Harry Potter One Shots

I love him (Fred Weasley)

In which she will always love him when he doesn't

TW: slight depression and ED

Y/n POV:
"Oh shit!" I walked into one of the Order meetings, a bit buzzed. Who I am kidding I'm as high as a kite. I couldn't walk straight and my eyes were red.

"Are you alright dear?" Molly asked concerned.

"Just perfect if you call your boyfriend of two years breaking up with you." I slurred.

"How would do such a thing to a lovely girl like you?" She asked.

"I don't know, ask one of my your sons, they seemed to do it perfectly fine." I pointed towards the gingers.

"Y/n you're drunk." Dad called out.

"Nope. I'm high, haven't even got into the alcohol yet." I stammered.

"C'mon Y/n let's get you some water and you can lay down." Remus spoke softly.

"No! I don't want water or resting. I'm fucking coping." I yelled.

"Upstairs now!" Dad ordered.

"Whatever, I don't want to be here anyway." I answered before stumbling out of the door.

Sirius POV:
"One of you better start talking right now." I pointed towards the twins and Ron.

"I didn't do anything." Ron put his hands up in surrender.

"Me either." George added.

I turned towards Fred, glaring holes into him. Before I could even say anything we all could hear something break from upstairs.

"FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU TOO ANGELINA! FUCK! AHHHH! YOU LYING PIECE OF SHIT!" Y/n screamed before another shattering sound came.

"Aren't you going to do something." Molly asked.

"No, if that's how she wants to cope let her be." I replied.

We went on with the meeting, it was fine until about 30 minutes later, a voice was heard.

"Tonks. Wotcher, Tonks." Someone said. Tonks pulled out this walkie talkie out of her pocket before it spoke again.

"Tonks, I'm in need of some noms, over." It was Y/n.

"I still love you him you know." She continued talked not knowing about her walkie talkie still being on. "I shouldn't but I do, every time I look at him, I fall in love again."

"I found out he cheated on me 5 months before we actually broke up. I heard from Fleur Delacour, my fucking cousin. It was the night of the Yule Ball, Fred had asked me to the dance I had this beautiful (f/c) dress on. I look liked a fucking princess. But apparently while I was dancing with Hermione, Fred slipped out of the hall to go bang Angelina Johnson in a broom closet." Everyone turned their heads towards Fred.

"Fleur was looking for the bathroom when she saw them come out of the closet and they saw her too. Lucky neither of them knew I was related to Fleur, she would have beat his ass right there. Instead she told her after the ball."

"We went on like nothing happened that night, like everything was fine, when it wasn't. About a month ago, Fred and I got into an argument about how I was half veela. He found out. And you know what he did, accused me of using my veela powers to seduce him. Broke up with me, right there."

"Before I met him, I thought love was overrated and toxic, devoting your life to the person you love. Having the person of your dreams falling in love together. But someone along the road they slowly fall out of love, leaving you in a cycle of wondering why you weren't good enough."

"When I met Fred, it was like all my issues were gone. My mommy and daddy issues, trust issues, fear of commitment. I told him about my problems and he still wanted to be with me. Made me feel like I was the only person in the world. I fell head over heels for him."

"He made me believe love was a positive and happy thing, and look where that go, in that fucking cycle. I didn't know it at the time, he was falling out of love."

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Y/n POV:
It had been a week since my mental breakdown, apparently everyone in the whole Order heard it, I left my walkie talkie on while ranting. I haven't left my room since. It was a mess, glass everywhere on the floor, pictures torn up, I was going through another depressive episode.

It was around 1pm I heard a knock on my door. "Y/n, dear. It's Molly."

"You haven't been eating for the past week, you never come get the food I leave." I didn't reply I just sat in my bed.

A few minutes go by before I heard Molly mutter 'Alohomora' and walking into my room.

"Honey." She whispered looking at my distraught room. "You need to come eat, I can help down and you don't have to worry about anyone being there, it'll just be us."

It took her a while to get me up but she was finally able too. She sat at the dining room table leaving me to get food ready. I was a mess, hair tangled, mascara smudged eyes, dark circles under under them, and I was skinner, the downsides of depressive episodes. She brought the food over and set it down in front of me with a small smile.

I didn't eat it, I just saw there and stared at the wall in front of me.

"Hey mum, what's for lunch." I heard someone call, it was Ginny walking in with her brothers, Hermione and Harry, they didn't notice me yet.

"Not now Ginny." Molly replied.

"Will always have lunch at this time." Ron complained.

"Well not today, Ronald. I need to take care of Y/n." She replied. They a turned their attention towards me looking straight at the wall in front of me not moving an inch.

"Is she alright?" Harry asked.

"She's in a depressive episode, I've been trying to get her to eat or speak, nothing has worked yet." Molly whispered. "Now all of you back upstairs."

In my peripheral vision, I saw their figures slowly make their way out the door.

"I'll love you forever, Fred." I spoke still not looking at them.

He stopped. "You will?"

"Yes, that's the problem." I turned towards him and wiped a tear away. 

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