Baby Steps - Step Two
Sometimes Kagome hated the fact she was right most of the times.
Years ago, when Bill left her, not exactly left, because it sounds like they were a failed couple, which they weren't. Years ago, when Bill moved back to his birth land, Kagome had a nagging feeling they wouldn't meet again under the best circumstances. It couldn't be truer.
Be in London wasn't in her plans. Step in Europe at all was the last thing she wanted. It was damp, cold, rainy. She was used to seeing the sky without a single cloud for miles. The weather so cool it hurt your skin. The air so dry it felt like you are breathing sand. Yet, there she was, in Devon waiting for her longtime friend to arrive.
The furtive looks Mrs. Weasley sent her every once in a while made Kagome slightly uncomfortable. If the travel back to the city wasn't so long, she would have refused to wait. Walking for miles wouldn't be a problem if she wasn't carrying a days old baby that required being fed every three hours. And she needed constant nourishment and rest to produce milk.
Someday she would meet the God who put her life in epic difficulty level when she would be satisfied with normal difficulty.
Baby Amy, her little hell angel, woke up crying because someone found really great to apparate instead of using the good and old floo network. Damn those wizards, always doing dramatic entrances.
She saw a young man coming in her direction. She was never good at guessing ages, but he looked around twenty, five or some years younger than her. He was shorter than Bill but taller than her, a task easily accomplished when you are compared to a Japanese woman. He had the characteristic flaming red hair of the Weasleys and chocolate brown eyes. An eye candy, if she was honest with herself. Or maybe it was just many months of celibacy talking inside her head.
"I believe we have yet to meet. I'm Fred Weasley."
Kagome watched him closely. Easy flirtatious grin, self-assured posture and a mischievous glint in his eyes. He reminded her of someone, and it wasn't Bill, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't connect his face to anyone she has met before. Holding Amy in her right arm, she extended her left hand to meet his waiting one.
"Kagome Higurashi."
Fred gladly accepted her hand and slowly kissed it, never breaking the eye contact. Her small hand was soft but calloused. Making circles with his thumb, he felt several little scars, old to the touch.
"Are you sure you want to talk only to my brother? I'll be glad to help a princess in need."
"Nice try." He was still holding her hand and she was feeling awkward for Mrs. Weasley was just behind him. "I appreciate but no, I'll wait for William."
"I'll keep you company if you don't mind."
She raised an eyebrow.
He smirked.
He didn't release her hand.
"Make yourself home."
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This took me a while because a plot bunny keep bumping in my head and I ended writing a prequel of this! At some point, I may post it too :)
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