Disclaimer: OK, J.K. is the second richest women in the world. If I were her I would be shooting for first and writing a new book not writing Fan fiction.

Fred. Angelina thought with annoyance. It can't be time for work already.

Angelina slowly took in her surroundings. Wait, this isn't my flat. Someone called her name again. That's not Fred. Katie emerged through the doorway.

"So you are awake."

"Yeah, where am I?"

"The Hogs Head, we walked here last night after the battle ended." It all was coming back to her now. The battle, the fight, the death…

"Angelina," he exclaimed, "What are you doing here?"

"Fighting, I got the message and I wasn't about to let everyone else fight."

"But you could die; I wouldn't want to lose you."

"You have just the same chance of dying and I'm not just going to sit back and let you have all the fun"

"Fine, but don't leave my side."

"Okay."

Then In the confusion of the battle they were separated. Next thing she knew Fred was dead on the table.

"Angelina, are you okay?" Angelina snapped out of her flashback and answered…

"He's dead, Fred, the love of my life is dead. Isn't he? It wasn't just a horrible dream, was it?"

"I'm sorry"

"How is it in here?" said George. Now looking at George you could tell he had slept less than her, she cried herself to sleep at two. Then she fully saw Katie and she wasn't in much better shape. Angelina could see her makeup smeared and huge shadows under her eyes. "Angelina, he loved you."

"What?"

"He told me, he was going to marry you, and he said there was no girl he would have rather spent his life with."

"I know. He gave me this." She held her hand to show an engagement ring.

"Wait, Fred asked you to marry him?" Katie interrupted.

"Yeah, but we only told one other person." She looked at George. "If you don't mind I think I'll be heading home. When's the funeral?"

"Next week."

"Alright." And with that she stood up, took a step and appeared home. Once she was home she threw herself on her bed and sobbed. For two days all she did was cry. That is cry and eat. She couldn't risk killing it. Nobody not even George knew why Fred had given her the ring so soon. He had told George he was going to give it to her on their two year anniversary. They would know soon enough though she couldn't hide it forever.

Knock, knock. "Come in." Angelina groaned. It was Katie.

"Angelina, are you alright?"

"No, Katie, I'm pregnant."

A/N: OK so here is the first chapter. Don't count on an update till next weekend at the earliest. I'm a really slow at typing and my week is really busy. Please review.