Fremione-Boulevard of Broken Dreams

Fred was sitting in his room, staring out the window. Hermione was going off on some wild adventure that could end up killing her. He felt his heart lurch. She would be in terrible danger. More danger than he would be in for sure. He couldn't stand the thought of that. He heard the door open and close and then felt a hand on his shoulder.

"She'll be ok, ya know. " said George.

"What are you on about you nutter?" asked Fred.

"Don't play me. I know you're in love with Hermione." Fred looked at George questioningly. George replied, "Twins. 'Member?" He smiled. "But seriously, you will want to tell her that you love her before she goes and it's too late. It's a war, you will never know what will happen. So might as well do it now. There's no better time."

"Hm. You're right. I'll tell her at the wedding." Fred said. He felt better talking to George. He just hoped Hermione wouldn't reject him.

They were at the wedding. Hermione looked so beautiful. He was nervous. He kept trying to get up the courage and ask her to dance, but he never did. He sat there and watched jealously as others danced with the woman he loves.

"Where is your Gryffindor bravery, Freddie?"

"Not now George."

"Yes, now Fred."

George shoved him forward. He walked over to the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.

"Would you care for a dance?" He was so afraid that she was going to say no.

"Yeah! I'd love to." He sighed with relief and offered her his arm, leading her to the dance floor. He told her a couple jokes. She told him about life with muggles. Everything felt easy. Everything felt right. He was afraid to lose this moment.

"Hermione.. i.."

All of a sudden, Kingsley's patronus came, with a message. The next thing he knew, he was watching her disapparate with Ron and Harry.

"Damnit!" Fred had never felt so bad before. Everything he was feeling vanished. It was replaced with fear. He was unsure.

"George! She's gone. I didn't get to tell her how I feel."

"Let's go back to the shop"

"ok." They went back to their shop.

"Ok Fred. Write everything down now. In a letter. Hopefully you won't need to give it to her, but it's good to be safe."

"You may be the brilliant one, but I'm still the most handsome." Fred replied.

"Hermione. Fred wrote this for you." He couldn't believe that he was having to do this. His twin was gone. For forever. Hermione sobbed.

"T..thank you George." She said tearfully.

Hermione,

I have loved you for a long time. I had the worst time trying to express it. I felt like I would never be able to buck up and do anything. Hell, if it wasn't for George, I never would have even asked you to dance. Those precious mintues that I held you in my arms, and got to know you more means everything to me and will help me get through this mess. We will have many more of those minutes love. I can't wait to see you and hold you again. I love you 'Mione. Stay safe. Be strong. I love you.

Fred.

The dam broke and Hermione fell to her knees, rocking back and forth. She had had a crush on Fred Weasley for a while. And she never told him how she felt. It was too late. And she would always regret that. She looked up at George. Tears were streaming down his face. He got down on the floor and held Hermione. He cried with her, until neither of them could cry anymore. He held her. And felt so sad for Hermione and what could have been. He would never see his twin get the girl. He would never see him get married. And Hermione would never get over losing someone she never got to be with. Her chance had come and gone. And now she would walk this road alone. The boulevard of Broken Dreams.