“Now that it's raining more than ever
Know that we'll still have each other
You can stand under my umbrella.”
After a hot shower and change of clothes, Rose and I stayed up in one of the spare rooms lounging on on the double bed and chatting casually while she did my makeup.
Even though Rose and I were so used to not wearing makeup, and when we did, we did it by magic, I agreed to let her experiment on me.
While Rose was concentrating on my face, I contemplated how to let her down easy when she revealed her work. I was expecting a total clown-face disaster. When she had finished, I had a false smile prepared as she held a mirror to her chest. When she turned the mirror around to face me, I was very pleasantly suprised.
She had put a light layer of concealer over the blemishes on my face, and she just gave my eyelashes a sweep of mascara and handed me a tube of cherry chap stick to put on myself. Overall, I didn't look as though I were wearing makeup, except for the fact my pale skin was now flawless and my eyelashes looked much longer than their humble reality.
"Wow Rose! You're actually really good!" I smiled warmly and her and she smiled bashfully back. She murmured a small thanks and started packing up the small amount of cosmetic products spread all over the bed.
As I watched her, I brushed out my hair and rolled it into a slightly messy ballerina bun on the top of my head.
Rose was just pulling her frizzy hair into a ponytail when we heard Albus scream from the bottom of the stairs, "Mum says would the two of you stop mucking about and get your arses down here now!" Rose and I smirked when we heard Ginny shriek, "That's not what I said, Albus!" and a soft whack, followed by a loud 'OW!" Ginny Potter hadn't lost any of her ferocity with age.
Rose rolled her eyes and nodded at me. "We should probably go down." I nodded in agreement and Rose made her way to the door, wearing a knitted dress with a scoop neck and a pair of my boots.
"Wait!" I warned her as I picked up the knitted maroon jumper with a large gold 'R' on it, an exact replica of her father's. Tossing it at Rose, she let out a loud groan. I rolled my eyes and shook my head at her.
"It's so cute!" I insisted after Rose pulled the jumper on over her dress. She scoffed when she caught a glimpse of herself in the full length mirror hanging on the door.
I smiled as I pulled on my own jumper, a blue affair with a grey 'V'. Careful not to damage my hair or makeup, I straightened out the large jumper and checked my face in the mirror to make sure everything was intact, and I was relieved to see it was.
Rose moaned again and I turned to face her to see she was eyeing me. "What?" I asked.
"How do you manage to look good in everything? It's so bloody unfair!" Rose stamped her foot like a child and I bit my lip to stop myself from laughing at her.
"First of all, I do not look good in everything. You know as well as better than anyone I cannot pull off leggings. Do you not remember the disaster outfit of November Hogsmeade '19? Second of all, Rose Weasley, you are possibly the most gorgeous girl I know! Stop doubting yourself!" I held her by her shoulders and shook her gently.
Rose pursed her lip and furrowed her brow.and turned to face the mirror again. She pulled impatiently the hem of her jumper. "I feel so... frumpy" Rose explained. "I mean, come on, I look awful. I would I even stand a chance with Scor-" Rose stopped mid-sentence and bit her lip.
I raised one eyebrow. "...Scor what, Rose?" I teased playfully.
Rose blushed so red I thought her head was about to explode. I giggled loudly. "I knew it! I knew it! You fancy him!" I jumped onto the bed and began dancing. "Rose and Scorpius sittin' in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G!" I sang as I jumped off the bed and gave Rose a hug. During my whole performance Rose started laughing and she hugged me back.
"You can never tell ANYONE" Rose threatened. I crossed my heart with my right hand and grinned. "Scout's honour!" Rose rolled her eyes at me again and grabbed the door handle and exited the room, heading for the stairs. I followed after her, after quickly dusting off my black skinny jeans.
As we entered the dining room, which had been magically expanded in order to fit the large clan, I saw Victoire had arrived with baby Remus. She and Teddy had just celebrated their one year wedding anniversary with a baby boy, named in honour of Teddy's father.
Rose and I ran to her immediately and exchanged hugs. Rose complimented Victoire on her figure, saying she looked amazing for having a four-month old child.
