You were Rosalind Potter, Harry's older sister and you were the bestfriend of the Weasley Twins since first year but in sixth year you got your first kiss with Fred Gideon Weasley and since then you both finally got together after crushing on eachother since fourth year.

You always got a necklace that your father James F Potter gave you before d!ing, you were only 3 years old and Harry was 1 year old.. you always kept that necklace, it wasn't too small since it's can adjust in all form.

But today. The necklace broke.

Someone broke your necklace in front of you. You were in the Gryffindor common room right now, your eyes full of years that doesn't fall of your eyes, your hands were shaking as you hold the pieces of that precious necklace, you wanted to fix it.. but how...

Then Fred interrupt your though when he came in an walk closer to you when he noticed you.

"Hey, darling."

Fred said with a smile. Not knowing what happened as he wrap his arms around your waist, your back against his chest as you stare at the broken necklace, your eyes blurry, Fred knew about that necklace, he knew everything.

When Fred turn his head to look at you, his smile disappear when he saw that look on your face, he drowned confused before looking down at your hands and his eyes widen when he see the broken necklace in your shaky hands.

"Oh no..."

Fred mumble as he quickly held you even more tighly one arm around your waist and one around your chest as he bury his face in your neck, he was sad for you, he knew everything and it's brokes him...