Fred Weasley Dies Novels & Stories

“Is it gone? Why don't you hide anymore? Is this the surprise you gave me? I will smash it.” “Can you calm down?” Phedra Elizabeth panics and kills Maris Jane, Phedra Elizabeth will bear a great sin, when Maris Jane dies, Phedra Elizabeth will also die. Phedra Elizabeth tried her best to stop Duncan Hiddleston's hand, Duncan Hiddleston's face did not change, his eyes were extremely cold. Duncan Hiddleston's action was only fatal, in addition, the force was also very strong. Phedra Elizabeth this time used her full strength but still couldn't stop Duncan Hiddleston.

"Zara Wright is dead," the guard told them. "What!" Both exclaimed in disbelief. The warden pointed at Zara's dead body at a corner. She was killed when the fire broke out. Rosaline did not know whether she should be delighted or sad. Delighted that her life's threat was gone or sad that her life's threat was dead. Frederick on the other hand felt no sympathy toward Zara's death. To him, she got the ending she deserved. Rosaline and Frederick went home from there. Both were exhausted. Their lives seem to have a lot of events lately. And all these events in turn drained them.

he asked, helping him up. "It's my father," Frederick said, his voice choking with emotion. "He's dying." Judah's eyes widened in shock. "I'm so sorry, mate, but I don't seem to understand what you mean. The alpha is dying? How is that even possible?," he said to him in disbelief. "I couldn't have come in search of you if it wasn't true," he said. "He has a brain tumor, and he's never going to win this war, and he knows it."

Freya tried to run but Hazel’s magic wrapped around Freya’s body, twisting her limbs together. The crowd simply watched in horror. One final scream escaped from Freya before she crumpled dead. Evelyn went down only moments after. The enemies who had come to put an end to Hazel were destroyed. Then, a weak cough broke the silence. It was Ryder. Hazel spun around, her anger draining away as she saw him sprawled on the ground, his blood pooling beneath him. She fell to her knees by his side, her fingers fumbling with emotion. He had shielded her.

Even trees were falling outside. Behind her, cracks were spidering across the ceiling. The scent of scorched stone filled the air. One by one, people were screaming. “Freya, please!” Alice shouted again. “Torin would have wanted you to live. He—he died for this!” It was those words. ‘He died for this.’ Freya clenched her hands. Her heart roared. Her voice rose in her throat in a surge of raw, vibrating magic. She screamed. And the air splitted.

Still in denial, I looked into his company situation and searched online for any relevant information. However, everything told me that this wasn't a prank. Freddie had indeed passed away. He died at 22 years old from cancer. The housekeeper clearly couldn't stand seeing me like that anymore. She suggested I visit the cemetery if I still couldn't believe it. I didn't reply. I just got in the car and immediately drove there. But as I stood outside the gates, a sudden realization hit me. If I didn't know he was dead, then how did I know where his grave was?

For a brief second, the room becomes quiet again. “He’s… he’s dead,” I say. Frederick’s brows pull together. “You—” “I didn’t,” I cut in immediately. “Albert did.” Frederick suddenly lets out a short laugh and rubs his forehead. “Of course he did,” he mutters. “Father of the year.” I watch him for a moment before adding calmly, “He’s dead too.” Frederick’s face hardens slightly as the words settle. Then he nods slowly. “He deserves it,” he says coldly. “Honestly… I would have done it myself.”

They immediately acknowledged his presence and stood to meet him. Fred held his hands, squeezing them. "Is Ally okay?" He asked, but there wasn't any response from him. "Speak to us! How is my daughter doing?" Jayda cried, tugging at the collar of his lab coat. "Unfortunately, we lost her." He announced, almost too silent to be audible. "No!" Jayda screamed, falling into Dave and Jeremy's hands, who caught her to prevent her from falling. "Why didn't you save her, Doctor?" Fred squeezed his hands more, suppressing his tears from falling. How could Ally die?

A sickening feeling starts to attack my insides and I instantly start to panic, I shake John even harder as I learn over him, I can't see him moving or even breathing, I check his pulse, and nothing no pulse, no life in him, he's dead! I don't understand what happened werewolves don't just die, I start looking over his body and then I find it, there's a snake bite on his arm, his arm is swollen and purple, venom oozing out of the wound. I'm stunned I crumble to the floor I can't believe this, he's dead! I've lost everyone I have ever loved, uncle John was the only thing keeping me going, and now...I don't know what I'll do!

So he had to die with my strength. "Albus Wesley, son of Alejandro Wesley. As one of the angels of death. I am reaping your soul, today. You may now perish in the hellish fire of hell." When my hand finally caught fire Wesley was screaming in pain. And as it finally disappeared his body sank to the floor due to my heavy presence and determination. I have to get to hell, this is my only way to know the truth. Things that creatures in the ministry of death cannot say.