\\Blinding Love// (Fred Weasley Love Story) 18

Every couple of minutes for the rest of the day, I was running to the bathroom. I just couldn't freaking stop puking! My stomach was hurting. I was hungry but every time I thought or looked at food, I was puking my head off again! When Molly came home with the others that day, I thought of telling her but I didn't have the courage to tell her yet. I immediately wrote to Hermione and Ginny who were at school. They were the only two I could actually tell right now, but they would go and tell Harry and Ron of course like normal and most likely, they might try to get in a word to Malfoy if they can and then he'll tell the others and a whole chain reaction will occur!

I wrote to them anyways and Hermione wrote back. Basically congratulating me and telling me to just tell Mrs. Weasley before anyone else in the house. Then tell Fred. I had sort of planned on telling Fred last anyways. I thought about telling George but, he's got sort of a big mouth and would slip something out...no doubt. I apparated into the kitchen around dinner time. Thank God that Molly was the only one in there, with Dotty of course helping. I scared the hell out of her though by appearing in the room when I wasn't there a second ago.

"Oh! I hate it when you all do that." she shrieked but smiled at me. "How are you dear? You look a little green."

I sighed at her concerned look. "I have to tell you something but, I don't want to say here. May we go into the meeting room right quick?"

"Of course dearie! Come come."

After telling her I was pregnant, which took an awful long time to spit it out, she cried....happy tears I suppose?

"Oh I'm so happy! I'm going to have my first grand child! Does-"

"Nope. I told Hermione and Ginny and that's it. I know word will travel though, which I really hope it doesn't." Molly smiled at me as she hugged me gently, probably already being cautious of the growing, living thing inside of me.

"Come now; help me in the kitchen will you? You know those boys eat everything." I chuckled at her as she rolled her eyes and strolled back into the kitchen.

I suppose Molly told Arthur what was up with me because he just kept smiling at me and making talk of course while we ate. George figured something was up because he must have noticed the change in how his parents were acting. I knew he was going to corner me later. With the little ounce of power I had in me, I messaged him mentally.

'Don't say a damn thing you hear? I'll tell you right now but, don't make any freaking' reaction! I haven't told Fred yet..."

He just stared at me with a normal face.

"I'm pregnant..."

George was taking a drink when I told him that and he coughed. I kicked him from underneath the table. Lupin smacked him on the back a couple of times until George stopped hacking.

"You ok? You look like a tomato." Fred snickered.

"I inhaled."

I rolled my eyes at George's made up lame excuse.

I was so hungry; I ate up two and a half servings of chicken, bread, salad, and pasta. Everyone (besides Molly, Arthur, and George) looked at me with raised eyebrows.

"Geez, you ate like a starving bear!" Tonks joked.

"Yeah, I forgot to eat at all today. Kind of hungry you know? Just making up for lost food consumption." I shrugged.

As Fred went upstairs to shower, George and I talked.

"Geez! You two got to work fast." I punched him on the shoulder. He grabbed the spot where I hit him. "That hurt you know." He made a pout face but I rolled my eyes.

"Well, one thing led to another...there was no time for finding protection!"

George cracked up. I smacked him this time on the head. "Geez! Abuse alert! So, you thinking of names yet?"

I scoffed. "No, I just figured I was pregnant today."

"Oh yeah...well, may as well tell him tonight because I'm pretty sure everyone knows by now." I sighed, frustrated. How I hated how things traveled.

"I'm not worried about people knowing. I'm worried about the OTHER people who might be finding out at this very moment who are with the most dangerous Legilimacy casters ever!! Do you know what could happen?!" My hands were gripping George's shirt, tugging him. "He could find out from the others, he could summon me for some reason, challenge me to a duel, I'd refuse but he'd force me to, I'd have to fight, he'd kick my ass, and my child would be mortally hurt!! I don't want that to happen." George's eyes were full of pity and fear.

"And you know what else that could happen?" There was silence for a moment, I continued. "He could torture my friends; they've known the entire truth for so long and have lied to Voldemort himself! He could punish them severely for doing that and not obeying him! Everything could go wrong!" I felt hot tears streaming down my face.

I wrapped my arms around George, just crying and venting. I had been thinking these thoughts all day; ever since I found out I was pregnant. George hugged me, squeezing me slightly before he let go.

"It'll be fine. None of us here would ever let that happen. Now, you need to clean yourself up before he gets suspicious." I gave him a slight smile as I walked up the stairs, stopping for a moment though.

"Thanks George, you're an awesome brother-in-law."

He scoffed. "Oh I already knew that."

I smacked him on top of the head and went up stairs. "Doofus."

I stood outside of Fred and mines now bedroom door and hesitated. I didn't know how to tell him, how I SHOULD tell him. I was already freaking out but I used all of my strength to calm myself down and courageously opened the door. Fred was at the desk writing a letter. He turned around and smiled at me, I was only staring at the floor.

"Hey Ellie, what's the matter?" His smile had quickly disappeared and his voice changed immediately to concern. He got up from his chair and embraced me. "Ellie? What's the matter? You don't look so good."

"Oh, I'm fine Fred." I forced out a laugh.

He raised an eyebrow at me. "Really? Then why are you acting all weird?"

"I'm acting weird? Huh..."

"Ellie..." He lifted my chin and stared at me. I clutched my stomach lightly. I felt ill and that wasn't good. I pulled away from him and walked to the bathroom, really quickly.

"I'm gonna be sick!" I slammed the bathroom door and hugged the toilet immediately. Fred opened the door and held my hair back as I continued to puke for at least a whole minute. When I felt that everything was out of my system, I brushed my teeth and sat on the floor.

"See? I knew you weren't alright."

"I'm sick." I muttered as I put my head on my knees.

"But you hardly ever get sick and I've never known you to throw up. Face it; I'm right because we've known each other forever."

"This is it, I might as well tell him right now. I can't stall any longer."

"Fred Hun, I have something to tell you. I-I'm....pregnant."

Fred stared at me with wide eyes. First I thought he was going to flip out in a bad way and start apologizing and everything but, then I saw the light shine in his eyes and a creeping smile appeared on his face.

"Seriously? That's wonderful!" he cheered as he embraced me again and kissed my forehead. "I can't wait to-"

"Don't bother. I'm pretty sure EVERYONE knows now."

"So I was the last one?" I nodded.

"Well that sucks, but I don't care! I'm going to be a father!" he smiled. He swept me up in his arms and went downstairs to the meeting room. Everyone usually had a meeting in there every night and so when we burst through the door he announced it. "We're having a baby!"

I smiled sheepishly as we were bombarded with comments of congratulations and all that jazz. I was happy of course but, then again I had a small wish that I would lose my child before it was born. As cruel as that sounds, it would have been best if that were to happen. For all I knew, Voldemort could already know of my child's whereabouts. I hoped not.