A week had passed and Fred Weasley heard nothing from Danika. Then again, he didn't really want to. She had lied to him and kept secrets. He knew he had felt things for her. After all, they did sleep together, but how could he go back, knowing she had hid things from him. He just wanted to understand everything, but he knew only one person could tell him right now; Ginny Weasley. On the other hand, Ginny had obviously known something so he didn't want to be in a hurry to have a discussion with her.
Fred just laid in his bed quietly, thinking about everything. He wondered if there had ever been any truth to Danika's words, but he really wanted there to be truth. He glanced over at his nightstand and witnessed a drawn version of himself. The thought of Danika drawing the picture only a few days ago, made his heart ache.
Meanwhile, Danika laid in her bed, which remained in a special home that the Minister of Magic and his family stayed in, similar to the White House. The room appeared to be huge with a King size bed and even a little sitting area which consisted of a sofa and a couple of lounge chairs. A vanity stayed on one side of the bed while a nightstand had been on the other side. Everything appeared to be covered with a dark red and a gold trim, giving everything a royal appearance.
A miserable looking girl laid in her royal-like bed. Black streaks of mascara ran down her cheeks, showing she had been crying. Strands of long brown hair scattered around her head, looking like a bird's nest. Danika looked like an absolute hopeless wreck that had just suffered from a horrible heartache. She wished she had never lied or kept her secrets from Fred because now she knew she truly missed him.
As Danika laid miserably in her bed, a knock sounded on her door before Heliopolis Scavo entered the room. He walked over to his daughter's bed, his footsteps making sound as he stared at the hopeless mess of a human being on the bed. "This is no way to behave, Dani. Get out of bed and clean yourself up this instant." He demanded, sternly as if he had a lot of practice giving orders.
Danika turned away from him on the bed, stirring the sheets and comforter and causing them to look like a wrinkled mess. "Go away and leave me alone." She demanded, giving orders back to him.
"You will get out of this bed even if I have to drag you out of it myself," he threatened. "You will look presentable to the man you are betrothed to when he arrives tomorrow."
Danika turned to face her father, messing up the bedding once more. "Blaise Zabini can kiss my ass," she stated rudely, glaring at her father and identifying whom she had been betrothed to. "The only person I want to see here is Fred Weasley and that's not going to happen."
Heliopolis sighed and looked at his wreck of a daughter. "You love him don't you?" He asked slightly afraid of the answer.
"Yes." Danika uttered before turning back around and not facing her father to signify she wanted to be left alone.
"Very well." Heliopolis said before making a rather quiet exit from the room.
Meanwhile, someone had just entered Fred Weasley's room. The redheaded girl walked over to his bed and stopped in front of the moping man lying on the bed. Ginny Weasley sighed, knowing her brother would never forgive her or at least hold it against her for a while. "Fred. You have to let me talk to you," she demanded, feeling horrible that she had kept secrets from him. "You have to understand that I wasn't even supposed to know about her secrets. I just accidentally found a letter her real father had sent her while at Hogwarts. Once I confronted her, she told me everything and told me to never tell anyone. We became good friends and so she trusted me."
Fred turned away from her on the bed and faced the wall. "I have two words for you. Go away." He demanded, angry with his sister.
"I'm your sister. You can't avoid me for forever," said Ginny, sighing at her brother's emotional state. She walked back to the entrance of his room, but before exiting, she stopped. "Before she left here, she told me she loves you." On that note, Ginny left the room and left Fred to wallow in his self-pity.
Fred laid quietly in his bed, not knowing what to think. He wanted Danika to love him because in all reality, he loved her too. On the other hand, how did he know if what she had said had been the truth? She had lied about her family and kept secrets. Why should he believe her? As Fred pondered about truth and falsity, he heard a knock from downstairs.
Fred had no intentions of leaving his room, but a Patronus sent by his mother came soaring into his room, which told him to come downstairs. He groaned as he forced himself out of bed, knowing better then to disobey his mother. He quietly left his room, going down the stairs, looking like he hadn't showered in days. His hair remained disheveled from the lack of the usage of a comb. Even his teeth had gone without a proper brushing.
As Fred reached the main landing, he witnessed his mother pouring tea into a China teacup for Heliopolis Scavo, Danika's father and the Minister of Magic. Fred dragged his feet over to his mother and ignored the middle-aged man. "What mum?" He asked only half-caring about her answer.
Mrs. Weasley gazed at her son from head to toe. "You look awful!" she exclaimed. "You should have cleaned yourself up. This is no way to appear in front of the Minister of Magic." She stated, her face appearing disgusted.
"It's quite alright." Heliopolis stated before taking a sip of his tea.
