Here I lay with his arms around me, while he himself. His ginger locks spread across his pillow. He truly is gorgeous. If someone had told last year that I would fall in love with Fred Weasley I would have probably gone into hysterics. Yet, now everything fits together so perfectly like how our hands seem to fit together so perfectly. Yes, I Hermione Granger am in love with Fred Weasley.
I sigh and snuggle closer into him; he mumbles something and automatically tightens his protective arm around me. I feel so safe, so I fall to sleep again in his loving arms, the last thing I always remeber before drifting off is his flawless(to me at least)face.