I was bent over the pram to look at Remus. He was so adorable. Obviously. I mean seriously, look at his parents. Victoire was part Veela, and Teddy was metamorphmagus, so he could choose his own level of attractiveness.
Remus gave me a toothless grin as I played peek-a-boo with him. Our game was interrupted by my name being called from behind me.
I spun around to see Teddy standing there, his hair a bright blue. His eyes lit up when they met mine, and I threw myself at him, giving him a big hug. He laughed in my ear and hugged me back, lifting me off the ground, so he didn't have to bend. "Violet!" he greeted me warmly.
Teddy and I met at my first Weasley Christmas. He and I hit it off instantly, being the only non related members, even though he was six years older than me.
I heard Victoire laughing good-humouredly at our embrace. "Seems as though water runs thicker than blood in your case, Teddy!" I heard Rose mutter. I giggled to myself. It seemed as if she said that a lot.
Teddy laughed out loud, placed me back on the floor and turned to Rose and opened his arms to her dramatically. She laughed and accepted his outstretched arms.
"Technically, you and I aren't related." Teddy added as he let go of Rose. Rose pondered this momentarily and she nodded. "But you are married to my cousin, though." Teddy beamed at Victoire and wrapped his arm around her small waist. "That I am" he pecked Victoire on her cheek and she blushed.
"Aww!" Rose and I squealed in unison, and I clasped my hands over my heart. Victoire smacked him lovingly on the arm.
"So... How's life with children?" I asked them, trying to seem nonchalant, picking imaginary dust from my shoulder.
Teddy looked at me and sighed. "Tiring. I get no sleep anymore!" Victoire laughed at this and turned to me. "Do not listen to him, Violet. He sleeps like a log while I get up with the baby in the middle of the night."
Teddy blushed. "Do not!" he exclaimed childishly. "Do to!" Victoire shot back. They continued like this for a while when I turned to Rose.
"Let's leave them to it, shall we?" I winked at her and she grinned back. We walked over to Albus and Scorpius who were standing in the corner next to a potted plant, obviously trying to avoid small talk with relatives.
Scorpius' back straightened up as he saw Rose and I approaching. Rose's cheeks turned a pale pink. Albus and I shared a look. Grinning, I gently pushed Rose so she stumbled into Scorpius' arms. He caught her firmly, and concern showed in his eyes. "Are you alright?" Scorpius asked her.
"Yeah.. I, um.. Yeah. Totally!" Rose stammered, as her blush deepened.
Albus smirked at them and then looked at me. He subtly cocked his head, indicating we should leave them alone. I nodded slightly and took a tiny step to my left. This movement went unnoticed by the nervous couple who were still apologising to each other.
Albus copied my steps, and we slowly backed away from the two of them.
As soon as enough distance was put between us and the couple, we turned and walked normally to stand together near the head of the huge table.
Albus and I were in the same year at school, but he was a few months younger than me. We were friends, but I never got very close to him. We stood together discussing our different classes and teachers. Al was just laughing at my impersonation of Professor McGonagall when I noticed James enter the room.
I watched him carefully as he gracefully walked towards Teddy and Victoire. He kissed Victoire's cheek and gave Teddy a brotherly hug.
He bent down to the pram and smiled at little Remus. I unintentionally smiled too as I watched him. I think I felt my ovaries skip a beat.
I turned back to Albus, not wanting him to think I had been watching his brother.
Albus was telling me about a prank he and Scorpius had played on the teachers before we left for Christmas. I honestly wasn't really listening to him, but I did my best to laugh at the right time, and to keep my eyes on him, not his insanely hot brother.
No. I am not thinking about James that way. He is a friend. A friend, I tell you.
Lily then entered the room wearing her 'L' jumper and came over to us. She smiled at me and rested a hand on my arm. "How are you feeling?" she asked kindly. "Great!" I answered, although honestly it wasn't true. I kept thinking about how this was most likely my last Christmas with the Weasleys and Potters and how, soon enough, they would all hate me.
Albus opened his mouth to say something but was cut off by Nana Molly entering the room and declaring the feast ready for consumption.
Everyone who wasn't already in the dining room came in and joined us. We all squashed in, trying to make room for everyone to fit the long table.
