Taking a step back, Verity pressed her hands to her face, utterly shocked. A part of her didn't know why she was so surprised. This was how things were supposed to happen. Well, generally in the other order. Marriage then babies. But still, this was the proper thing.
Fred was anything but proper though and Verity wondered what was causing him to do this. Was it just the baby? Just the fact that her potion had been faulty one night and he was doing this because he felt he had to? Or his mother was forcing him? Her head spun, and she clutched at the counter for support. "Fred, I..." a part of her wanted to say yes, to scream that she'd wanted nothing more than to be Verity Weasley since sixth year, but she couldn't. "I need to think?" she finally managed, beseechingly, hoping he would understand she wasn't rejecting him.