Disclaimer: Me no own Potter, only plot.
Prologue
"Go away."
"No."
"Shoo."
"No."
"I dislike you."
"You aren't my favorite person either."
"As a matter of fact, I don't like you one bit."
"Me neither."
"I would go so far as to say I loathe you."
"Well I hate you."
"I think you're a silly, obnoxious prat."
"I think your hair looks funny."
"Well you have the complexion of cottage cheese mixed with a well chopped, rotten tomato," she said. He was getting mad now.
"They're called freckles, little Miss Know-it-all except when to shut up!" She turned bright red.
"I do too know when to shut up! I just don't want to!" she yelled, her brown eyes snapping.
"I think you're-"
"Don't finish that! And you say I'm the one that doesn't know when to shut up!"
"Well you're right, I don't! Which is why I'm going to say-"
"Oh no you don't…"
"Oh yes I d-"
"Don't!"
"Do!"
"Don't!"
"Marry me?" There was a silence. Both people looked at each other in shock.
He…didn't, did he?
I didn't, did I?
"We," Hermione started, looking at Fred square in the eye, "haven't even dated in two years. We haven't seen each other since, well…you know. That was a long time ago. Then you expect to walk back into my life, get into a shouting match, and then propose? Are you bloody mad?"
"Yes, and then no. Well, maybe. Apparently. Yes on both counts then." Hermione gaped at him. Fred felt an awful lot like gaping at himself.
"Did you plan this?"
"No."
"Did you mean it?"
"Yes."
"Are you going to stand by it?"
"Yes." Fred mentally shook himself, shocked. He had meant to say no. Really, he had.
"No," Hermione said.
Oh, good. She said it for me. Wait, no. What?
"No what?" he asked out loud.
"I'm not going to marry you," she said slowly and clearly, as though he might not understand. At this point he couldn't blame her; he didn't seem to be able to understand much at the moment.
"Oh."
"Right." Hermione stood up, shot him one very confused glance, and walked out. Fred stayed sitting on the chair in the kitchen of the Burrow, still very shocked. And, as he sat, he remembered. Starting at the beginning.
A/N: I'm thinking this will be different from any story I've written so far. Different writing style, more fluff. Anyhoo, both Fred and Hermione are going to remember (in their own points of view) how their relationship started, and then it'll come back to the present. After that, we'll just see what happens, won't we?