I caught James' eye as Lily dragged me to the table and he smiled. "Sit with me?" He mouthed.
I felt my stomach erupt with butterflies, and inwardly I screamed, "No! He's my FRIEND! Nothing more!"
Except the father of my child. Whoops.
I nodded at him and he beamed at me. I made my way across the room to him and Lily followed me, and Albus went and sat next to Scorpius on the other side of the table.
I noted with pleasure that Rose was sitting on Scorpius' other side.
James held out my chair for me and I smiled at him. Lily took the seat next to me, and James took the one on my left. Fred took the one on James' other side, and Rose sat directly opposite me. I raised my eyebrows at her and looked from her to Scorpius and back again, trying silently to convey the message 'He totally fancies the pants off you.' without being too obvious.
She shook her head violently, eyeing all her Weasley relations, who have made no secret of their hatred for the Malfoy family, although everyone got on well with Scorpius.
James looked at Rose questioningly but she dropped her eyes to inspect her empty plate as if it were the most interesting thing she had ever seen.
James turned to me. "What's going on?" he asked me.
I stayed silent for a moment and shifted my gaze to Ginny, who's eyes were flicking from James, to me, to James and back to me again. There seemed to be some sort of emotion in her big brown eyes. Excitement, it looked like.
I turned back to face James and looked him straight in the eye. "I have no idea what you're talking about." I said seriously.
James raised one eyebrow. "Shouldn't friends tell each other things?" he asked jokingly.
I was about to retort when Nana Molly reentered the room, this time levitating a huge turkey on a silver platter, and several steaming bowls full of chopped vegetables, mashed potatoes, and several gravy boats.
James rolled his eyes and let out a big breath. "Never mind. I will find out what's going on, though." James's warm eyes held a glint of determination and I stuck my tongue out at him, which made him chuckle at my childishness.
Lily patted me on the back and I turned to smile at her.
It seemed as though things were looking up. James and I were friends, Lily was so supportive, Rose and Scorpius were finally starting to make a move on each other, and now I would get to eat the most delicious meal ever.
Once again, though, I spoke too soon.
As soon as the huge turkey was lowered onto the table right in front of me, the glorious smell that filled my nostrils, which would have made my mouth water at just the thought of tasting it a few months ago, now made my stomach lurch and my throat gag.
Well I guess it's safe to say the baby doesn't like turkey.
As soon as I felt my stomach flip, I knew there was no avoiding displaying my breakfast to the entire Weasley clan.
That doesn't mean I didn't try.
As soon as I realised the smell of the turkey was causing me to gag, I immediately held my breath, determined not to breathe in the scent.
I kept my eyes firmly on my plate in front of me, and clamped my mouth shut. I desperately repeated "Not now. Not now. Not now." over and over in my head, willing the baby to understand.
I felt beads of sweat begin to form on my forehead from the pure effort of keeping my previous meal where it belonged.
I let out a large breath, unable to hold on to it anymore. As the smell assaulted my nostrils again, I knew there was no helping it.
I clamped my hand over my mouth and let out a strangled groan. The entire table turned to me to see what could possibly be wrong with me. Not knowing what to do, I looked desperately to Lily, who was sitting on my right. She looked into my eyes, confused, and I tried to explain my problem without speaking.
Lily's eyes lit up with understanding. "Quick! Someone of age! Anyone! Conjure up a bucket or something!" Lily screeched to the entire table, not addressing anyone in particular. I saw Harry wave his wand quickly, and a silver basin appeared beside me.
Finally giving in, I released my hold on my mouth, and was violently sick into the pristine basin. I knew everyone was watching me with morbid curiosity, but I couldn't bring myself to look up at them.
When I had finished emptying my stomach of it's contents, I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand, before looking up guiltily to the large table.
Instead of the disgusted looks I was expecting, I saw every face was filled with concern. "Sorry..." I apologised. I felt my cheeks warm was a blush spread over my cheeks.
I noticed James' hand was resting comfortingly on my back. I felt like my skin was burning under his warm touch. I jerked my body away from him out of instinct.
Careful to only breathe from my mouth, I saw Ginny had stood from her seat towards the top of the table, and was now approaching me, worry etched all over her face. Lily grabbed hold of my hand and squeezed. I slowly stood as Harry vanished the bucket I had just... erm... used.
