Disclaimer: I dont own Harry Potter. Our wonderful, magnificent Queen, JK Rowling owns the Wizarding world and all things pertaining to it. 3 3

I can't even begin to tell you how or when it began. I guess I always knew it in the back of my mind, I just never fully realized it.

When you fall in love, it isn't usually a sudden thing where one day you wake up and realize, 'Merlins pants! I'm in love with that idiot!' No. It's more like you wake up and realize you like their smile. Then the next day you realize you love the way their eyes twinkle with mirth when they are telling a joke. It's small thoughts about them every day until finally after weeks of this you wake up and realize 'Merlins pants! I'm in love with that idiot!'

My name is Hermione Jean Granger-Weasley, and this is the story of how I fell madly, irrevocably in love with one Fred Fabian Weasley. Who else can say they love a man who makes them laugh constantly, who protects them with everything they have, who would die for them, and is one of their best friends?