Happy Imbloc! I've had two snow days so I decided to do something useful with it. There will still be an update this weekend, but probably not two. I'm kinda busy so things have worked out nicely.

ANYWAY! I would like to thank: Mercy'sFoundaWayforMe for adding story to their story alert subscription; KajsaTerese14 for adding this story to their favorte story list; LEXA14 for adding The Exchage Student to her favorite story list; Cherry Tree Blossoms, Drakefan077, Takara Matsudaira, Yume-in-the-sky-with-diamonds for reviewing. And a special thanks to Cherry Tree Blossoms who referenced Willow in her story, so I did the same to her! THANKS A BUNCH!

Fred's life is in your hands! VOTE!

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.

I lay in bed, curled up, and just sobbed. I hated Fred for what he did, I hated myself for yelling at him, but most of all I hated this baby for causing all this in the first place. I felt like I had taken a step in the right direction when I went and got the ultrasound. I was actually starting to like the idea of being a mom, but I just took two steps back.

I had no idea if Fred was still out there or if he went back to the flat or whatever. I didn't care. With what little strength I had, I reached for the nightstand and grabbed the cordless phone that I had forgotten to put away. Right now I was happy for my forgetfulness.

It took several times, but someone finally answered. "Goddamn, girl. Do you have any idea what time it is?" came Tiff's extremely tired voice.

"I need you," I sobbed out. She hung up and phone and I knew she was on her way. A few seconds later, she Apparated directly into my bedroom.

"What's wrong?" she asked, very worried. I leaned over and grabbed on to her for dear life. "Why are you crying?

"He cheated on me!" I managed to sob out.

"What?" She seemed very confused.

"He came here and he said that he got drunk and slept with bar whore!"

"Whoa, whoa, there. Tell me what happened. Start from the beginning and include every detail." I then launched into the story. I told her everything; gave her a very detailed play by play. My sobs had calmed down, but by the time I was finished they had started again. "Oh, Willow. I'm so sorry," she said, pulling me into her arms.

"What's wrong with me, Tiff? I want to hate him. I want to hate him so fucking much, but I can't because I still love him!" I sobbed.

"I know you do. That's why it hurt so much. Now you know I don't condone with he did. It was horrible. But, take it from someone who's been drunk more times than she cares to count, when you're drunk you do crazy things."

"So what! He still cheated!" She pulled me tightly to her and I couldn't help but feel like a little kid in her mom's arms.

"You feel pretty hurt, huh?" She asked. I just nodded. "How do you think he feels now?"

"Horrible, I hope," I grumbled.

"Alright. Kinda like how you felt after the whole Kyle incident?"

"That was totally different! I was drugged! I didn't know what I was doing!"

"And he was drunk and didn't know what he was doing."

"Why are you standing up for him? You're supposed to be my best friend. Not his."

"I am. And as your best friend I want you to be happy and you're happy with Fred. Just go talk to him and remember what it was like when you almost cheated on him, even though it wasn't your fault."

"Fine. If he's even still here," I said, getting out of bed and heading toward the door. Tiff sent me a smile and after rolling my eyes, I eased the door open. He was still there, sitting on the couch with his head in his hands. Hearing the door open, he looked up at me, hope filling his eyes. "You're still here," I commented.

"I wasn't about to leave. Not without you." I slowly eased out of the room. I felt that if I made a sudden movement he would get up and leave me forever. That's a chance I was not about to take, no matter how many times I said I wanted him gone.

I really had no idea what I was going to do or what to say, so I just blurted out the first thing that popped into my head. "Why do you love me, Fred?"

"What?" he asked confused.

"I said, why do you love me, Fred? I'm not like you. I don't really prank people. I get top notch grades. I don't like to piss of teachers. I obey the rules and I don't like getting in trouble. That's the total opposite of you. So why do you love me?" I folded my arms across my chest as I waited for my answer.

He got up off the couch and gently pried my arms from my chest. Then he took my hands in his, looked me directly in the eye, and spoke. "I love your smile, the way your eyes light up when you're really excited about something. I love how you care about for friends. I love how you can stand up for yourself and hold your own but also want someone to lean on. I love how you would get annoyed when I would distract you from studying. I love how you smile at all my jokes no matter how annoyed or mad you are. I love how you snuggle up against me in the middle of the night. I could keep going if you like."

