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So this is my first attempt at Fanfiction, I've been arguing with myself, trying to decide if I should upload this or not. I don't know if I'm going to add anymore to this story. If you want it to be continued then review and tell me(:
Disclaimer: The wonderful J.K. owns all the characters.
Hermione And Fred's Evening Together
Hermione Granger sipped her drink slowly. She was quite new to this whole "go to the bar when you're depressed" thing. She sighed as she watched Ginny hopelessly flirting with some random guy. Of course she wasn't going to let this go anywhere, she was still in love with Harry. Hermione smiled as she remembered that Harry told her this morning he was finally going to ask Ginny out.
"Well would ya look at that, hell has frozen over if Hermione bookworm know-it-all Granger is in a bar." She groaned at the insult and turned to see the voice's owner. "Hi Fred." She said turning back to take a sip of her drink. Fred ordered a drink for himself and plopped down on the stool next to her. "How did you know it was me and not George?" He asked. She laughed. "I have my ways." He smirked at her. "So, miss goody goody Granger, what brings you here on this fine evening?" She sighed sadly. It was a few minutes before she replied. "It's because your git of a brother dumped me."
-Flashback-
Hermione walked outside happy that the weather was finally returning to fall. She heard footsteps behind her and turned to see her boyfriend of four years. "Hey, uh…Hermione can we talk?" She nodded. She was a little concerned by the look on his face. He took a deep breath. "I think we should break up." He waited for her to say something but she remained quiet, so he continued. "We've been together four years now. I'm only twenty, I can't be tied down before I've had time to live my life…and I've met someone." She looked up. "Who?" She asked, her voice raspy from coughing to hide her quite sobs. "Uh, it's Lavender. Hermione this doesn't change-" "Just leave Ron." She interrupted.
-End-
Fred could not help the little twinge of happiness that coursed through him. He quickly composed himself though. "And you ending up in a bar at," He paused looking at his watch. "Two in the morning fits in where exactly?" She gave him a small smile. "Well, he then went on to tell me that I was to uptight that I needed to…" She trailed off. "Well if it'll boost your self-esteem at all I think you're pretty cool…for a bookworm that is." He added which succeeded in making her laugh. "Well I just gave you the greatest medicine." They stayed at the bar for another hour, drinking and laughing about their times at Hogwarts. They stumbled into Fred and George's flat, both equally drunk at four in the morning. "Ya know Granger, you look very beautiful in that light." Hermione let out a laugh. "Fred it's dark in here." He looked at her and then started to lean down towards her. "Fred…" She was abruptly stopped when his lips pressed to hers. When air had finally become a necessity he took her hands and led her into the bedroom where clothes were quickly discarded.
The next morning Hermione woke up with a throbbing headache. She looked around, but did not recognize her surroundings. An arm slung itself around her waist and pulled her close. Memories of the night flooded through her mind like a movie. "Do you have a killer headache too?" Fred asked sitting up and rubbing his eyes. She nodded. Her eyes widened suddenly. "Hey uh Fred did you happen to use the contraceptive charm because I sure as hell didn't." Fred's face drained of all color. "Oh crap." She got up. "If I end up pregnant, I'm blaming you." He just laughed. Less then a month later Arthur and Molly Weasley were more then thrilled to find out they were going to have a wedding to plan and a grandchild on its way.