The war was finally over, Voldemort had fallen and the death eaters where either locked up or on the run. The celebrations could be heard all over, cheering and yahooing fireworks being let off in all directions. And yet one girl sat alone in a room away from the celebrations and the happiness, engulfed in her own thoughts.

Now that the war had finished everyone was settling into normal life getting jobs finished school…getting married. Harry had already proposed to Ginny they were due to marry next fall and everyone expected the same from Ron she knew it would happen any day now, he was going to propose; how was I going to tell him I didn't want to marry him. Since their first year at Hogwarts he had liked me and yet it was I had never quite liked him the same.

"Knock Knock"

Hermione was quickly snapped out of her thoughts by a familiar voice. As looked around a familiar red head appeared in the doorway.

"What are you doing hiding away up here for?" asked Fred. "Mum has had dinner on the table for 10 minutes now haven't you heard us calling?"

"What..Oh..Sorry I must have been away with the fairies, I don't very much feel like dinner anyway"

"Now you know that won't be acceptable mum has cooked not to mention the seat that's saved for you beside little Ronnikins" he said with a sheepish smile.

"Oh great" Hermione had slapped across her mouth. She hadn't meant to say that aloud, especially not to Ron's brother.

"What's that supposed to mean? I thought you and my brother were the next two to be getting engaged." Fred said shocked.

"And when did I ever say that to anyone, never... And hang on how come you got sent up to get me why didn't Ron come?"

"Oh well …he…was setting…"

"Fred. He's not going to propose when I go down stairs is he?"

"Well….maybe….but I didn't say anything okay"

"I can't believe it, all week I have brushed him off, stayed hidden away I thought he might get the point that I was confused" Hermione threw herself on the bed. How could he do this and in front of his whole family. What was she supposed to do?

Fred walked over and sat softly down beside her, placing his hand gently on her back. "Does what I've just seen and heard mean you don't love my brother or want to marry him"

Hermione quickly sat up "No I do love him; I'm just not in love with him. Throughout the war when we were in hiding we all got so close and I thought I did love him, but when the war finished and we came home I started thinking that I loved him like my best friend not as anything more. Oh how am I going to tell him; and in front of all the family…."

"Fred…Hermione what are you doing quickly come down for dinner" yelled an unusually happy Mrs Weasley as they heard footsteps coming up the stairs.

"Here quick" Fred quickly grabbed Hermione's hand and spun. The last thing Hermione saw was the door to Ginny's room start to open.

When she opened her eyes Hermione didn't recognise where she was it was pitch black and she couldn't feel Fred's hand enclosed around hers anymore.

"Fred, where are you? Where am I?" Hermione screamed out.

"Shhh Jesus Mione I'm right beside you" Fred said as he flicked on the light and revealed himself stand half a meter from her. "Were at mine and Georges apartment, you know above the shop."



"Oh..." replied Hermione.