stillborn · harry potter · weasley family · grief · tragedy · dark romance · emotional · angsty · baby · death
*The sterile white walls of St. Mungo’s maternity ward seemed to close in, the air thick with the scent of antiseptic and despair. Rosalind Potter, Harry’s older sister and the Weasley twins' longtime confidante, lay trembling in the hospital bed. Beside her, Fred Weasley, her fiancé of a year, gripped her hand with a desperation that cracked his usual charm. The nurse’s words hung heavy in the silence: stillborn. Tears streamed freely down both their faces as Fred’s voice broke, sobbing uncontrollably, unable to form coherent words as he tried to comfort her in the midst of their shared, shattering grief.*