Written for Divination Tower on Hogwarts School of Witchcraft & Wizardry (Challenges & Assignments). Task 3
February Event: Teamwork prompt: Champagne
Pairing: Fred/Daphne
word count: 710
Beta: 3cheersforidiots
Fred Weasley had always been a continuous big change for Daphne Greengrass, which had started when they first met. She had gotten detention for using magic outside of class, and he had gotten detention because of a prank he had done alone. Filch had made them clean the trophies in the Trophy Room, which was ridiculous, because the trophies were already cleaned and shiny, and there was no need for any of them to be dusted. So instead of actual cleaning, they had talked. She had been reluctant at first, because after all, he was a blood-traitor and her family had always told her that she shouldn't associate with people who think of filth as friends. But he had made her smile and it had been better than doing nothing, and they hit if off great. After that night, it was her idea that they should meet again.
Then one meeting had become two, then three and before she had known it, she was falling for him. Soon after, they had secretly started dating and during that time, Daphne could have never been happier. She had started to doubt her parents' principles about life, and no longer saw what was wrong with people that weren't purebloods. Sure, she had still had her old habits, but they weren't as bad as they had been before. Fred was proud at her achievements of change and they had celebrated in the Astronomy Tower, under the stars, with a bottle of champagne that Daphne had stolen.
"I'm a bad influence on you," Fred had chuckled.
"You should feel proud," Daphne had teased back.
He had continued to change her with each passing day and month, until suddenly, it had become the middle of their seventh year and Fred had told her he was leaving. Not that she could blame him, Umbridge had been taking over and there had been nothing left in Hogwarts for him and his brother. Not to mention that their store had been in the process of being bought. She had wanted to go with him, but he hadn't wanted her to ruin her relationship with her family. They had settled for a kiss, which had turned into lovemaking under the stars.
Then, he was gone and life had carried on, before another change had happened because of him.
That day, she had woken up with a sick feeling and she had rushed towards the toilet. This had happened three times a day before she had found out what was wrong.
Daphne was pregnant with Fred's child. Panic took her. This wasn't part of the plan, she couldn't have been pregnant at seventeen. She had been too young to become a mom and he had been too young to be a dad. Though, he would've been ecstatic about the news if she had told him, but she couldn't bring herself share it. And so, she had made another big decision and another big change to her life.
She had gotten an abortion.
Fred had been furious with her and she had tried to make him understand that they hadn't been ready to be parents, that with the war in their way, it wouldn't be safe to bring a child into this world. But he had refused to listen and had shaken her off.
"I never want to see you again," he had said.
She had cried as he left because she had truly loved him, and she had wanted him to understand.
The next couple of days, she had gone through different motions of life. Her stomach had ached because of her hasty decision and her heart had ached as well, because he wasn't there with her. Astoria couldn't figure out what had been wrong with her and Daphne had refused to tell her. Fred was gone because of her, because she hadn't wanted to keep their child. Maybe the baby would have had his red hair and her gray eyes, or her brown hair and his blue eyes, or even her dimples or maybe his freckles. But all of that didn't matter now, because she killed them. She had killed her child and it was all her fault.
The Battle of Hogwarts occurred and they had run into each other. Daphne hadn't really expected herself to find him in the chaos; she had been hoping to find Astoria. But her heart had swelled at the sight of him and they had hugged each other immediately. They had kissed each other fiercely and apologized for their actions and mistakes. He had promised her that they would have a lift together after war, and Daphne had just laughed and cried.
But Fred was gone in a matter of minutes, and Daphne's heart had crumbled in million pieces. The baby was gone and Fred was gone, and Daphne had been left with no one.