AUTHORS NOTE: This is my first fanfic! I'm not sure if it's good or not, so please read and review! I OWN NOTHING! It's all JK Rowling's!
Hermione's POV:
May 7th , 1998:
It's hard to believe he's not here anymore. One second he was here, the next he's gone forever. I know I have to be strong. For him. For his family. For everyone. That's what'd he'd want. But it's been hard. I had so much I was going to tell him. I told myself that whatever happened between us before was just a phase. Nothing special. But deep down, I knew I was just lying to myself. I finally had to admit it. I was in love with Fred Weasley.
I knew we couldn't be together. Ron had feelings for me, and he didn't want to hurt his little brother. I knew it. I told myself I was too smart to keep falling for him. I knew I shouldn't be falling for the prankster. For the boy I've known since I was 11. For the boy that used to bug me constantly. For Fred. But everything about him made my heart flip. I kept denying that I liked him. I told myself that I could stop these feelings, but I guess I couldn't. And I kept falling for him. Before I knew it, I was in love.
I've been having dreams about him. He's been popping up in them. Saying it'll be okay. That one day, we'll be together again. To keep an eye on George, make sure he doesn't do anything drastic. Tell his mum that he's alright. That he's safe now. I think this is when I'm at my happiest now-a-days. When we're talking in my dreams. When I can see his red hair, his wonderful smile, and hear his contagious laughter. Ginny suggested I write my feelings and dreams in a journal or diary. It's been helping I suppose. I'm not going to break down or anything, it's just hard to believe he's not here. I haven't been showing how much Fred's death really affected me on the outside, but on the inside it's tearing me from the inside out. Ginny has been there to comfort me, but I know I should be the one comforting her. I've been trying my best to talk about Fred with her -or any of the Weasley clan- but whenever I do, one of us changes the subject. It's too hard for anyone to talk about him now-a-days.
I know one day, I will be happy again. I'll be married, and have children. I'll be a mother, and form a family. But I won't be ready for that for a long time. I know that whoever loves me will accept that and wait. But right now it's going to be hard to love someone again, or for a while. I will love again though, because Fred would want me too. He'd want me to have a family. To have a husband, kids, grandchildren, nieces, and nephews. But I'll always love him. I will always love Fred Weasley.