The tense feeling for the upcoming battle felt like a ringing in your ear. You barely slept- always tossing and turning, barely ate, your mind was going a thousand miles per hour. Everyone around you was concerned but they had more important things to deal with: preparations for the war.
It is what kept you up most nights. You had nightmares about it, but the weirdest thing is that they were all the same. In Hogwarts, inside the Room of Requirement, it was always two redheads- probably Weasleys- and you. You saw a spell flying towards the back wall and you were the victim. It always ended there because you always woke up after that. It was weird, but the feeling in your gut told you it was important and that you should be prepared for anything.
It had been months now. After helping the trio, they disappeared in their search for the Seven Horcruxes. You missed them dearly but it was for the best, for them and for the all of you. You wanted to communicate with them but you couldn't; every single thing you did had been watched by someone always.
The twins grew. Lizzie and Archie were almost one year old. Their ginger wavy hair very visible to everyone; guess the Weasley genes are too strong. Their eyes were brown, representing their mother and father's. They were good parents, they always reminded you of Molly and Arthur. They loved being grandparents, but they were both very anxious about the war that they couldn't stay away from them for more than few seconds. Astrid had decided earlier that she wouldn't risk fighting in the battle to protect her babies. She and the babies were going to stay at Tonks' mum Andromeda's, house. You all agreed and respected her decision.
Remus and Tonks got married. They had a small and quick wedding at the Burrow, and Tonks ended up giving birth to a lovely baby boy a few months later. They named him Teddy, in honour of Tonks' dad. Remus felt a light inside of him with the birth of his son, wishing deeply inside that his best friends were here to meet him. It wad hard for him to adjust to everything that had happened, and it happened so quickly but Teddy and Tonks were the ones who made his life worth living.
Fred and George were also very serious and cautious. In this period, they didn't allow themselves to make any pranks on their brothers and parents, despite how much they wanted it too. They weren't feeling well mentally. The war made everyone feel nauseous.
That evening, it was raining. It made you feel comfort for the first time in a very long time. You hugged your legs and sat by the window, watching and admiring every single droplet that fell on the window. You placed your intex finger on the glass, tracing small circles slowly and lightly with it.
"Are you alright, my love?" Said a voice behind you. You didn't turn around, you didn't have the energy to do so. But you knew it was Fred. His feet helped him approach you slowly, placing his hand on your shoulder.
"Mmhh.." you murmured. Fred kissed the top of your head, moving his hand around your shoulders.
"Everything will be fine, okay?" You nodded slowly, still looking outside. The fogged up glass didn't help on it. "Trust me you'll stay strong." Said Fred.
"Yes, Freddie." You said tiredly, a yawn escaping your mouth.
"And please rest. You can't stay like this for now. I need you strong, we need you strong." Said Fred, his tone concerned but low.
"Yes, Freddie, I will." You slowly stood up from the glass window, grabbing the blanket you were wearing, wrapping it around you tightly. It was quite cold for the time of year it was, and the British weather and humidity didn't help much either. Silence had fell between the both of you but you kind of liked it. It was peaceful and it meant no harm.
You made your way to the bed, slowly climbing on it and laying down, your body to the side of the window. Fred tucked you in better and kissed the top of your nose, cheeks and forehead. "I love you."
You smiled slightly at those three words. The words you were so familiar yet foreign to. The words that could destroy and rebuild castles, especially when they come from Fred Weasley's mouth. "I love you too." You said, in a low voice. It sounded almost like a whisper.
Fred smiled at you, feeling lucky. "Sleep well, beautiful. We'll spend some time together afterwards." Fred said, smiling from ear to ear, but it was genuine and sweet. He closed the door behind him and joined the others downstairs.
You closed your eyes, drifting to sleep. All thoughts seemed to have disappeared in that moment, like paper disintegrating in water. For the first time in quite some time, you felt peaceful and the whole house as well felt lively and happy. But the war was still in the back of your mind, torturing you. But you just wanted all of this to be over and for you to be happy. It is all you longer for at the moment:
happiness, the feeling that every human craves in their life. For you, it felt like a fever dream, a distant memory or even a foreigner you pasted on the street when you went to buy groceries. For now, you could only feel happiness through sleep, the only way to escape a war.
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hello everyone,
I hope everyone is well. We're nearing the end of OOAK, and it's safe to say it has been a rollercoaster, from both me writing it to you reading it.
first and foremost, i want to apologize for taking so long with the updates. it's been really hard to write these and I'm not satisfied with the latest chapters.
secondly, i unfortunately have drifted off the hp fandom. i will always love it and it will always be close to my heart but it doesn't spark any joy to me right now. i have joined again more fandoms such as httyd and sab/soc. i had two more hp fanfics in mind but I'm not going to publish them, at least not now.
and lastly, two questions! a) what fanfic would you like to see next? and b) for all of you who have shifted/want to shift but haven't yet to the hp universe, have you scripted that the characters look exactly the same they do in the films or not?
that's it, thank you all so much for reading. ily and stay hydrated.
-lyrine <3
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One Of A Kind ||A Fred Weasley Fanfiction||
Fanfiction(Y/n) Black, the daughter of Sirius Black, was nurtured by the Weasley family, forming strong bonds with all of its members. However, her affection ran particularly deep for Fred Weasley, the older twin. As time went on and their lives became intert...
