You were Rosalind Potter, you were Harry Potter's older sister and you were the bestfriend of the Weasley Twins since first year. You and Fred dated in sixth year after the kiss in a kayak at night off curfew, it was Fred's idea.

Now you and Fred were 17 years old and you're both engaged and you were pregnant of 6 months, you and Fred even got a ginger cat who didn't realize until now that you were pregnant.

You were sitting on the couch, a hand on your belly and your ginger cat was next to you, looking at your belly suspiciously as Fred sat next to you, a arm around your shoulder to keep you close as he peck your tempoe.

"He discovered you're pregnant or what?"

Fred asked in a joking tone and you chuckle with him as your cat was hesitant to approach your belly.