this is my first story, so please review. I love constructive criticism but don't be to harsh. I need feedback if you would like me to continue.

Warning: In future chapters there maybe language and slight sexual references. No lemons.

Please enjoy!

I do not own any harry potter characters, i only own the forlamns

Prologue

I don't know why I fell in love with him. Was it his long gangly hands, his to small robes, his shocking red hair, maybe it was his prankster attitude, I suppose I'll never know. I know one thing for sure, I loved him with all my heart, and he's gone....................forever.

I guess I should explain things to you more, instead of bombarding you with my emotional problems. If you haven't figured it out yet I'm talking about Fred Weasley. He was the love of my life, I don't think I will ever be the same without him. I know i should move on, it's been 11 years since he died. I haven't been on a single date since, I've completely engulfed myself in work. I don't really have friends anymore, just co-workers and acquaintances. I've been told I look different too.

I still don't see why we fell in love, I swear we were polar opposites. I guess it was all for a reason, he changed me, for better or for worse I don't know, but he changed me. I was a stick in the mud, a wet blanket, whatever you call it. My dark brown hair was always pulled into a tight braid or bun, I was pale and slim, my grey blue eyes often stared into space emotionless. I wasn't like that because I wanted to be though, if your the heir of a huge broom making empire your supposed to act like a proper, perfect young lady. My family business was Forlamn's Luxery & Deluxe Broom Company. The company created the Nimbus 2000 & 2001, the Firebolt, and many others. It was a lucrative business, my family was rich, and wealthy, and pureblood. The business was run by the men of the family, everyone wanted a son, so of course i was a disappointment. The men in my family like their women beautiful, elegant, smart, polite, a good home maker, and most importantly quiet; And thats exactly what i was. Fred was, well you know how he was, funny, crazy, sweet, a real charmer. He wasn't what my family was looking for in a man, all they saw was that he was poor, a blood traitor, and had a funny last name. I couldn't help myself though, i was hooked...................on him.

I still remember the day we met like yesterday. It was the first day of my 6th year, I was boarding the Hogwarts express for another year of mean teachers, piles of homework, backstabbing friends, and lonely visits to hogsmeade. Oh joy!