Voldemort's winning, Sirius is dead, and Y/N's lost almost everything. With her parents gone and her friends understanding so little of her, Sparks is having a hard time holding onto herself and all she cares for. But when she makes a shocking disco...
Rays of light flow through the room, stretching from the windows. It's warm and comforting. And right now, Sparks feels safer than ever.
The girl lies in her bed, staring at the ceiling, with him next to her.
"That was-"
"-amazing.." She interrupts.
Y/N leans her head against Fred's chest and thinks about what she's just done. It felt good, but a small part of her worries if it was right. A part so small, she can merely ignore it, just feeling it's presence in the far back of her mind.
He wraps his arm around her. "What are you thinking?"
"I, I wish I'd done everything with you, this past few years." She looks up to him. "All of it.."
The silence is loud in between her words. "I wish I could go back and do it again with you."
"I know," Weasley says. "I do too, but we're together now."
The girls gets up from the bed and grabs her shirt, putting it on only to sit back down on the bed.
"We can't go back and undo it all."
Y/N resents it. "I'm really sorry, Fred."
"What for?" He asks.
She looks him directly in the eyes. "For hurting you."
"Y/N-"
"-No. No, I'm really sorry. I need you to know that."
What used to be the ticking of the clock on the wall is now just ringing in the air.
"You know, I felt horrible about it at the time. And maybe I'm bringing it up for no reason, but you told me that it hurt. So I need you to know, I didn't do it easily." She feels perfectly calm in saying this. "It was one of the hardest things I've had to do. Because I did really care for you, I just, couldn't.."
He nods. "We both said things we didn't mean in that process."
Sparks moves over and leans against him once more.
She thinks about telling him that she's never done this before. She considers letting him know that she's glad he was her first. That she feels completely safe with him.
But instead, she goes with the obvious. "We should probably keep this to ourselves. I mean, not that I want this to be secret, but you're right. Remus, Molly, Arthur, Ginny, Hermione, basically everyone would kill you. They'd say you took advantage of the circumstances or some stupid shit like that."
"Yeah," He says. "I'm usually right."
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He laughs and she hits him.
"Ow!"
"Such a jerk!" She laughs..
Weasley kisses her forehead. "We should probably get dressed."
"Yeah, Remus will be back soon. He might be back already, but he would've come up here, looking for me."
