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Why Me?	By : Lumos_Always Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Hermione/Fred Views: 5506 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Landing in the entrance of the Manor, Hermione tried to calm her breathing so she wouldn’t empty her stomach. Luckily for her, a large pail was put in front of her and she emptied her breakfast and lunch. With a small smile, she thanked the house elf and followed it into the sitting room to await her friend. She was a little earlier, but he knew that she was usually early for anything and everything. The little elf, name Mo, brought her some tea to sooth her stomach which also had prenatal vitamins in it. Her host must have told his elves about the baby. Thanking Mo, Hermione sat back and started to think about how she ended up half way across Europe sipping tea.
The obvious answer was Fred. But was that true? She could have been a little more rational and stayed to hear him out, but would have lied to her to make her happy? What she heard was during “guy talk” and she has been told that during “guy talk” no one holds back. Then thinking back to all the times when she tried to start a conversation about the future, he would turn her down, change the subject, or ignore her all together. Maybe she should have known something was up, but she loves him or now is it loved him? With a sigh, Hermione took a sip of her tea and stared out the window into the forest that surrounded the Manor.
She had been here a few times and loved it, even Fred loved it when he came with her. But now, now the snow seemed dreary and dull, rather than romantic and fun like it had been in the past years. Letting the tears fall for the millionth time in the past twenty-four hours, Hermione leaned back on the chaise, placing her hand over her small baby bump and closed her eyes wishing for the heart ache to go away.
She was gently shaken awake a few hours later by her host. Slowly opening her eyes, she was met with gray eyes that were filled with sorrow. She didn’t want to cry again, but just that way that he looked at her made her break down away.
“Oh luff, vhat haff they done to you?”
Sniffling, she wiped the tears away and sat up facing towards her host.
“I don’t know how to explain Viktor, everything was going well and then it wasn’t. We were happy, I was happy, or at least I thought we were.”
“Mia, it could not haff been that bad.”
“He told the guys he didn’t want to be tied down with marriage or a kid! Viktor, I am pregnant!”
“I know, and I vill take care uff you. Just like I promised on the night of Yule Ball. You may not haff been mine or vill ever be mine, but I vill take care of you and your little one. If a man does not vant vife or family, he should not string beautiful voman along. Especially vhen she vants a family.”
“Thank you Viktor, I have some money saved up so I won’t need to stay here long.”
“Nonsense, you vill stay here. I haff no one and it vill be nice to haff someone around the house. It does get lonely.”
“Okay, but don’t be afraid to tell me to leave.”
Hermione leaned into Viktor’s arms as he whispered “never.” It was so quiet that Hermione never heard it.
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The next few days seemed to fly by. Viktor had set up an appointment for Hermione with his family doctor. Turns out Hermione was already thirteen weeks pregnant and starting her second trimester. The doctor asked if she had any symptoms, like morning sickness, and she told him that she threw up a few time but they thought it was the stomach flu. Deeming her healthy, the Doctor told her to set up another appointment in a few weeks. Before the two head back to Viktor’s, he takes Hermione for a surprise trip to the wizarding section of Bulgaria to go baby shopping.
“Mia, come! I haff surprise for you!” Viktor said while dragging the small witch behind him.
“Viktor, slow down! Where are we going?” Asked as she tried to keep up with the tall Bulgarian.
“Shopping, ve must get stuff for little one.”
Pulling Viktor to a stop, Hermione tried to protest but was shushed and pulled into a baby store. After a few hours, many break downs, and a fight between a stubborn British witch and a bullheaded Bulgarian wizard, the two let the store with about one of everything.
Once back at the manor, Viktor set up the bedroom next to Hermione’s as the nursery and added a door in between the two rooms. Needless to say, Hermione was exhausted and fell asleep in the rocking chair while Viktor put together the different nursery furniture. Once done, Viktor gently lifted the tiny witch and laid her in her bed and headed to his room to nap as well.