"Are you okay, Violet?" Harry asked as Ginny reached me, and wrapped a motherly arm around my shoulders. I realised Rose had followed her mother around to my side of the table, and she rested her hand on my shoulder gently.
"I think I just need some air." I said quietly. I saw Teddy stand from his seat on the right of Lily and I saw his eyes pierce into mine. "Maybe we should take you to St. Mungo's?" he suggested, his concern shining through his chocolate coloured eyes.
I was briefly touched by his kindness, before I realised what going to St. Mungo's would entail. They would examine me, realise I was pregnant, tell Ginny, who in turn would tell Harry, who would tell the entire family, including James, who would do the math, realise he was the father, sink into a deep depression, Lily would put two and two together, tell everyone, they would blame me for James' depression and alcoholism (he would take up drinking to numb the pain) , Harry would kill me, in turn killing the baby.
And that was the best-case scenario.
"No! No!" I bellowed. I tried to lower my voice and appear calm. "I'm fine. I think it's just something I ate. I just need some air." I insisted, but nobody looked convinced.
Lily stood up. "I'll take her outside." I nodded gratefully at her. Ginny bit her lip, still considering if it was the right thing to do. Rose removed her hand from my shoulder and smiled at her aunt. "I'll go too. You guys should eat the dinner before it gets cold"
Ginny nodded. "Alright. Take care of her. If she gets dizzy or anything, bring her straight back." Rose and Lily nodded in unison. I saw Molly II roll her eyes at us. "Clearly she's fine! Can we not just eat now?" She asked impatiently. I noticed everyone except Percy and Audrey shoot her a dirty look.
Rose placed her small hand on my back and started to lead me out the door, and Lily followed close behind. We stopped in our tracks when we heard another chair scraping against the wooden floor. I turned back to see James was now standing too. "I'll come too." He said.
I shook my head forcefully. "That's not necessary." I said. I did not want him to come with us.
"That's what friends are for, right?" he smiled cheekily at me and I physically fought off the blush I felt threatening to crawl over my face. Damn pale skin.
I tried to look impassive as I eyed his handsome face. "Sure" I shrugged, acting like I couldn't care less.
George let out a loud belly laugh. "There won't be anyone left at the table!"
"Save us some dinner for later." Rose said, ignoring her uncle's comment, as she continued to lead me towards the door. I heard James increase his speed in order to catch up with us as we headed out to the garden.
Although the garden at the burrow was covered in a blanket of snow which covered all the wild flowers and beautiful grass, it was still one of my favourite places in the world. The entire Burrow had such a homey feel. You could almost sense the magic.
As soon as we were outside, I let out all the stale air I had been holding and breathed a sigh of content as I filled my lungs with the cool, crisp air.
Lily started to laugh, but covered it quickly with a coughing fit. I glared daggers at her as I bent over with my hands on my knees, still breathing deeply.
"Are you okay, Vi?" Rose asked again, casually rubbing my back. "Yeah. I told you already, I'm fine!" I insisted. James chuckled and we all looked at him.
"You look terrible, Violet." He said. Rose and Lily looked at him angrily. "What kind of thing is that to say?" Rose demanded.
James still smiled gently at me as he conjured a mirror. Damn, I forgot he was of age.
"I speak the truth." he said sarcastically as I looked at my reflection. He was right. My hair had loosened and the bun was now at a weird angle, my face was so pale it was almost as white as the snow and held a slight green tint. My chap stick was smudged slightly and there were deep circles under my eyes.
I groaned. "It's no wonder they wanted to send me to St. Mungo's!" I cried. James chuckled and I frowned at him which just made him laugh harder.
Rose licked her thumb and wiped at my chin, trying to remove the pink chap stick. "Roooose!" I wailed like an infant while Lily and James continued to laugh at my expense.
Rose kissed my cheek and gave me a satisfied smirk. "All gone!" She sang. Lily began pinching my cheeks in an attempt to bring some colour back to my face.
I batted her hands away. I wrapped my arms around myself in an attempt to keep myself warm out in the snow. Luckily Nana Molly's jumpers were extremely thick and did a fantastic job of conserving body heat.
