I Do | Fred Weasley x Reader

chapter 93- A Second Ending To A Beginning

I pull Fred over my shoulder comfortably, both of us instantly running to the Great Hall together as fast as our feet can take us, water flooding down our faces.

Once we reach the entrance, mum spots us immediately, her eyes falling as they gloss over, father soon joining her once he sees us.

Perce and I place them both beside each other, mum stepping forwards and kneeling by Fred's head, caressing his hair and crying.

I collapse to my knees and grasp at Fred's shirt, my tears plaguing it. His face is contorted into an expression of worry, while Y/n has a loving look on her face, both of their faces looking at each other, eyes closed.

I press a sweet kiss to Y/n's forehead and take Fred's right hand in mine, holding it tightly.

The rest of the family arrive, all of them quickly reaching mum, dad, Perce and me.

Looking at Fred on the floor immediately causes tears to swell faster than lightning, sniffles echoing the hall every few seconds.

Standing, I clutch onto dad before embracing Ron, who leans down and grabs Fred's shirt, crying once we let go.

"I love you, Y/n," I whisper, kneeling beside her and taking a firm hold of her left hand.

-Y/n's POV-

I open my eyes to see the roof of Hogwarts' Great Hall. Rubbing my forehead and eyes, I pull myself up, but speedily squeeze my left side, pain shooting from it.

The hall is eerily silent, no sign of any person other than bodies hiding the floor.

My eyes quickly fall on Freddie, who's laying to the left of me. Once I see his eyes are closed, my mind rapidly initiates panic mode again.

"Fred?" I call, taking his shoulder and shaking him gently. "Freddie?" I shake him faster, but he doesn't respond.

Grabbing his wrist, I check his pulse, but can't feel it, no matter how much I shift my fingers.

The only thing I can think of to do is to lock my hands together on his chest and perform chest compressions.

When I've done thirty, I pinch his nose and pull his chin down, doing mouth to mouth. I return to the chest compressions.

I sit on top of him and straddle him, making sure to get at least two inches deep in his chest and every thirty pushes, performing mouth to mouth.

Tears cascade from my eyes as he doesn't wake up, my chest compressions getting slower and slower. I perform mouth to mouth but just stop myself from going on, wrapping my arms around him and sobbing in his chest.

I press a kiss to his neck and go to try again, my tears falling onto his cheeks.

Before I push into his chest, his eyes shoot open and he inhales, breathing heavily and resting his head on the concrete ground.

"Godric, I thought you were dead!" I sob, gripping tighter to him and hiding my face in the crook of his neck.

His breathing is all I can hear, but his arms snake around my waist, pulling me as close to him as he can.

He presses kisses to my temple, but soon cups my cheeks and smashes his lips to mine, my lips instantly relaxing under his touch.

His tongue slides into my mouth as I pull at his shirt, trying to get him closer.

"Ahem," a familiar voice interrupts, my body quickly pulling away from Fred.

"What? What's wrong?"

"Nothing," I reply to Freddie, giggling. "It's just that my uncle Regulus is here. What happened?" I ask uncle Reg.