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Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. I own only Willow as well as a few other people, places, and things. But that is all.


"So why did you wanna meet here?" Tiff asked. I smiled and looked guiltily down at my hands.

"I wanted ice cream." Tiff laughed.

"Of course. Pregnant momma needs her sweets."

"Do. Not. Call. Me. That," I said angrily. I didn't mean for it to come out like that, but me being pregnant is no laughing matter.

"Jeeze, ok, I was just messing." She looked kind of pissed off at my snappiness and I felt bad.

"Sorry Tiff, I just hate the thought of being pregnant."

"Why?"

"Because none of this was supposed to happen! I'm seventeen! I shouldn't be pregnant!"

"Well you are, so you better start dealing with it. I would recommend telling Fred like ASAP."

"Gee thanks Tiff, I never would have thought of that," I said sarcastically.

"I'm just saying." She leaned back in her chair. Just then our ice cream came and we ate in silence. I felt bad, treating Tiff like this. She was kind enough to ditch school for the afternoon to help me out and I snap at her.

"I'm sorry," I said, once we were done eating.

"It's ok; it's just your pregnant momma hormones acting up. Just make me God momma and all will be forgiven."

"Tiff!"

"What? I'm your best friend so I should be the God momma."

"If I keep it," I muttered. My plan was still to give it away as soon as I could. I'm sure Fred would be fine with it too. I mean it's just not convenient to have kids now. The only thing that would be done different is that instead of giving it to a nice New York family, it'll go to a nice English family.

"What?" she asked, suddenly very serious.

"I said if I keep it. I don't want it. As soon as it's born I'm going to give it to a nice, loving family. A family that'll want and take care of it."

"Ok first of all that 'it' is a baby. And the last time I checked babies are people too. Second, that's your child you're talking about. I don't think Fred would like that very much."

"Fred's not gonna want a baby now. But I'm sure there's a nice family out there that'll want a baby. But not me. Not us."

"You don't know that until you tell him."

I started crying again. "I'm so scared Tiff! What am I going to do? I can't be a mom! And Fred'll just hate me and he'll dump me and I'll be all on my own! I won't be able to go home; I have no schooling to fall back on. I'll be on the streets!"

"Calm down Niagara Falls. Everything will be fine. Fred won't hate you and even if he does, you know you always have a home with me." She reached forward and grabbed hands.

"Thanks Tiff, you're the bestest friend anyone could ever ask for," I said as the tears slowly stopped falling.

She released my hands and once again leaned back in her chair. "I know," she said as it was the most obvious thing in the world. I laughed. "Well as much as I would love to stay and help you, I have to get back. I told James that you needed me and he said that he'd cover for me. So practically everyone thinks I'm locked up in the bathroom with the shits. Plus I told my mom I wouldn't stay too long. Gonna Apparate there then floo back to school. It's kinda a hassle. You're lucky I love you."

"I love you too Tiff," I said as we both stood. She gave me a tight hug.

"And if you need anything, you know who to call...well write actually but you get my drift."

"Yeah I do, thanks Tiff," I said as she pulled away. "And please don't tell James just yet. I'll let you know when you can." She gave me a salute and with a pop she was gone.

xoxoxoxo

Fred and George ended up not making it home for dinner saying that they were so close to finalizing everything in the shop, it would be a shame to wait one more day. It would still take a few days before they could properly move it, but it would be one hundred percent theirs.

As night came, Fred and George still hadn't returned. I decided to wait until they get home, until Fred gets home. I would take everyone's advice and tell him that I'm pregnant.

I was sitting on his bed, playing with a string hanging from his sheets. I was so nervous, my stomach started to churn. I didn't have very many pills from Madam Pomfery left, so I only used them when I really needed to. Unfortunately this sickness wasn't morning sickness so even if I wanted to take a pill it wouldn't work.

When it felt like I was going to bust from anticipation, Fred and George came dashing through the door. "Willow!" George exclaimed.

"Love what are you doing in here? I thought you would be asleep by now. Or are you here to celebrate the fact that we now officially own the shop?" Fred asked, pulling me to my feet.

