Disclaimer: Do you really think that I would have even considered killing Fred if I were Rowling? I'm not Rowling, because if I was then a lot more people would be hating me right now.

A/N: I have reviewers, yay! It took me a while to write this chapter because my mom took my monitor away from me for a couple days . Plus, I had a third of the chapter written and I decided I didn't like it. This chapter was written in first point of view. I'm sorry if my updates take a while, but I have. . . issues.

Also, as an answer to a reviewer, I do intend to have longer chapters. The first chapter was a prologue, not so much an actual chapter. My chapters probably won't be too long though, I ramble, badly.. Sorry if this chapter sucks, I'm not that great of a writer and this chapter was really hard to write. Enjoy, please review!

Alicia

I am going to have a baby. As much as I wish that I wasn't stuck in this situation, I don't have much of a choice. It may be shallow of me, but I'm worried that George will never forgive me. You see, I've been in love with him since our third year at Hogwarts. Now I am pregnant with his dead twin's child.

It's not like that's the only thing that I am worried about, none of my friends will ever forgive me. Katie, Lee, Oliver, George . . . Angelina. Angelina is my best friend, but after I tell her what happened, she'll never speak to me again. I probably should have told her already, but I kind of hoped I wouldn't have to. I considered telling everyone that it was some random guy who is the father, but I think I need to tell the truth. Fred would want me to. With my luck I would end up with a mini replica of Fred anyway.

As much as I hate what we did, he wanted to tell Angelina what we had done in the first place. He was my friend, I want to honor his wishes. But I won't put it all on him, he doesn't deserve that. I was there, I need to admit what we did, as much as I don't want to. I'll probably take most of the blame, it's the right thing to do.

I haven't seen any of the Weasleys, my friends or Angelina since Fred's funeral. I didn't think it was right to tell them then. I miss Fred, I miss how life used to be. Life will never be the same now. I'll lose everyone. Except for maybe Mrs.Weasley, no matter how upset she could be with me, it's still Fred's child who is growing inside of me. But I'll lose the comfort of knowing that they care about me, with my parents gone, I don't have anyone at all. I don't think I deserve anyone.

I can't imagine what so e people will think of me, little Alicia betrays her friends. I was never the one in the spotlight, it was always someone else. I was just average Alicia. The twins were funnier, Oliver was better at Quidditch, Angelina was prettier, Katie was smarter, and Lee was more likable. I just was. It didn't really matter though, I was resigned to my position in the shadows. Now look at me, life loves surprises, doesn't it?

I should tell her now, I've waited too long already. Who cares if it's 10 at night? She needs to know now, so she can start castrating me. She should be awake, she's a night owl and she always has been.

Here I go, to ruin my friendship with my best friend. Well, I guess I already did that, didn't I?

It's raining, I hadn't realized that. Can't imagine how I didn't realize that, I probably wouldn't have if it weren't for the fact that you can't apparate into Angelina's flat, you have to go outside the building first. Luckily I have a key, so I just went straight up, I'm going to have to remember to give it back to her. She's going to want it.

I'm on her doormat, time to push the doorbell . . . I love muggle electricity. It's so much easier just to stand here and put of the in evitable. I have to ring the doorbell. Time to face the music. . .

There seems to be a bit of a scuffle, then Angelina opens the door. She looks a little bit flushed, I wonder why that is, then I realize it doesn't matter. It really doesn't. "Can I talk to you?" I ask and I wait for a reply.

"Actually, right now isn't a good time." she looks back inside her flat as if she has somewhere to be.

I push past her into her den, " I really need to talk to you," I feel myself beginning to cry, then I realize that I can't . Everyone knows that only the innocent deserve to cry. I don't deserve sympathy either.

"Can't his wait? I'm a little busy," but she closes the her front door anyway. I notice she seems a little nervous, I can't imagine why, until I hear a familiar voice, calling from her bedroom.

"Angelina, was it anything important?" I see him come bout of her bedroom, half-naked.

I turn to her, not sure whether or not to cry, "Angelina, just a question. Why is George half-naked in your flat?"

" I can explain, I can." George looks really uncomfortable, he runs back into her bedroom to get away from the tension that's building.

" You know what? I don't think there is anything to explain." I want to get out here, now.

"I'm sorry, I know you're in love with him, but. . . He was there, we were both hurting so much. It's only sex, all we do is talk about Fred and comfort each other. It'll end, it doesn't mean anything.." She's practically bawling now, trying to get it all out and not let George hear. I'm not sure if I care whether he does or not. " you probably think we're awful, betraying Fred's memory like that. But it hurts so much."

I feel the strongest urge to laugh. " It's so ridiculous, it doesn't even make sense," I'm talking to myself now, I don't even care anymore. It shouldn't hurt, I deserve it.

"I'm sorry, I really am, I wish you hadn't found out this-----"

" I'm pregnant," I interrupt her, then I start laughing. Almost hysterically.

She looks at me for a moment, confused. " What?"

"I'm going to have a baby, I've just lost my best friend and I feel like I'm going to vomit."

" You haven't lost me, I made a mistake, we can get past this." Now she looks really confused. She wants to comfort me now, but I can't let her. But I'm still acting as if tonight is the most amusing night of my life. I'm hiccupping, I'm freaking out and as I'm about to say the words that end a friendship that's lasted half my life, I start crying.

Angelina speaks before I do though, " Why are you so upset, is the father being a jerk? You know I'll be there for you. Plus, I'll go hex this guy halfway to Mars."

"It's Fred," she stares at me blankly for a moment." I had one night of drunken sex with Fred. " I'm starting to talk increasingly fast." It was one night , it was a mistake, but now I'm pregnant and I know you'll never want to speak to me again. I understand that, I really do. I that everyone will take your side, they should. If they didn't , then I probably wouldn't speak to them any way. They should take your side. It was both of our faults, it was a mistake. We were both really drunk. I was horny. He was horny, we were drunk. We got carried away. I'm so sorry." I've been spinning around and walking almost as fats as I was talking.

"Are you trying to hurt me?"

"No, I would never do that, it was a mistake." I feel as if I'm falling apart, it hurts so much. I falter for a moment.

"I'm sorry. I wish it wasn't true, but it is. I was drunk, I made a mistake. But I'm taking responsibility. I'm going to give birth to Fred's child. I have to live with our mistake for the rest of my life.

I have to get out of here, now. I run to the door, I open it and turn around for a moment. She still staring at me, shocked. George is staring too, he probably heard every word. They both looked shocked. I say one last time, "I'm so sorry." I turn around and try to get away from Angelina's as fast as possible.

Don't you just love how life always makes everything harder than it has to be? I don't, but I deserve what ever life throws at me. I have a baby to look out for now, nothing else matters.

A/N: I know it was a little awkward, I was just trying to write through it. Review, please. Constructive criticism and opinions are wanted and needed. I'm sorry if it seems like I am being awful to the characters, but the point of the story is that people make mistakes.

Plus, I'd like opinions on whether or not you think that Angelina should forgive Alicia or not. I kind of want to do a half-forgiveness. But I'm open to suggestions.