Warnings: mention of sickness.
Y/N's pov:
Since the unexpected news that had occurred, I didn't really know what to do. Of course, me and Fred had talked about having kids, but never had I expected it to be so soon. I didn't actually know how he'd react, or even if he'd actually want a child at this time, especially because of the war. I was shook, and had no idea what I was going to do.
I hadn't told a soul, no one knew except Madam Pomfrey, and until I worked out what I was going to do, it's going to stay that way. I wanted a child, don't get me wrong. I've always wanted kids, but was it the right time for them? Would I be able to support it? I'm only 18 after all.
Anyway, it was time to push the thoughts out of my head for the day. Or well, a few hours at least. It was Fred and George's joke shop opening day, and even though they had both offered to postpone it due to everything that had happened in the last couple of days, I wasn't going to get in the way. They'd been waiting to do this since the age of five, so I wasn't going to hold them back on something for the sake of me. It wasn't fair.
According to Madam Pomfrey, I seemed to be about three weeks along, so only the early stages of my pregnancy. My pregnancy- that feels weird to say. I guess I still can't quite believe it. But working it out, that would mean that I was pregnant at school. And well, that meant that I was under the cruciatus curse. But, luckily for me, it seems that no harm has happened to the baby, and as far as we know both of us are perfectly healthy.
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I pulled on my black jeans and a green t-shirt. I had support my boyfriend after all. And well, green did seem to be his thing. I hurried to do my make-up, and plaited my hair in two braids. I looked into the mirror and took a deep breath. I'd promised myself that I'd forget about the baby for today, and make the day as good as possible for Fred and George.
I trekked down the stairs, being overly careful. It sounds silly but it's like I'm already aware that there's something growing inside of me. Its scary really.
I walked into the kitchen to see the bright smiling faces of my family, Harry had returned from the hospital a few days ago, who was of course shocked out of his mind to see that the two people he thought he had lost were sitting in the living room.
"Morning." I greeted, taking my seat and the kitchen table next to Freddie.
He kissed my cheek, and began loading my breakfast on to my plate for me.
"Sleep well?" He asked, the pair of us diving into our own conversation as everyone proceeded with their own.
"Yes thanks." I said, smiling slightly.
"Hey? Are you alright?" He asked, his faces showing me that he was worrying.
"I'm fine." His look told me he didn't believe me. "Honestly, I'm fine. Just nervous that's all. Your big day today."
I quickly lied, lucky that he seemed to believe me.
"I can't wait!" His leg was tapping up and down showing his excitement.
Laughing slightly, I continued to eat my breakfast, until I got an unusual feeling in my stomach. It felt like I was going to be sick.
I wasn't able to dismiss myself from the table, or to even utter another word, I rushed out of the room and headed straight to the bathroom, where I puked up the breakfast I had just eaten.
"Y/N what's going on? Are you alright love." The door swung open and I felt my hair being pulled to the back of my head. His hand found my back, rubbing soft circles across it, as he whispered into my ear.
"I'm fine." I said trying to convince myself rather than him. I wiped my mouth and began to brush my teeth, watching Fred in the mirror as he stared at the back of my head in worry.
"Y/N. We can cancel today. If you aren't feeling up to it, it's alright."
"No, no. I'm fine, honestly. Just feeling a little under the weather, but I feel better already."
He shot me a look, making me plaster a fake smile on my face as I wiped my mouth with a towel.
"Anyway, what do you think of my jumper?" I jokingly winked.
He laughed out loud, walking towards me and wrapped his arms around my waist.
"I think that you better keep it on until tonight."
I gulped loudly as I watched him smirk, obviously greatly proud of himself.
"Come on, let's go get ready." I slapped him around the back of the head and grabbed his hand to lead him out of the room.
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Fred's pov:
I couldn't have asked for anything better. The joke shop was a huge success, with tens of people flooding through the doors at a time. If I say so myself, it's one of the best shops in diagonal alley.
The only downside is that I haven't stopped, my feet are killing, and as fun as it is, I'm awaiting closing time. I haven't seen much of anyone throughout the day. We've all been doing our separate things whilst helping the customers. Remus and Sirius have been a big help, but being in their element I knew that they would anyway.
I handed a customer her final bag and managed to spot my sister and girlfriend, chilling near the love potions. I of course made a direct route towards them.
I swung my arms around Y/N's waist, managing to make her jump, but after seeing me, she relaxed into my embrace.
"Sorry love. I don't think you need one of those." I whispered into her ear.
She turned around with a smug look, "sure I don't, but your sister here does."
With Ginny's outcry of annoyance, she sent the pair of us a wink, leaving us to walk to the room upstairs.