"Do I need to sleep in your room tonight Willow?" George asked, rolling his eyes at us.

"Um no, but could you give Fred and I some privacy please?" I asked, keeping my eyes to the ground as I felt the tears behind them.

"Sure Willow," he said, sounding very confused. I didn't bother to look up as I heard him leave, shutting the door behind him. I could practically guarantee that he'll be listening at the door. Not that I really care. He'd learn eventually.

"Is everything alright love?" Fred asked. I picked my head up and looked him dead in the eyes. I could feel the tears slipping down my cheeks. "Willow what's wrong? Why are you crying?" he ask, concerned.

"Fred I need to tell you something," I said, trying to hold back the huge sob that I knew was coming. He led me to his bed and we sat down.

"Go ahead love. You know you can tell me anything. I love you." He wiped a few tears away with his thumb, but more just came tumbling down.

"Fred," I began but couldn't form the rest of the words. He rubbed my arm, trying to get me to calm down. "Fred, I'm pregnant," I finally sobbed. Once the words were out, I shut my eyes and hung my head, not wanting to see his reaction.

He finally spoke. "This isn't like the prank you pulled on Mark, is it?" I jumped up and began to pace the room.

"NO! This is no prank, Fred. This is for real!" My voice dropped to a whisper. "I'm really pregnant." Fred was still sitting on the bed.

"How long?"

"Two months."

"Why did you wait this long to tell me?" He sounded more hurt than anything else.

"I was scared!" I all but shouted. "I was scared you'd hate me. Things are going so well for you now, a kid would just ruin it. And we're so young! We know nothing about being parents. And your parents...oh and my parents. I had such a good future planned but then this came up and-" Fred stopped me pulling me into a bone crushing hug. I couldn't talk anymore so I just cried.

"Don't worry love. It's ok. We'll get though this together," he muttered while stroking my hair.

"Oh I know!" I said, pushing away from him. "I've come up with a plan. As soon as it's born, we give it away! We give it to a nice family who can love and care for it." He slowly walked forward and placed his hands on my shoulders.

"Give it away?" I nodded vigorously. "We can't do that. This is our baby, Willow. Our baby. We should be the ones to care for the baby. No one else."

"But we can't raise a kid," I said. He pulled me into another hug.

"Please don't cry Willow. Everything will be ok."

"How can you say that? Everything will not be ok! I'm too young to be a mom!" I sobbed into his chest. He didn't say anything else, he just held me tight as I cried.

When my sobs started to slow, he spoke again. "Well on the plus side I'm sure mum'll let you stay with George and I now."

"This is serious Fred!" I said, jerking away so I could glare at him.

"I know love, I know. Just calm down. Why don't you sleep in here with George and me tonight?" I nodded. "Here, let me grab my pajamas," he said, walking over to his dresser and pulled out a few articles of clothing, "and change in the bathroom. You can just grab something of mine and change in here. Ok?" I nodded again and he kissed my head before opening the door. As soon as the door opened, George jumped back, acting like he wasn't listening in.

I grabbed one of his shirts and just threw that on. It was long enough that it went to my mid-thigh, so I didn't bother putting any pants on. I slowly walked over to his bed and crawled under the covers, waiting for Fred to come back.

A few minutes later, he and George finally returned. Before getting into bed, George walked over and gave me a kiss on top of my head. "It's ok," he whispered to me. I smiled slightly.

Fred got into bed next to me. I snuggled closer to him. He somehow found my lips in the dark and gave me a gentle kiss. "Good night Willow. I love you."

"I love you too," I muttered softly.

It's over. I finally got a huge weight lifted off me. Though I can see that it's still not going to be easy. Fred wants to keep it. That just blew all my plans out the window. I could feel a few more tears threaten to spill. I took several deep breaths to calm myself down.

For right now, I'm just going to try to sleep and enjoy the fact that I'm safe in Fred's arms.


There! He knows. I know you've been waiting for this for awhile. Oh, and break is over so I'm going to be going back to school. Not happy about that. I'll update as often as I can, but finals are in two weeks so things might be kinda slow until those are over. Or I might just use this story as a distraction from studying. You never know.

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