****Time Jump****
To say that he was miserable was an understatement. It had been six months since Hermione had left and Fred was going insane trying to find Hermione. He had tried everything, even asking Remus where she was but even Remus had no idea where she was. Remus told Fred that she had sent him letters saying that she was doing well and getting by, but that was it. Even if he did know, Remus would not tell not tell Fred where she was. Fred finally caught a break when he picked up the Daily Prophet and saw the headline.
Missing War Heroine Gives Birth in Bulgaria
It is a little known fact that War Heroine, Hermione Granger, left the country a little over six months ago. Those closest to her said she was having some personal problems and had to leave the country, I guess we know that what that problem was. Now the question that this reporter wants to know is, who is the father of the child? Is it Mr. Fredrick Gideon Weasley, who Miss Granger was going steady with until she left? Or is it the hunky Bulgarian Seeker, Viktor Ivan Krum? Was there a love triangle going on that no one knew about? So far, the Bulgarian Press is tight lipped so we may not know the father of the child for a while. Mr. Weasley and his family have refused to comment on any questions thrown their way, so for now this writer will leave them and do some digging.
Until next time my Readers, Rita Skeeter.
Fred let the paper fall out his hands. ‘She was pregnant’ he thought, that’s why she was so upset when she left! Was that weird stick thing in the bathroom some type of muggle pregnancy thing? Maybe Ginny will know. Then like a bucket of ice water was dumped on his head, he realized what he said. He had gone into the memory of that day many times. He didn’t want to be tied down with marriage or a baby and now his love has gone to Bulgaria and is living with one of their friends. He messed up and he knew it. He didn’t just mess up, he fucked up. Mulling over his thoughts Fred started to get concerned. ‘I know that Viktor is not interested in Hermione, yeah they went to the Yule Ball together and have kept in contact for all those years. But he doesn’t love her like I do! I still love her; I will get her back!’
With that thought, Fred ran to his room and started to pack a bag. He was going to go to Bulgaria to get his girl and baby back! Krum has taken care of them when he couldn’t, but now it is time to get his family back. He didn’t realize how much he wanted a family, until after Hermione had left. Leaving a note on the table for Sirius and George, he headed to the Ministry to get a portkey to Bulgaria.
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When he landed in the Bulgarian Ministry, Fred to the fast route to the Krum’s. He was lucky that he and Hermione had visited the Bulgarian so many times. Apparating to the edge of the property, Fred walked through the wards and up to the front door. Knocking loud, he waited a few minutes before a house elf brought him in and brought him to the drawing room. Sitting down on one of the chaises, he noticed Hermione’s sent all over it. Taking a deep breath of the sent, he closed his eyes and leaned back and waited for Viktor to come in.
It didn’t take long, before the tall Bulgarian man walked into the room with a menacing look on his face.
“Vhat are you doing here? You haff no right to be here!” Viktor said as quietly as he could. Hermione and the baby were both sleeping and he did not want to wake either of them up.
“What do you mean I have no right? Hermione is my girlfriend and that baby is mine! I think I have every right not be here!” Fred practically yelled
“Vill you be quiet! Mia and the bebe are sleeping.” Viktor hissed, his eyes were practically throwing draggers at Fred.
“Sorry” Fred muttered as he bent his head to the floor.
Viktor shut the door and threw up a strong silencing spell, before moving to the tea service that was sitting on the table. Making a cup of tea and then sitting across from Fred, he took a sip while trying to control the urge to beat the crap out of the redhead sitting in front of him.
“You, Mr. Veasley, think that you can come into my home and demand to see your girlfriend and child as you put it. Now that the vork is done, you think you can come in here and sveep her uff her feet and start to raise the babe as yours? But vhere vere you for the first scan, or movement? Vere you there to hold her hair back vhen she finally got morning sickness? Vere you there to take Mia to the hospital? Vere you there for the birth of your own child? No you vern’t, I vas. I vas there to take her in vhen you did not vant to be tied down. I vas there vhen she need to get avay from those that hurt her. I vas there for all the things that you vere supposed to be there for but vere to selvish. And now you demand back into her life? You are lucky I let you back into the house after what you did to her.”