I was shocked. I hadn't expected him to name all those things and say he could go on. I silently shook my head. "That'll do," I whispered. But there was still one more thing I had to ask him before I could take him back. "Fred, if while you were dating Alicia she ended up getting pregnant instead of me, where we be right now?"

"Are we assuming the kid is mine? Because with her, you never know."

I nodded. "Yeah, you're the father."

He ran his hands through his hair. "Well it would change things. It probably would have prolonged me and her's relationship. But in the end, I know I wouldn't have stayed with her. Towards the end, I didn't love her anymore. It would have made things between us complicated but I think, no, I know that regardless of what did or did not happen between Alicia and me, we would end up together. I love you like crazy, Willow. Please believe me."

"I do believe you, Fred. I was just really hurt by what you did."

"I know, and I'm so sorry. I don't know what I could possibly do to make it up to you."

"Spend the night?" I offered. I wanted to go back with him, back to the flat, but I didn't want to go at this late hour. He smiled and gently kissed my lips.

"Your grandparents won't mind?" I shook my head. "Then I'll stay." I took his hand and led him back into the bedroom.

"I see you two made up," she said, sprawled out on my bed. "I'm glad I could be of assistance." Just then I heard a tap on the window. Tiff opened it up and an owl flew in. It flew to me and I grabbed the letter that was attached to its leg. "Who's it from?" Tiff asked, trying to read it. The owl bit her. "Ow!" I snickered.

"It's from one of my friends back at school, Courtney. She asked me to be Godmother to her twins."

"I didn't know prudes could get pregnant," Tiff commented, rubbing her finger where the owl bit her. I quickly grabbed a piece of paper and wrote a reply:

Courtney,

Of course I'll be the Godmother! This is such an honor! Thank you oh so very much!

Willow

I tied the letter to the owl's legs and it was off.

"Damn owl," Tiff said, still annoyed that it bit her. "Well I'm going to go since I can see that I'm no longer needed here." She gave me a quick hug the Disapparated.

"Sorry I don't have any pajamas for you," I said to Fred as I crawled under the covers.

"Don't worry about it," he said. He pulled his shirt over his head and pulled down his pants, leaving him in just boxers. A sight I greatly missed. He crawled under the covers next to me.

"I miss wearing your boxers," I said. When he kicked me out, I didn't put his boxers back on so they were still at the flat.

"I miss seeing you wear them."

"I miss seeing you," I said and he pulled me close to him. I rested my head on his chest as he had one arm around my shoulders and while his other arm was around my belly.

"I miss seeing you too," he said, leaning down and kissing me. I smiled and closed my eyes. I was just starting to drift to sleep when Fred woke me up. "Did you feel that?" he asked. I groaned.

"That was just the baby," I said, trying to go back to sleep. Then a thought hit me, he felt the baby. He could feel it. My eyes shot open. "You felt that too?" He nodded. I looked up and him and he was smiling brightly.

"That was our baby moving? That was our baby moving!" He was like a little kid at a candy store. I couldn't help but smile at his excitement and wish I felt the same way. Don't get me wrong, I was happy I was sharing this moment with him, but I just didn't have that same happiness. I smiled as once again I attempted to go to sleep.

Things went over well the next morning. My grandparents weren't surprised by the fact that Fred stayed the night, nor did they care. They were actually pretty excited to have him here. Grandma cooked a nice breakfast of steak and eggs.

After breakfast and once I was all packed up, Fred and I left for the flat. "Your grandparents are really nice," he said once we arrived.

"Extremely nice for taking me in and letting me stay for a whole month," I said, placing things down. I didn't really have much, just the clothes I had bought with Grandma and my birthday presents.

"Again, I'm so sorry for that." Fred gently took my face in his hands. I smiled.

"Let's not talk about that, I'm just glad to be back home," I said. At first I thought I would feel weird, calling this place home. But it feels so...so right. This is really where I belong and I was so happy to be back.

There you go! They're back together! I would never leave them hanging for too long. And I would like to say thanks again to Cherry Tree Blossoms. You should totally go read her story Soul Searching and its sequel, Shattered Soul.

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