My first ever fan fiction, hope you enjoy it. Fremione! 3
Disclaimer: I do not own anything about harry potter
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It was just before the second wizarding world, Hermione was sitting in the Weasley's garden, staring at the stars and thinking of everything. Her tears were stained by the never ending flow of tears. She heard a door close gently but she didn't move. No one had seen her come out and she was hidden in the high grass. She heard nothing for a few moments, but then something moved. She turned around and found herself facing Fred. She had grown quite close to him after he'd left Hogwarts. He'd ask her for news or ideas for the shop. But they were friends, just friends. When he saw her cheeks, he pulled her in a gentle hug and let her cry on his shoulder whilst he stroked her hair. When she pulled away, he noticed a small scar on her collarbone. It was small but if you looked carefully, there was a definite shape. Before he could make out what it was, she had re-adjusted her shirt so it covered it. They sat back down in the grass, gazing up at the stars. It seemed too peaceful for the catastrophes which were taking place every minute of every day.
Fred watched Hermione from the corner of his eye, so that she couldn't see it. For the first time, he saw how beautiful she was, even when she was upset. She had always thought of her as a charming young lady, but then he had thought of her as a sister, this time it was different. The moonlight caught her hair in a certain way that it seemed to glow. Her face was gentle and natural, she didn't need make up to look pretty.
Hermione turned to face him and he turned to face her. She didn't know what to say, in a few days, they would be apart and wouldn't be able to write letters to each other anymore.
"What are you going to do after the war?" she asked timidly
Fred didn't think twice before answering "Continue the joke shop."
There was no other option on this matter, he had to continue to make people smile and laugh even after the atrocities of the war. She smiled at his reply, he would always be the same; the prankster who made people laugh. She didn't know what she would do though, going back to Hogwarts was an option, but what if there was nothing for her after the war, what if she never survived the war. She shuddered at that thought and Fred took her in his arms once more. They stayed like this until they felt cold, so they went back in.
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