Fred just stared, he knew that Viktor was right. He had missed every milestone that he and Hermione were supposed to share together during her pregnancy. The guys warned him that if he didn’t talk to her that he would lose her and he did. But he also lost his child. He was also wrong about the Bulgarian man not loving Mia. He obviously did, and he knew that Viktor would love Mia more than he ever would. He knew when it was time to bow out and this was that time.
“You’re right Viktor. You were there, but only because she left me. I won’t say that I would have been happy about having a child, but I would have made some effort. I had no right demanding to see her and the baby, but do you understand why I was so angry? She ended our relationship and left, I had no idea where she went or if she was alright. I only found out that she had given birth by reading the paper, and I was furious! I was mad because she left and because you have taken care of and loved Mia more in the past six months, than the years that I have been together with her. I don’t deserve her or the baby.” Fred couldn’t help but let the tears fall as he continued. “I did treat her right, but I won’t be able to give her what she needs. She needs a man that will care for her and the child and…and… I just can’t do it. It’s not like I won’t love her or the child, but I won’t be able to give her the family love that she needs. I have failed many times in life and this is the one that I most regret. I know…” he cleared his throat and looked Viktor in the eyes “I know that if I get her back, I will not make her happy and her life will be miserable. I am selfish and I want her for myself, but I don’t want to be married and that is what she wants. I don’t like the thought of marriage or anything that goes with it, and I can’t keep Hermione waiting and hoping for a wedding when I don’t even want one. All I ask is that you make sure she is happy and safe. I don’t care if it is you or a friend, just help her and baby be loved in a way that I couldn’t.”
Neither men saw that the woman and baby in question had entered the room. She silently walked into the room so she was standing in between the two men.
“Fred.” Hermione whispered with tears in her eyes. She had heard most of what he had said and she didn’t know how to feel. She handed the baby to Viktor when Fred stood up and walked to her.
“Oh Mia, I am so sorry for what I put you through. I didn’t understand what I was doing to you until you were gone. I…I can’t keep you from living your life or your baby’s. I will turn over parental rights, I can’t be a dad it is not in me. I would make our lives hell if we tried to restart our relationship. I only ask that I see the baby a few times a year and I will be ‘Uncle Fred’ to them. Again, I am so sorry for not seeing how unhappy you were sooner, I was selfish. I still am selfish and that is not the type of person that should be raising a baby.”
Fred was full on crying by the end of his speech. Hermione gently took him in her arms, like she had done so many times, and held him while he cried. She had tears running down her face and put Fred at arm’s length.
“Thank you Fred. You don’t know how much that it means to me that you are willing to end us for my happiness. I never wanted it to end, but looking at the big picture I think you are right. I think that I would be unhappy and I would end up regretting all of this. But now I have a beautiful daughter, she has my brown hair but your bright blue eyes and nose and is the sweetest baby. I will never take her away from you and you don’t have to sign away your parental rights.” Hermione paused and looked at Fred, she knew he was going to sign away his rights and there was no stopping him. “Do you want to hold her?”
Fred didn’t know what to think, Hermione was agreeing with him for once and wasn’t mad about it. She also wanted him to hold his…no her daughter. Looking over at Viktor, he watched as the Bulgarian stood up and gently made his way to Fred. Placing the baby in his arms, he looked down into matching blue eyes and started to cry.
He knew he made the right decision letting them go. He knew someone else would take care of them and treat them the way they should be treated. Leaning down, he kissed the baby’s soft forehead and then handed her back to Hermione. Kissing Hermione the same way he whispered.
“You will make a great Mum and I will always love you.”
He turned and walked out the door, closing this chapter in life and hoping that Hermione’s will be better because of him.
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