I couldn't help but watch her figure as she walked away, but turned quickly when I heard a faint mumble, "whipped."
I slapped George around the back of the head, having a smirk set on his face. I rolled my eyes at his stupidity, "like you can talk."
I didn't have to say anything more, but his eyes went wide and he furrowed his eyebrows. I shook my head and headed to another part of the shop. I don't think that this would be the place to tell him that I knew about what had been going on between him and Lee.
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Y/N's pov:
I couldn't stop heaving my guts up. It was a nightmare!
I'm not really the most educated person when it comes to being pregnant. I'd never had the talk, or hadn't watched as my mum carried another sibling or something. I had no clue what I was doing. And it scared me.
I've thought about telling Molly. She'd be my best option really, but I don't think it would be fair to Fred. I know that I want to be the one to tell my dad, so why wouldn't he want to tell his mum. I can't take that away from him.
But I have decided that I need to tell Fred- soon. And that only became even more evident with what just happened.
I was in the bathroom on the side of mine and Freds new room, once again seeing the sandwich I had eaten only hours before. It's been around three days since I found out that I had a baby growing inside of me, and I already hated pregnancy. The sickness was unreal, my back was killing me, and then there's the matter of Fred bugging me about going to see the doctor.
"Y/N. Please, I know that you're alright, but this has been going on all day. Let's get Madam Pomfrey back, yeah?" He almost begged as he threw me a jumper to wear to bed.
I sighed dramatically, "Freddie I'm fine. I promise you I'm fine".
"But you aren't are you? You can't stop throwing up! I'm sure Madam Pomfrey will give you something if you just go and get checked out."
"Fine, fine." I raised my hands in surrender. "If it's still like it tomorrow, I'll get it checked."
I didn't miss how his face relaxed as he walked over to climb into bed. I couldn't help but look over his toned chest as his shirt came off. Damn you pregnancy hormones!
He laughed slightly as he caught my stare, purposely flexing as he pulled back the covers, making me roll my eyes.
But as he rested his head on my stomach, his arms finding my waist, I had the exact same butterfly's in my stomach as I did the first time.
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Freds pov:
I could tell that there was something wrong with her. Something that she's keeping from me, and I don't really know what to make of it. She's obviously not well, but no matter how much I ask, her answers always the same- I'm fine. It frustrates me, never mind the worry that I'm feeling right now.
I would have insisted that she go to Madam Pomfrey, if it hadn't have been for the fact that she told me to meet her tonight after work as she had something to tell me.
I didn't really know what it would be. But how could I guess anyway. She's always been secretive.
But until tonight, that wasn't the thought that was playing my mind. It was the fact that she was adamant on becoming an auror, and today was her first meeting with Moody.
"Fred!" I turned around to meet my brothers eyes as we sat at the kitchen table. Breakfast was shit, as we'd had to make it ourselves. Y/N had already gone, so the pancake ingredients had been left with instructions to follow on the side. Turns out that neither me nor George were any good at it.
"You've been distracted all morning." He rolled his eyes as I let out a sigh.
"It's just Y/N." I rested my chin on my hand. "She's was throwing up all day yesterday, and now she's at a meeting with Moody ready to start her auror training." I paused for a minute, "never mind the fact that she told me she's got to tell me something tonight. And she looked nervous about it."
George frowned, matching my expression as he thought, "maybe she knows what's wrong with her. Why she keeps throwing up?"
"Maybe." I hummed. "But what could it be? All I can keep thinking about is what happened to her. I mean, technically she came back from the dead like three days ago."
George pressed a hand to my shoulder, "she'll be fine mate. She's probably just caught a stomach bug or something. You don't have to worry about her. She's tough."
I nodded, but a frown still settled on my face, "you don't think she'll break up with me, do you?"
George laughed, but stopped when he saw my face, "Fred do you honestly think that she would. You can see how much she loves you just by looking at her. She looks at you the way you look at her. Like she's the only person in the room!"
I nodded, convincing myself that I was just being paranoid.
"You know I love you right?" George raised his brows. "And that you can tell me anything you want to."
"I.. I don't know what you're talking about." He stuttered.
"George, I know about you and Lee. And before you say anything, I'm fine with it. I'm more than fine with it, I'm so happy for you both. It's only been years that I was praying you'd get together already." I laughed at my brothers bewildered face.
I pulled him into a hug that I was glad he returned, his arms thrown around me in a tight embrace.
"How did you know?" He asked, "did Y/N tell you?"
"No course she didn't. She'd never betray your trust like that George." I clapped him on the back, as we headed downstairs to open the shop.
Quick fill chapter. Hope you enjoyed.