She sought safety from routine. Be it the croissant she ate every morning, or the lessons she attended every week, it was routine she wanted, predictability. Fred Weasley was anything but foreseeable. Actions need not be thought through to be done. And perhaps birds of the same feather flock together. Yet the panther has fallen prey to the magpie. War is macabre, but my fellow martyrs, fight for your family, fight for your rudimentary blood, so the future of your line mustn't be tormented by him; so they need not fall victim to the poignancy of Tom Riddle.