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"You're what?!" I could tell he was angry.

"Fred, please. I know you care but George is your brother and you're the first to know. Please don't tell anyone. I think we are telling Molly and Arthur tomorrow. I don't know when we will be telling my father. I don't even know if I want to."

"YOU'RE 16 EMMALEE FREAKING 16. YOU CAN'T BE PREGNANT. THE JOKE SHOP IS JUST TAKING OFF. VOLD- HE WHO SHA'LL NOT BE NAMED COULD COME BACK, YOUR FATHER'S A FREAKING DEATH EATER. GEORGE CAN'T HANDLE THIS!" He yelled. I can't handle people yelling. It make me cry, I guess I'm weak, but he knew that.

"FRED! Do not speak to her that way and do not, do not speak on my behalf. I can handle myself." He came and took my hand. "Please, do not talk to me or her until you've gathered yourself and come to terms with whats going on. I have faith in her and if you don't then please don't talk to me. Also, mum wants you home for supper." with that, we left the joke shop and went for a walk. I can't be crying when I return back to the burrow. Molly would need an explanation and I'm not ready to give one.

"Are you okay?" I nodded and we sat on the bench we'd placed in the forest behind the burrow last year. "No you're not. You can not lie to me love. I care too much to be easily blindfolded."

"I'm just scared. I don't know what will happen. I think we should tell Molly later when everyones in bed. She should know."

"She'll be mad at first but I think eventually, give her a week, she'll come around. Don't worry, everything will be fine. She's always wanted a grandchild. Emma, it'll be okay."

"Do you really think so?"

"I promise." He kissed my forehead then reached into his pocket. "I know this seems like a bad time to do this but I promise I planned on doing this before everything happened. I've been planning this for a while." He knelt down on one knee and pulled out a velvet box. "Will you marry me?" he opened the box and it revealed a gold ring with a heart shaped dimond and the little dimonds on both sides. It was simply gorgeous, and without a doubt expensive.

"George...it's beautiful. You must have paid so much for it. How many Galleons was it?"

"Emmalee, don't worry just answer the question. Will you marry me?" A tear slipped down my cheek.

"Yes. George, I will marry you." He picked me up and spun me around kissing me gently.

"I love you." He kissed me passionatly. I'm glad he's fathering my child.

"George, what time is it?" He reached down and pulled out his pocket watch.

"18:39. Shoot! We are late!" we didn't run back though. We walked. We could always eat later.

When we got back to the burrow, Fred had brought the car back and was sitting at the kitchen table telling Molly something. He told her something that made her cry. The table was set and food untouched but no one was there to eat it. We closed the door lightly so we wouldn't interupt their conversation, but Molly heard the door and she looked at us and stood up in furry.

"YOU'RE WHAT?! YOU FILTHY LITTLE BRAT. GET OUT OF MY HOUSE AND DO NOT COME BACK. GEORGE YOU WILL STAY HERE. I FINISHED WITH YOU EMMALEE. I KNEW YOU WOULD BE TROUBLE. YOU HAVE 5 MINUTES TO PACK UP AND LEAVE!" Molly screamed and I ran upstairs and packed all my stuff and apparited to my fathers house. Of course I'm in tears and all I can do is run up and hug him.

"Emmalee, you're back early. You still have 3 weeks before school starts are you okay? Did you and George break up?"

"No, we are actually....doing really well. I just needed a break from Fred. You know how he can get sometime, I'm just having an emotional time. Don't worry about it Daddy. I'll talk to you about it when I'm ready. Is that okay?" he smiled and kissed my forehead.

"Of course Princess, as long as you're not with child or something. But that's silly. You and George would never be that unprecautious. AND you better not be having any sort of sexual activity -" I cut him off.

"Can I have some supper? And maybe a spot of tea?" he smiled and went to the kitchen.

"Of course Princess." he fixed me up some chicken and ceaser salad. I took a bite of the salad and I was fine. I took a bite of the chicken and went to take another bite of my salad and I insantly felt sick.

"Oh my goodness." I got up and ran to the bathroom. My father was right on my tail to hold up my hair.

"Are you okay Emma?" I nodded.

"I'm fine. Just a bug or something of the sort. I'm just going to go to bed. Goodnight Father."

"Goodnight Emmalee." I walked to my room. It was beautiful, just as it was at the beginning of the summer. I noticed on my desk there was an Owl. George's owl, it was Mercy. She was perched there with a letter from George.

'To my dearest love Emmalee,

Mum isn't happy, but Fred didn't tell everything, he also said things that were not true. He told mum that the baby wasn't mine. I have explained to Mum and Dad what has happened. I told about the engagment and Mum is deeply sorry. She wants you to come back but understands if you don't want to. She wants to take back her actions. She yelled at you and she is so sorry. She doesn't want you to fear her, she does love you Emma. She thinks of you as a daughter. Father knows too. He was a little fusterated but he understands. His sister had a child at a young age, it was hard but she did it on her own. You have me. I won't leave you. No matter what happens.

I love you,

George. Weasley'

I read the letter as I fell asleep, I'll answer him as soon as I wake up tomorrow.

"Goodnight my love." I whispered as I clutched the note to my chest and slowly fell asleep. I couldn't stop thinking of all the things that had went on today. A tear slipped down my cheek., and then everything was black.

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And that my dears is chapter 2. It's longer than the last one. :)

Goodnight my Belles, or Good Morning.

Love you all

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