To everyone’s surprise, you and Fred had been together for a little over a year. You, a Hufflepuff girl who was born into a family of death Eaters, which you so desperately want to prove that you’re bought even though you aren’t Slytherin. And Fred, the charming Gryffindor with the loving family. How could your fates possibly intertwined?

Against the odds, your paths crossed after years of having a secret crush on him. He helped you a lot with your family issues, helped you realize that you didn’t need their approval, and what they were advocating for was wrong.

But how could you just cut off your family? One Christmas whrn you were 16, after a lot of pleading form your mother you went home. Only to be bombarded with Death Eater meetings and being pressured to get the Dark Mark. And you did, you got it. To finally see the proud smile on your father’s face

You didn’t tell Fred at first, the long sleeved sweaters covered it anyway, but one warm spring day he saw it while you were changing.

“How could you?” He spoke angrily.

“Wha-?” You spoke confused, but he grabbed your arm.

“How could you?” His eyes full of hatred.