(A/N This is my first fanfiction and I love the pairing on Fred and Hermione. Jk Rowling should have gone with her gut and made them the pair. It should be completely finished after about 14 chapters.)

Time: Post/ Durrin Hogwarts

Disclaimers: I do not own any of the Harry Potter Characters, I leave that to the wonderful J.K. Rowling

Chapter One – Just Plain Out Lucky

Ron Weasley had woken up just as startled as his girlfriend lying next to him.

"No… Please… don't" Hermione mumbled in her sleep. She then tossed over into Ron's protection.

As Ron shook her lightly he was beginning to worry, as her breathing got heavier.

"'Mione! 'Mione please wake up" he insisted, "I'm here please, wake up!"

She awoke with an earsplitting scream. One that Ron hadn't heard since they were captured and taken to Malfoy Manner. "Ron!" she was gasping if it had been more than a dream. She snuggled into his warm grip and calmed down.

"Are you all right?" he asked her

Hesitating she replied "Ye… Yes I'm fine, don't let go of me"

"I won't, " he said as he pulled her in closer, kissing her on the forehead. He missed holding her like that. It had been a while, sadly, due to the fact Fred's birthday was last month. Ron had wondered why it always meant so much to her, not that it didn't to him too.

"I love you," she said, "so much"

"Yeah, I love you too" he replied

She looked up, he looked gorgeous she then leaned up and kissed him on the lips. Ron took advantage of the moment and leaned into the kiss. Hermione felt guilty it had been three years, though, since her and Fred. Ron didn't know though. That was what she was dreaming about. When his death replayed in her mind she must of awoke Ron by talking in her sleep. Thinking of Fred she didn't realized she pulled away from their kiss.

"Err…" he began "Hermione you okay? You look pale"

"Yes" she replied still feeling the guilt fill her chest, "Just tired, that's all" She laid down, with Ron right behind her.

Ron wrapped an arm around her. He knew something was wrong, but what? Was it that he worked at Quality Quidditch Supplies? He had been spending a lot of time there lately. Did she feel ignored? Was it all in his head? Maybe he had Harry over to many times lately? They were in a Wizard Chess tournament, after all. He was indeed tired, so he would visit Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes tomorrow on his day-off to see George.

Ron woke up the next morning with a note on the fridge saying she left for work at the Ministry of course. She worked in the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures and was pushing for house elve rights and freedom.

He went into the fridge and grabbed some cold precooked sausages. He then sat down and dug in. He thought about last nigh, he was angering himself with possibilities and as soon as he finished apparated to see George, and he didn't even bother to clean up his mess.

Only moments later he arrived at the front of the shop. He walked in and immediately began his search for George. He was scrambling around asking people if they had seen him. Being it was his shop he was everywhere. Then finally he heard his older brother's voice.

"Oh look it's my darling little brother," he started mockingly with a mischievous twinkle in his eyes, "What'chya doing here Ickle-Ronnekins"

"Oh shut up" Ron said he was serious and meant business. George could tell and took it seriously after a slight smirk.

"Hey" George threw his arms in the air, "I was just kidding around. What do ya need, something to get Hermione to notice you? Has she lost interest in you or did she…"

"Shut up!" Ron was angrier than before.

"I'm sorry, seriously what is it? George questioned in a more serious way.

"Can I talk to you upstairs?" Ron replied

"Sure anything for my little brother"

They got upstairs to what used to be Fred and George's flat, but is now just George's since Fred sadly passed away. They sat on the old couch.

"It's Hermione" Ron thought of last night again, "She has been having nightmares, but she won't tell me about them. She's woken up screaming in the middle of the night multiple times this week. Always the same thing too…" he gazed off into another direction

"That's strange" George was honestly puzzled, "How do you know they're nightmares, other than the fact that she has woken up screaming?"

"Well… She talks in her sleep" Ron replied

"What does she say?"

"She says" Ron paused to recall what she said, "Well it doesn't always make sense, you see it's more like just words like she's pleading. She says no and please don't often. I think it's from when we were locked inside Malfoy Manner and she was being tortured."

"Well if that's what it sounds like to you then that's probably what it is." George didn't sound so sure and he resorted to his number one source, a joke "Maybe a good shag will bring her back to her senses. Instead of 'No, please don't' it could be yes, Ron please" His twinkle returned and he gave Ron his best smirk, while biting back laughter.

"Not funny, the real reason I am here is because I was wondering if you had a mind-reading potion by chance?" Ron said cautiously

"Yes I do in fact," George said

"How much" Ron said dreadfully

Holding out a hand and giving a tiny dark blue, glass bottle to Ron he said "Nothing, here take it. It's an emergency"

"Thanks George!" Ron disapparated after that, taking the bottle with him. He was just plain out lucky.

When Ron apparated back to his flat he didn't expect Hermione to be back yet, so he startled her. She then picked up her wand and flung around to see just a face behind her.

"Stupefy," she yelled before she could realize it was just Ron. She sent him flying into their coffee table.

"Oh my God!" Hermione yelled running to aid him

"Bloody Hell Hermione" Ron said dizzily

"Sorry," she said softly "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, just fine. What are you so jumpy for?!" Ron was angry, so he stormed off. "What the bloody hell" Ron muttered as he walked into the bathroom.

He sat on the counter and read…

Weasley's Wizarding Weazes Presents

Mind Reading Potion

Extra Strength

Drink this whole bottle

And exactly 6 hours

Later you can read minds.

No side effects guaranteed!

Lasts 45 Minutes

Ron checked the time it was 6 P.M. Perfect time to take it. He thought. 'Mione usually comes to bed around twelve. He uncorked the bottle.

"Bottoms up" He said aloud. He then chugged all of the contents that were in the bottle.

(A/N Review please!)