Hey everyone, this is my very first fan fiction, but I've been reading them for years. I hope its not too bad. I've always wondered why Hermione ended up with Ron when they were always arguing. but they do work i guess. i just prefer her with Fred but any way, enough of my rambling and on with the story.
Disclaimer: Even if I used polyjuice potion I would not be the Queen of the Harry Potter Universe. So I don't own harry potter, I just play with JK's characters within the universe. I OWN NOTHING!
It had been a year since the war ended, but the pain of all those who had been lost was still fresh.
Having just visited the graves of Remus, Tonks, and all the others, Hermione was burying herself in 'Hogwarts a History' once again so that she didn't have to think.
However, being in a house with 6 others inevitably meant that her peace was short lived, especially as The Burrow was always naturally buzzing. She had been staying there since the war ended. Hermione had left for a couple of months to go find her parents and restore their memories. When she returned without them it was assumed that she hadn't found them. But no matter how hard they tried, even Ginny, Hermione wouldn't talk about it at all.
The bookworm stood up and left the living room. With all the others around she would never get any peace. So she made her way out to a tall old oak tree and climbed up. Here, within the branches, there was enough space to comfortably seat at least 3 people. Choosing her usual spot Hermione quickly settled back into her book. It took Hermione a whole 5 minutes to realise that the tree wasn't usually this soft to sit against. She turned around.
"Comfy there 'mione?" The ginger floating head said with a smirk.
Hermione's hand flew to her mouth. She was seated on someone's lap. AND SHE HADN'T NOTICED! Hermione felt very stupid, the supposed 'brightest witch of her age' hadn't noticed that she was seated on someone instead of a tree. Looking at the head it was obvious that this was one of the twins. And Hermione knew exactly which one. This was most definitely Fred. She had always been able to tell them apart since the day she met them, much to the twins annoyance. Fred's nose was smaller and he had a freckle above his left eyebrow that George lacked. People used to be able to tell them apart due to George's lack of an ear, but he had recently attached an extendible ear to his head and now it was once again nigh-on impossible to tell them apart.
"Very. May I ask, why on Earth are you sitting up in a tree, with what I presume is Harry's cloak on?" the witch answered with a smile.
Fred still had that smirk plastered on his face.
"Oh you know, this and that. Being sat on, just the norm," he said with a wink, evoking a blush from the bookworm. "And what brings you here onto my ever ready lap?"
Hermione's blushed deeper but didn't move.
"I erm...", she bit her lip, "I just came to get away from everyone being unbelievingly noisy. I needed some peace."
"I know exactly how you feel!"
Fred grimaced, earning a blush from the bookworm.
Mum had been mollycoddling (pun not intended) them both since they got out of St Mungo's. They had ended up there when, during the Battle of Hogwarts, a wall had collapsed, falling in his direction. 'Mione had dived into Fred at the last moment, pushing him away from the fatal zone. If he had still been standing there... Fred shuddered at the thought.
The wall fell and still hit them, but 'Mione took the brunt of the blast.
Fred had woken up a month later to find her next to him in a coma. It wasn't long until she woke up too and they were eventually allowed to go back to the Burrow. Alas, when they did Molly fussed over them until Fred finally put his foot down and told his mother that they were adults and did not need to be constantly watched.
However, this did not completely deter her, so Fred often found himself outside seeking refuge.
Fred looked at Hermione who was also lost in thought.
"Sickle for your thoughts, 'Mione." He said softly.
She blushed again.
"Sorry, I was just thinking... about how everything has changed in the last year," she mumbled.
"Yeah, no more Moldy-Voldy and most of the death eaters in Azkaban. The war is finally over," Fred said with a sigh. He looked down.
"The war may be over, but I thought things might go back to how they used to be..."
Sorry for any mistakes. I do not have a beta.
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sorry if this is short, but the chapters will get longer. Just a question though, would you prefer longer chapters about once a week, or shorter chapters more frequently?
AN: 2 This is now a beta'd chapter. Thanks to my super awesome beta irishwerewolf!