Chapter One
Hermione was just about to enter the Chamber of Secrets with Ron, when she felt something drain her magic and the undeniable urge to run. She ran to where her power was draining to and stared at the collapsed wall and Percy's ashen face. Hermione screamed and the stones rose up from the pile they were in and shot themselves at Deatheaters. She stood over Fred's body, shrieking her defiance, her hair standing up on end. No one dared attacked her, or the one her magic matched to, they better not try to hurt him, or else they would die a slow and painful death. She heard the shouting, but she didn't care, her hands pulsing with blue fire, which she flung at her enemies. They wouldn't take her magical match and they wouldn't take her. Others that meant her no harm, begin to gather around Hermione and she ignored them, continuing to throw fire at those that wanted to harm her. Their shrieks and screams were like music to her.
"DIE! YOU ALL DIE!" Hermione said and her voice came out laced with power. "HOW DO YOU LIKE IT?" Hermione demanded and laughed, as the last one was turned to ash, her eyes rolled back in her head and she fainted.
Hermione woke up in a hospital bed and groaned, she felt horrible. "You are awake?" A witch asked surprised.
"What happened?"
"Well we did a lineage test, after what happened during the final battle. Apparently someone in your family was a hedge witch.
"What's a hedge witch?" Hermione asked.
"Hedge witches are connected to nature, they are mot at home in forests and fields. They can also recognize someone with which their magic is the most harmonious and will lay down their lives for what they call their magical match. They are fiercely territorial when threatened and can conjure magic eating balls of energy, if they are too threatened. There's a potion you can take that will only have your powers come out when you want."
"Is that why I feel like I've been pummeled by thestrals?" Hermione asked and the healer nodded.
"You've been asleep for a month, your magical match isn't doing well, but your magic has kept him alive and stable, while his bones healed."
"Who is it?"
"Fred Weasley." The healer replied and Hermione laughed.
"Fred really? We'll never get on."
"Regardless, your magic is similar to one another." The healer said. "You of course could choose not to be together, but always both people are miserable if parted. He's in the bed next to yours." She added and Hermione sat up, staring at Fred, who was in a full body cast. "His bones were shattered, so we've been slowly repairing all of them. We were going to try to wake him up today and take the casts off."
"So he's better?"
"He's almost back to full health, when he came in, most of his organs were crushed and we thought he was going to die in the first hour. Your magic held him here though and he healed slowly, but he healed."
Fred groaned and Hermione went over to him, taking his hand as the healer banished the casts. "Hermione?" Fred asked and Hermione smiled.
"Yes, its me, I'm here Fred." Hermione assured her.
"Felt you in the darkness, whenever the voices told me to come with me, you pulled me back." Fred said. "You are so beautiful, I always thought so and then Fred kissed her and Hermione felt power jolt through her. She kissed him back, desperately needing to take and give all of herself and him. It was like kissing pure magic, one of them moaned and Fred put his hands in her hair, as she clawed at his back, while clinging to him. This was beautiful, wonderful and all her's. She felt exhausted again and curled up against him, her eyes fluttering shut, as his did the same.
Hermione was uncertain of how long she slept, but it was George's shouting that woke her. "WHAT DO YOU MEAN I CAN'T SEE HIM, YOU TOLD US HE WAS AWAKE AND HAVE KEPT HIM FROM HIM AND HERMIONE FOR A MONTH NOW!"
"I have told you Mr. Weasley, Miss Granger and Mr. F Weasley are resting." The healer said. "Your brothers wounds were very serious and they are both physically and magically drained from keeping him alive. Perhaps in a few days."
"BUGGER THAT HE'S MY BROTHER! MY TWIN, YOU CAN'T KEEP US APART, I'M NEVER SEPERATING FROM HIM AGAIN!" Then George started crying and Hermione frowned, she sat up in bed and groaned at the headache George was giving her. Fred frowned and opened his eyes.
"I'M FINE GEORGE JUST BACK OFF AND LET THE HEALERS DO THEIR JOB!" Fred shouted. "THE LAST THING ANYONE NEEDS RIGHT NOW IS YOU SHOUTING AND MAKING HERMIONE AND I HAVE A HEADACHE! I WASN'T PAYING ATTENTION THAT'S WHY THE WALL COLLAPSED ON TOP OF ME, NO OTHER REASON."
"Mr. F Weasley will you kindly stop shouting at your brother, you need to rest."
"Can't I do that at home?" Fred whined. "I hate hospitals and there's nothing to do here."
"As all that remains is yours and Miss. Granger's magical exhaustion, there is no reason that you cannot recuperate at home. However if I sign your discharge papers, I expect you to rest, no magic, no brewing and no using of magical items. Even the slightest use of power from either of you, could seriously harm your core and if Mr. Weasley didn't have large family to help you both recuperate, I wouldn't even be suggesting it. You will need to be together as much as possible as you recuperate, being together should help you recover faster."
"How are we going to get home, if we can't use magic?" Fred asked.
"There's always a car, but I don't feel like driving."
"You can use floo powder to get to Mr. Weasley's home, but after that you can't use magic again, until its time for your check up in three weeks. We had already decided to let you go, if you woke up within nine hours of falling asleep, since you woke eight and a half hours after you last fell asleep, you may leave today, but only if you follow my instructions."
