Fred's POV

Huh...so this what it feels like. Quite peaceful actually...no surprise there. Oh! Hello, I'm Fred. Fred Weasley. Um...I don't know what to talk about right now so...I guess I should start from when I went to Hogwarts, when I met...her.

Flashback

"Oi George!" I called out towards my twin brother. It's our second year at Hogwarts, our younger brother Ron had become best friends with the one and only Harry Potter. However there's this new girl...a girl with bushy brown hair, chocolate brown eyes, and a few specks of freckles on her face.

What was her name again...Hermine...Hermionano...Hermione! That's it...Hermione Granger, cute girl she is...quite a cute girl.

"Hey Fred. What's up?" my twin asked, looking at me with a curious gaze.

"Er. Well Ron's new friend...Hermione. She's always with them yeah?"

George nodded, "They're becoming the best of friends...why do you ask?"

"N-No reason. Hey have you heard? They were in the Forbidden Forest, Ron, Harry, Hermione, Malfoy, and Hagrid...heard they encountered something dangerous."

"Well yeah...it's the Forbidden Forest. Of course they're dangerous things out there." George scoffed. "Come on. Let's go."

I walked with him, arms wrapping around each other's shoulders as we happily made our way towards the Great Hall.

End Flashback

I guess you could say it was love at first sight when I met Hermione...however it was difficult to accept the fact that I loved her. At first anyway...then...came my fifth year...and her fourth...and Merlin...did I play my cards wrong. Hermione and I had began to grow closer, a bond people saw as brother and sister...but I wanted to much more, at least that's what I think now...then...ha, I was childish.

Flashback

George and I, and the other Gryffindors were in a study session with Snape. Harry had been entered into the Triwizard Tournament and the Yule Ball is about to arrive.

I wrote down something to Ron and sent it his way. He grabbed it and read it, he looked at me angrily, "Who are you going with then?" he whispered. I sent Hermione a glance and saw that she was reading a book. I frowned slightly, crumpled up a piece of paper and threw it at Angelina.

She turned toward me and gave me a look, "What?"

"Do you, want to to go to the ball..." I mimicked a dance. "...with me?"

"With you?" she whispered. "Yeah."

I smiled and gave Ron a wink.

I heard him talk to Hermione, "Hey Hermione...you're a girl."

"Oh well spotted." she said hotly.

"Would you like to go to the ball..." Snape hit Ron upside the head with a book and went on his way. "Well it's one thing to for a bloke to show up alone...for a girl it's just sad." Uh-oh...wrong move little brother.

Hermione scoffed, "Well I'm happy to tell you that I will NOT be going alone because believe it or not someone's ASKED me..." my heart felt heavy as I saw her stand up abruptly and handed her book to Snape. "And I said YES." she hissed, walking out.

Great...she was already asked anyway...

The Night of the Yule Ball

I hadn't seen Hermione yet, that's odd...I would've seen her by now...the Champions are coming in with their dates...unless...

"Is that...Hermione Granger? With Viktor Krum?" I heard Ron's date, Padma, ask. I looked and lo and behold there she was...I was struck by her beauty. Her periwinkle dress seemed to float around her, making it seem like she was flying. Her normal bushy hair had been arranged into an elegant knot, a few strands framing her face. She's gorgeous. My heart gave a leap as I saw her walk and dance with Krum, jealousy surged through my body as I watched them.

"I should've asked her before...but I was a chicken...great going Fred..." I thought to myself.

The night had went smoothly, I danced with Angelina, and kept a close eye on Hermione and the Bulgarian bon-bon. However...Ron had said something to Hermione that made her angry. That idiot. They had argued and Ron and Harry was sent to their room. Hermione collapsed on the stairs and she sobbed. I went to check on her, "Hermione? You ok?"

She looked up at me, wiped her tears away, and gave me a small smile, "Yeah Fred...thanks. Merlin I must look horrendous."

I walked up to her and wiped the stray tear that escaped her eyes, "You still look beautiful to me." I whispered.

She looked at me, her eyes wide, blushing, "S-Shouldn't you...be going to...to Angelina? Isn't she wondering where..."

I grinned at her blush, "No. She went up early...and I believe that this is the last song. May I have the honor?"

She smiled and nodded, taking my hand. We danced and held each other under the moonlight.

End Flashback

Since then our bond grew into something...more. Or so I believed. Years pass and the days grew darker. Voldemort had returned...and his reign of terror on the Wizarding World had began. Hermione, Ron, and Harry had fled into hiding...they had a mission of sorts...I know it...the next time I saw them was at Hogwarts. A battle had ensued between the Death eaters and our side. I saw the trio running, as if they were trying to find something. I fought, alongside with my brother, Percy. I don't know what had happened after that. Why? Because I died. I remember ever detail...

Flashback

"You're joking Perce...YOU actually cracked a joke..." and then I heard it, an explosion. Time seemed to slow. I saw Percy bracing himself, calling out to me. Then I felt it, the curse. I look up, and saw Hermione's horrified face. And that was the last thing that I had saw.

End Flashback

And there you have it...that's how my love for Hermione had started...and ended...no...not ended...no. I still love her, with all my heart. It's a shame I couldn't tell her. At least the last thing I saw was her face. It may not have been her smile, or laugh...but at least it was her face.

Author's Note: OH MY ROWLING...THAT WAS SAD... T-T