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I hadn't seen Fred since yesterday morning and I was beginning to get worried. I knew the baby thing would be a bit of a shock for him, but I thought he'd be ok with it. Maybe we had rushed into this, we were still young after all. We had our whole lives ahead of us, now we were tied down by Isadora. I still hadn't even begun my owls and Fred was only halfway through his newts. I couldn't afford to take time off school, and Fred didn't need the stress. How would I manage when Fred went off to work and I had to stay in school and complete my NEWTS? Or when I began work too? We didn't have any plans, we didn't even have anywhere to live. Fred was finishing school this year and going to begin working full time in the joke shop. I only had two years left of school, but where would Isadora stay until then?

Suddenly the curtain around my bed was jerked open, and a familiar face smiled at me.
'Hello Hermione.' My mother greeted me. 'how are you?'
'fine thank you, mum.' I grinned.
'The baby has not been keeping you up?'
'No, she's no trouble.' I answered, untruthfully.
'Well okay. If your sure...' my mother trailed off.
'What do you mean? If I'm sure, sure of what?' I questioned rather confused.
'The baby of course! It's a huge commitment and truthfully I didn't think you'd go through with it. You know it's not too late.'
'Too late for what?' I asked, growing angrier.
'Giving your baby up for adoption, of course!'
'Excuse me? Give my baby up for adoption!' I shrieked. 'She has a name! It's Isadora by the way. And as for giving her up for adoption, you can forget it. She's my daughter and I love her. Yes it will be hard at first, but when she's in school things will start to take shape. I've looked into a wizarding boarding school that takes children from the age of 6. We'll be fine, we'll manage. Fred's business has just taken off, and if I good results in my newts and owls I can get a well paid job. Isadora can grow up with proper opportunities then, and live with her real parents.'
'But she could get lovely adoptive parents.' My mother insisted.
'But they wouldn't be her parents!' I defended. 'Harry didn't have parents, and he's always wished for them. I'm not going to let my daughter go through that.'
'But...' My mother began.
'I thought you were on my side, mum. I thought you were okay with it.'
'Your my only daughter! You're throwing your life away! Getting pregnant at your age and marrying that boy who has less sense than a brick wall!'
'I'd like you to leave now.' I hissed, feeling tears burn in my eyes.
'But...' My mother began, but she was interrupted by a very angry Fred and a furious Mrs Weasley.
'I think it's best if you leave.' Fred practically spat.
My mother reluctantly got up and flounced out of the room.
'Fred, where've you been?' I hissed in a hushed tone. Mrs Weasley was too busy cooing over Isadora too notice.
'I'm so sorry Hermione.' Fred whispered. 'I went shopping and then flooed home to tell my mother. But you know what she's like insisted on me staying the night, and having a decent meal. I only just managed to drag her away from the stove'
I chuckled and he leant in to hug me tightly.
'I'm sorry if I've worried you.' Fred apologised.
'it's okay.' I smiled.
We broke apart and he frowned thoughtfully. 'are you okay? Your mother seemed to have been pretty harsh on you.'
'I'm fine.' I lied. 'I just can't believe my own mother would say such horrible things to me. About my family. About my fiancé, and my daughter.' I sighed loudly. 'It just seems like everyone's against me.'

'No-one's against you.' Fred mumbled, kissing me on the cheek.

'Ron, my mother, Draco...' I trailed off.

'Your mother is just not used to it yet, and let's face it Draco hates everyone in Gryffindor.' He paused. 'And I'm sure, Ron will come around.'

'You're right.' I nodded half heartedly.

I felt guilty. Was I the only one who knew about Ron's plan? What if we'd never hear from him again, would Fred blame me? Would Mrs Weasley? My stomach churned, as I wondered what Harry would think of me. Would he think I was right to have said no, or blame me for not begging Ron to stay? More importantly what would Fred think? Would he feel disgusted that I'd sent his brother away, or relieved that I'd stayed with him? What about me? Would I be okay with it? I'd always had some feelings for Ron, occasionally thinking of us eventually becoming a couple. Maybe I had been wrong to refuse his offer. Maybe he was right; maybe I'd be happier, safer and better off with him. We could start again, I didn't have to be a teenage mum, I could leave Isadora with Fred and flee the country.

I shook my head violently, getting rid of those thoughts. I loved Fred, and I loved Isadora. I was going to stay with him, get married, complete my OWL's and then get a great job. Maybe even have another child. I pushed that thought out of my mind. Isadora was no trouble but I was already so tired and stressed. Maybe in a few years, when I had a job, a home and some money. Fred waved a hand in front of my face and I blinked rapidly.

'Hermione, are you sure your okay?' He asked.

'I'm fine.' I grinned. And I really was.

Fred smiled warmly and pulled me into a hug. I wrapped my arms around him and sighed. Everything was perfect, until...

'Oh Fred! Look how cute Isadora looks in her new baby grow!' Mrs Weasley squealed.

I heard Fred groan as he released me, and I chuckled.