((First part of my Fremione fanfic, but I'm only gonna continue if you guys want me to. Leave your feedback in the reviews!
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He thought she was gorgeous.
She had to admit he was hot.
He didn't care about school.
School was her life.
They were polar opposites. But they couldn't help the fact that they liked each other.
Fred Weasley had fancied Hermione since she first came to stay; and that crush grew, and grew, and grew. It grew to an unbelievable extent in the summer, staying at Grimmauld Place.
Hermione had discovered her romantic interest towards him in her third year, watching him during a Quidditch match, and it developed over the course of the year and into her fourth at the Yule Ball.
He loved the way she could get lost in a book.
She loved the way he could make anything lighter.
He loved the way she always won in an argument.
She loved his determination.
He loved the fact that she was a nerdy, know-it-all bookworm.
She loved the fact that he was a crazy, funny prankster.
He loved her- and loved it.
She loved him- and wasn't keen on it.
Present
"Congratulations." He grinned at her, escaping his fuming mother whom was yelling at his twin for bewitching Ron and Hermione's congratulation banner.
She smiled at him slightly, drinking her Butterbeer "Thanks," she said, placing the goblet on the sleek, black table "So, how's the plans for the shop going?"
"Great," he grinned "Absolutely amazing . You'll have to come and see it when it's done."
She blushed slightly at his open request "Good. I will."
"Brilliant." He grinned at her. A slightly awkward silence followed.
"I… um… I better get going… see you later." She smiled, walking off to Ginny and Tonks.
"Hi." Ginny grinned, eating a vol-u-vent.
"Hi." Hermione smiled, sitting down beside her, picking up a pumpkin pasty.
"You look ok? You look… peaky." Tonks said, eating a cauldron cake and looking at her.
"Hm? I'm fine. Why wouldn't I be? It's not like I like anyone or anything. Wait. What was the question?" she rambled on.
Ginny and Tonks exchanged a look, their eyebrows raised. "Spill." Ginny said simply.
Hermione looked at her hands "I like Fred." She mumbled.
Ginny's jaw dropped, then her face cracked into a smile, identical to Tonks'.
"Brilliant." George grinned, coming up behind her.