Rose and James had ran out into the large garden and were chasing each other around playfully. Lily rolled her eyes at them and walked over to a wooden bench and wiped off the snow that was piled up.
She sat down carefully and patted the space beside her. I walked up slowly and sat next to her. Rose and James had begun throwing snow at each other as they ran around the garden.
"How far along are you?" Lily whispered quietly. My eyes flashed to Rose and James, to ensure they weren't listening. Even if we weren't whispering, I doubt they could have heard us.
"Just turned three months" I whispered to her. Lily nodded. "That's what I guessed. When are you going to tell... the father?"
I stiffened. "Lily..." I began.
"I'm not asking you to tell me who it is. It's just... You won't be able to hide it much longer. The longer you wait, they worse it will be." Lily interrupted.
I bit my lip at her intelligent words. I often forget Lily's only fourteen years old.
"I get that. I'm going to tell him, I just-" I abruptly stopped talking when I saw James run up to us.
"You starting to feel better, Vi?" he asked, shaking his hair out like a wet dog. Rose ran up behind him and threw herself down on the bench beside me.
"Yep. Probably just ate something." I smiled up at him, shading my eyes from the sun,which was brighter than you would expect on a December afternoon.
"You ready to go inside yet?" Rose asked. The thought of going back into that room made me want to gag. "Um... no. But you guys go ahead, eat your dinner. I'll come in in a minute" Rose nodded kindly at me and patted my shoulder.
Lily, too, stood. The two of them made their way to the door. Lily turned again and raised a hand to stop to sun from blinding her.
"You coming, James?" she asked. James looked at me inquisitively but shook his head. "Nah. I'm going to stay with Violet for awhile."
"You really don't have to. I'm fine.'' James held up his hand to stop me talking. "I want to." His intense gaze burned through me and I felt tingles run up and down my back.
Lily shrugged and smiled. "Suit yourself!" She cried and inserted an arm into the crook of Rose's elbow. I noticed Rose wink at me but I shook my head. It wasn't like that to him.
James sat down next to me and raised his wand to Rose. Before I could demand what the hell he thought he was doing, he shot a spell at her back.
I opened my mouth to scream when I saw Rose was perfectly fine, just dry and no longer covered in snow.
She gave him a grateful smile and he smiled back. "Didn't think Nana would be very happy if you destroyed her gift to you on the day you got it!" He called to Rose. She laughed and called, "I'll get a new one next year!" over her shoulder and James chuckled.
Rose and Lily disappeared into the house. I pulled my hair down and combed through it with my fingers. "You don't have to stay with me, you know." I muttered as I pulled my hair back into a ponytail.
James fiddled with a worn leather bracelet on his left wrist. "I know." He said, seemingly less confident as he had when we were with other people.
We stayed in silence for a few moments. I couldn't stop thinking about Lily's words. She was right. The longer I waited, the worse it would get. I knew it would all come out eventually, and the sooner the better, right?
I was just trying to convince myself of this when James spoke. "Are we going to talk about... it?"
I felt all the air leave my body at once. He knew. Oh my Merlin, he knew about the baby.
I gasped loudly and James gave me a look. "We can't avoid the elephant in the room, Violet."
I opened my mouth to say something but he cut me off. "You can't deny... what happened." James said determinedly.
Wait, what? Realisation took over and I literally sighed in relief. He was talking about sleeping together, not our baby.
"I'm not denying it James," I began, "I just think we should move on." I saw James grimace. Oh Merlin, was it that bad? It caused him actual pain to think about that night?
I couldn't remember it clearly at all, but I often had flashes of memory, and from what I remember, it was pretty amazing. I remember calling out his name in pure ecstasy.
Obviously the feeling wasn't mutual.
"Is that what you want? To move on?" James asked, looking me in the eyes for the first time since we were left alone. I tried not to wince at the thought of how much he obviously regretted that night.
"Yes." I whispered, looking down to my knees. I saw James close his eyes briefly and nod to himself.
"Okay then. Friends, though, right?" He smiled at me.
"Absolutely." I agreed. This was for the best. Now I knew for sure he had no romantic feelings for me, and vice versa.
Finally we had closure.
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