded by love, so much love that it's suffocating!" I shake my head.

"I'm a Death Eater, that's shameful," I told him.

"You weren't one by choice!"

"Yeah? Well our kid will get bullied for having a fucked up mother who went mental because her daddy and mommy hated her so much that they made her everything she never wanted to be!" I roared. "I don't want them to be bullied!"

"Who said that our kid would get bullied?!" Fred yells back.

"I said so! I don't want them to be ashamed of me if I try and burn my leg off so I don't have this mark anymore!" I went to say the spell, but Fred stopped me.

"Expelliarmus!" My wand flew out of my hand and he caught it. "Enough! Alice, what the hell is wrong with you?!"

"I just don't want my child to turn out like me..." I whispered, squeezing my eyes shut as more free tears fell.