"We will, I'll make sure of it." Hermione said and Fred groaned loudly making Hermione laugh. They stood slowly and practically dragged themselves to the floo, leaning on each other and calling out the address of the Burrow. They fell down after going through the floo and both threw up on their hands and knees.
"Hermione? Fred?" Mrs. Weasley demanded. "What are you doing out of hospital?"
"They let us go Mummy." Fred said. "We just can't do magic and she said it would best for us to be in close proximity for the next several weeks, as we're able to heal our magical reserves more quickly together."
"That's why you threw up after using the floo?" Mrs. Weasley asked and both nodded, Hermione suddenly felt cold and trembled as Fred started sweating and taking off his shirt. "Temperature fluctuations as well, lets get you both into bed and I'll make you some nice chicken soup." Mrs. Weasley said and banished the sick. Leaning on one another, they walked up the stairs. "Use Bill's room, I think he'd understand." Mrs. Weasley said and went ahead of them to turn back the covers. Hermione and Fred got into bed and Hermione snuggled against him. He sighed in contentment.
"Your cold as ice Hermione, it feels good." He murmured.
"And your hot, it feels wonderful." Hermione replied and they held each other until the temperatures returned to normal. Then Hermione sat up, feeling more energized then she had in a while. She still felt horrible, but she thought she could get some reading done, if someone got the books for her. Fred looked wiped still and was fighting not to fall asleep. Hermione smiled gently and took his hand. "If your tired Fred, go to sleep, I'll wake you."
"You might not be able too, when you have magical exhaustion like we do, its nearly impossible to wake up once your asleep and I want to eat before sleeping again." Fred said and Hermione laughed.
"Just like your brother." She teased poking him in the stomach. "Anything for food." She added and Fred laughed.
"Don't like my tuck, as much as Ron does."
"No one likes food as much as Ron, except for maybe Harry's cousin." Hermione added and Fred laughed again.
"I heard you were home." Harry said and Hermione smiled.
"Harry!" She said and he smiled in reply.
"There's my one witch army, everyone's talking about you."
"What do you mean?"
"You don't remember, you were a bad ass, you must have stunned two hundred death eaters, it looked at first like you'd killed them, but later we realized you only stunned them. You were shooting this crazy light out of your hands, when I defeated Voldemort, there wasn't much of an army left to back him up." Harry said with a laugh. "You were incredible, how are you feeling?"
"Like the night bus hit me, could you get me some books from the Black Library?"
"You feel like the night bus hit you and you want to read?" Harry demanded and Hermione nodded eagerly.
"Please Harry, I can't just sit here and stare at the walls." Hermione said and Harry nodded.
"Alright I'll get some books for you, but you've got to rest as well."
"I doubt I could stop myself from sleeping, even if I wanted to." Hermione said and Harry laughed, as Fred yawned and Mrs. Weasley came up with two mugs of soup.
"Thanks Mum." Fred said and Hermione smiled.
"Thanks Mrs. Weasley." She said and took the mug.
"Call me Molly dear." Molly said and Hermione nodded. "Thank you so much for saving my son!" She added and hugged Hermione fiercely, as she started to cry.
"Mum, oh Mum its alright Mum, I'm fine Mummy, don't cry please?" Fred said and set the soup down on the bedside table and hugged Molly.
"Do you have any idea of how you worried me Fredric Guideon Weasley?" Molly demanded.
"Sorry Mummy." Fred said and yawned. "I'll pay more attention next time, I promise."
"There won't be a next time, do you hear me young man?"
"Molly, perhaps now isn't the time." Hermione said gently and Molly nodded.
"Sorry dear, I was just so worried."
"I know Mum, I know." Fred said and took a sip of the broth. "This is excellent by the way." He added and Hermione drank some of her's as well.
"I thought it best, as you've been on nutrient potions for the past month." Mrs. Weasley said and Fred smiled at her, as Harry came back and enlarged several bookshelves, putting them by Hermione's end of the bed.
"Thanks Harry and you brought a notepad and a pen?" She asked and Harry smiled.
"Now what sort of a friend would I be, if I forgot that?" He joked and Hermione grinned at him.
"Thanks Harry." She said and continued to sip at her soup. "Do you think I could have a pain potion, George was yelling at the healers earlier and I have a headache."
"Yes of course dear, wonder why he isn't back yet." Molly added as there was a crash and a curse downstairs.
"I'll get him." Harry said.
"Thank you dear." Mrs. Weasley said.
"Where are the others Mum?" Fred asked.
"Charlie had to go back to Romania, Bill, Arthur, Ron and Percy are at the Ministry. The only reason Harry is here is that it's his day off, they like to stagger the trainee rotation and put them with people they don't know all that well." Mrs. Weasley said.
"Trainee?" Hermione asked.
"Auror trainees." Harry said and Hermione grinned.
"They let you get into the program?" She asked and Harry nodded.
"Why isn't George at the shop Mum?" Fred asked.
"He's not been doing well since your accident, they weren't sure if you were going to live for the first two weeks. Then they weren't sure if you were going to wake up. Everyone was so happy when we got the call dear and Blaise has been over every day making sure that everything is going well."
"Blaise?" Hermione said. "Why would...Are we related?"
"Of course dear, he's your half brother." Mrs. Weasley said and Hermione fainted.