The rain is pouring down around me as I sit here hoping the rain is hiding the tears freely falling down my face. My body shaking with sobs of a broken man , a man whose had his heart ripped out. My hands holding my face up in fear that If I let go I won't be able to keep myself whole. I am no a man anymore mearly a man with no soul left, an empty human sitting in the mud.
"Fred?" came a timid voice from behind me. I didn't bother looking up I knew why he was calling me and what time had finally come. I slowly stood to my feet, almost to fall over again. I started to walk my feet dragging across the pavement. I can already hear my sisters sobs. I walk up the stairs and stop unable to go in.
"Fred. Come on we need to keep on walking." George said taking my arm into his.
"I can't. This means we've finally gaven up. This mean that the search is over. The only thing keeping me sane was the hope , the hope that she was still alive. How can I hope if we stop searching. I can't give up on her George. I can't do this." a sob escpaed my lips.
"Fred. I'll never stop seaching for her, I'll never give up. Me and you forever-"
"and ever." I said finishing his sentence for the first time in a long time. With my twin dragging me I finally made it through those doors my whole family staring at me, including Harry. Everyones eyes were red, but still they all held concern for me. I tried my best to smile but some how it made them look even sadder. I knew it was because my smile no longer reached my eyes. I knew it was because they haven't heard me laugh in a year. But this is the best a broken man can do.
"We our gathered here today for Hermione Jean Granger ....."
I sat their not paying attention to a word he was saying instead I was imaging her in my head. Her bushy hair messy , but beautiful, her eyes twinkling when she learned something new. The way she smiled even if it wasn't directed towards me. The thing I regret the most is never telling her how much I loved her, and how I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her.
Today, it is raining , it always does, today is christmas and also the anniversary of her "death". I walked past my family unable to stand the looks they were giving me. I do the same thing every year I sit under the tree where I feel in love with her and I cry, I've never fully healed from the strangled broken man I was from the day she went missing. I will always have a whole in my heart where she belongs. This year I have to go to christmas dinner because it is my nieces first christmas. Guess what they named her? Hermione. Everytime they say her name I die a little inside.
"Fred. Dinner." I slowly dragged myself into the kitchen death glaring anyone who gave me the look of concern. I hate this day so much that every year I contemplate killing myself just so I don't have to deal with the incredible amount of pain each day without her brings. Their was a knock at the door.
"I'll get it." I growled. Anything to get out of this kitchen I opened the door and their stood the love of my life the whole in my heart suddenly feeling full, my smile finally reaching my eyes.
"Hermione?" I question , just in case I'd finally gone insane.
"fred?" came a voice that wasn't hers it was so defeated and dead. My smiled dropped my eyes finally looking at hers they were empty and full of sadness and pain.
"I missed you." I strangled out. I couldn't believe that after all these year of crying I still couldn't stop.
A/n
here it is Hermione and fred the best couple:) please review because I haven't decided if I should make this a one shot or continue with it you tell me.
also if I continue I will want a beta so if your a beta and willing to edit my work tell me.
thanks
Anneeeeeeeeee