"I insist he cleans himself up, Heliopolis." Mrs. Weasley confessed, embarrassed by her son's disastrous appearance.
Heliopolis placed his cup of tea back on the table. "Please call me Helio, and I assure you, he is fine considering my daughter appears to be in the same state or worse." He explained, reassuring the both of them.
Fred's eyes darted to Heliopolis as he became interested in the topic of Danika. He wondered just how bad her state really had been, but then again, he had been the one who had been lied to, so why should he care? For some reason, Fred did, because he finally plopped down in a chair at the table. After all, he really wanted answers.
"I understand some things must be explained and made more clearly," stated Helio, looking at Fred. "Obviously both of Danika's parents didn't die. Unfortunately, her mother died during childbirth and I miss her terribly." He confessed, giving light to the whole parents dying in a house fire lie.
"Secondly," continued Helio. "My daughter did live in America for some time. I did it to protect her. We are actually purebloods and I feared the Death Eaters would try to find her and convert her. I may be a pureblood, but I would never want my daughter, nor myself, involved with evil people."
"Thirdly, my daughter only lied and kept secrets because of our arrangement. The arrangement which involved the lies, secrets, and myself coming for her on her eighteenth birthday." He explained finally leaving a pause.
Mrs. Weasley sat there quietly, appearing upset, most likely because of the death of Danika's mother. Fred seemed confused, considering all this information had been a lot to take in. He felt awful about her mother and kind of bad that Danika had to lie for some arrangement. He didn't know if he should be upset with her or feel sorry for her now. "What arrangement?" He asked curiously.
"Danika is betrothed. I made a deal with her. She could go to Hogwarts and pretend to have a normal life, but she couldn't tell anyone about me being her father or who she truly was for her own safety. On top of this, I gave her until she was eighteen to find someone and marry him before her birthday. If she did, I would call of the arranged marriage." He explained, dishing out their secrets.
Fred's eyes went wide at the mention of Danika being betrothed. He wondered what this meant as several questions ran through his head. Did this mean she wanted to marry me if she loved me? Did she already marry this other guy? Wait. Who is this other guy? "Who is she betrothed to and did she already marry him?" He asked completely afraid of the answer.
"Blaise Zabini, and no. She hasn't married anyone yet." Heliopolis answered.
A chair fell over with a thud as Fred abruptly stood up. "What!?" he shouted. "Blaise Zabini was a Slytherin and I don't care if his mother has money!" he shouted angrily, assuming money had been the reason for betrothal since most cases involved money in arranged marriages. "You can't just force your daughter to marry some stupid git because you tell her to!"
Mrs. Weasley appeared shocked and slightly embarrassed by her son's outburst in front of the Minister of Magic. "Fred!" she exclaimed. "Don't yell at the Minister like that."
Fred became even angrier, his cheeks turning red with heated fury. "You just can't ruin your daughter's life by having her marry some loser!" He yelled, even louder, ignoring his mother.
Heliopolis looked at Fred, remaining calm and not even flinching. "She won't be marrying Blaise Zabini and I think you know why." He explained.
"Enlighten me." Fred demanded, crossing his arms.
"Obviously you love my daughter or you wouldn't be acting like this so I want you to marry her." Helio confessed, dropping a big bombshell.
Fred uncrossed his arms and let them drop to his sides in shock. "What?" He asked, dumbfounded.
"I know she lied and kept things from you, but she only did so because I forced her to," reasoned Helio. "Just see my daughter and consider it."
Fred knew he would consider it. He knew he had been lied to, but it helped protect her by telling those lies. Also, if he didn't marry her, she could still be stuck with Blaise and he couldn't live with that on his conscious. On the other hand, he didn't know if he was ready to be a husband.
Later that day, Danika still laid in her bed looking like a royal mess. A knock sounded on her door and someone entered. She didn't want anyone there and she wanted to be left alone in her misery. "Go away." She groaned.
"Alright. I'll just leave." The voice of a cleaned up Fred Weasley said.
Danika turned on her bed to see Fred standing in her room, looking like he had dressed up for a date. "Fred?" she questioned, slightly shocked. "What are you doing here?"
Fred smiled and silently walked over to her be. "You look miserable you know." He stated, smirking.
Danika eyed him, knowing that didn't seem funny, but it sounded like something typical for one of the twins to say. "Seriously. What are you doing here?" She asked, wondering why Fred seemed so happy.
Fred crawled into the bed and under the covers, wrapping his arms around her. Then, he kissed her on the forehead before pulling away and smiling at her. "Well, since you're so miserable, I've decided to come be miserable with you, even if it means for the rest of our lives."