Fluff and Drabbles of Fremione. (:
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Fred sat in the common room, with the one and only Hermione Granger. He seriously needed some help.
Hermione looked into the freckled boys eyes, dreamily. He stared back, loving the effect he knew he had on her. They leaned in at the exact same time, and something happened.
Fred thought he was high or some rubbish. Hermione thought she went to heaven. Fred's arms snaked around her waist, her arms around his neck. They sat there for awhile, forehead to forehead.
"What in the-"Ron said, coming in.
Hermione felt a tear going down her cheek. Fred sat awkwardly."You're, going out with...him? Why him?"
Hermione looked at the boy she once loved."I don't know. All I know, is that I love him, he loves me, and I am happy, Ron. Deal with it."
Fred looked at his hands. Well, he was definitely in danger. But, Hermione was going to have to help him.