Hey guys sorry about not updating sooner. I'm taking my options this year and have been really busy with homework, parents evening, piano lessons, piano practice and swimming. But I have finally got this chapter up! It's really dramatic towards the end, so enjoy!
And also by the way THANK YOU REVIEWERS!
I smiled as I walked along the2nd floor corridor. It was Valentine's Day, and Fred had promised to take me into Hogsmeade. As soon as lessons had ended, I'd gone up to the common room and changed into a pretty blue dress.
My hair was curled in ringlets, and my make up was expertly done by Ginny. I looked great, but I had bad pains in my stomach. But I pushed the worries out of my head and carried on walking.
Fred was waiting for me at the doors. He smiled as I approached him and took my hand, lacing his fingers through mine. We hurried down the long twisted lane that lead into Hogsmeade, trying not to be seen. We met nobody, except a small stray dog wandering around looking for scraps.
Hogsmeade was very busy, couples were wandering around either shopping or heading to the restaurants. Pink heart shaped lights hung along the shop fronts, and red confetti rained down from the sky. Rose petals littered the street and a band was playing soft music in the centre of town.
When we arrived in the village Fred, hustled me into Flourish and Blotts, and insisted on buying me a book. He then led me into a small florist's next door, where he bought me a large and expensive bouquet of roses.
After wandering around the rest of the shops, Fred led me down a small street and into a restaurant. A man greeted us at the door and asked if we had a reservation. 'Weasley' Fred nodded. The doorman led us to a small candle lit table towards the back of the room.
Glitter lightly fell from the ceiling, and the table cloth was covered in red hearts. The waiter dropped two menus onto the table and then left, bowing lowly as he went. We took a few minutes to look over the starter's menu before ordering. We ordered a large fruit salad, which we shared happily. The waiter then returned to take the plate away and take our order. I had the chicken breast with salad while Fred ordered Steak and chips.
I excused myself after we'd ordered and made my way to the restroom. My stomach pains had come back. I splashed some cold water over my face and then spent a few minutes practising breathing exercises. When the pain had died down I left the toilets and made my way back to the table.
20 minutes later our food arrived, piping hot. While we ate we discussed baby. It was only a month until the birth and we still had no ideas for names.
'What about Amber?' Fred suggested. 'Amber is an orangey colour, and if the baby inherited my hair colour it would be perfect.'
'Little baby Amber, hmmm.' I mused thinking about it. It was a nice name, and it would be a good fit.
'I quite like the name Imogen as well.' Fred smiled. 'We could call her Gen for short.'
'Maybe.' I replied. I had a feeling that once I had heard the perfect name, I would know straight away.
'I like Aletta.' I announced. It wasn't the perfect name, but I liked it anyway.
'It's unusual but it has a nice ring to it.' Fred agreed.
The conversation then veered away from baby names and towards desserts.
Fifteen minutes later we left the restaurant. Fred was carrying the shopping bags in one hand, and holding mine in the other. We slowly walked back to the castle in silence, enjoying each other's company. The evening had been wonderful, with the exception of the stomach pains.
I turned to Fred and announced.
'This evening has been perfect, thank you.'
'You're welcome' He grinned leaning in and kissing me.
'I love you.' I whispered into his ear as we broke apart.
'I love you too' he replied.
We continued walking in silence, now walking closer together. A few minutes later, I felt a strange sensation. Then sudden realisation hit me.
'Fred, my water just broke.' I gasped.
Ooh drama! What did you think?