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A/N: Hi guys! So school's finally over and I have time to write again! Sweetheart is on a semi-permanent hiatus and I'm trying to continue Teddy Bear but it's giving me writers block. IM me any ideas of how to incorporate the character that was just (re) introduced as I don't know how to continue. I am still writing Sing Me A Song You're My Soulmate so expect that soon too. I thought of this idea and fell in love with it so here goes my first Fremione.
Fred Weasley was concerned. This wasn't rare giving the fact that the war had just ended and everyone around him had various levels of PTSD. What alarmed him was who he was worried about. Hermione Granger had always been the strong one. She had been a pillar for Harry and the entire Weasley family immediately after the war. He honestly didn't know if any of them would have survived without her.
He knew he wouldn't have. He had been in a very dark place what with the things he had seen and done and the people he had lost. When she walked in to Weasleys Wizard Wheezes one morning and demanded that he come back to life he had clutched at her like a drowning man. She had helped out with some potions for them and he found himself happy while she was there. She didn't allow him to be sad.
She was a force to be reckoned with who had supported each and every one of the members of her magical family and demanded that they find a way to live good lives after the tragedy they had been a part of. Which is why it was so concerning to see her normally happy face in constant sorrow. She hadn't been to the shop in months. She only showed up at family dinners but she wasn't really there with them. Occasionally someone would force a smile out of her but it never reached her eyes.
He understood that she was in pain. She had gotten word that her parents had died in a car crash in Australia a couple of months ago. He couldn't imagine what that must be like. He also knew she felt at fault because she was the one who had sent them there. So he had accepted this cold and quiet Hermione, allowing her to hurt and grieve. But it had been months and it was time for one of them to do what she had done and demand that she find happiness.
He had created a product specially for her. George didn't even know it existed. He had done all of the spells and potions necessary to create it alone. So that Sunday at the weekly dinner he had decided to accost her and provide her with a possibility of being happy again.
The family had moved into the living room to talk somewhere more comfortably when he found his chance. She had slipped unnoticed out the back door and he followed just as quietly. She didn't turn as he closed the door behind him. "Hi." She jumped slightly, relaxing as she realized who he was. "Fred. You nearly gave me a fright!" He grinned unapologetically. "Sorry." "What are you doing out here?" She questioned him. "Looking for you." He followed her to the bench down by the small lake on the property.
She seemed caught off guard at his answer. "Why?" He wondered how to approach this and decided on bluntness. "I'm worried about you. You helped all of us through the war by forcing us to liver again. You haven't been living yourself lately." She sighed and ribbed her eyes with her hand. "No I don't suppose I have been." "Lucky for you the intelligent and dashing Fred Weasley is here to help." She laughed softly and he smiled widely at the response.
"I've developed a new product and I was hoping you would test it out for me." "Oh?" She questioned, vaguely intrigued. "Now I haven't tested it yet but I have never researched this hard for anything in my life and I wouldn't give it to you if I was doubtful of its safety." She nodded. "Okay. So what is it?" He pulled a small vial out of his jacket. It was filled with a swirling blue liquid that shimmered under the moon's light.
"I call it the Fairy tale experience. It analyzes the drinkers mind for the realm they had dreamed to be a part of as a child. That is the only part I was able to test and for most people the realm their mind chose was usually fairy tales, hence the name. It then transports them into that world and they are seven people from that realm, one for each day. In reality they will only miss 12 hours, so if you take it I recommend at night so no one notices you're not interacting in the living world. You will have full control over your mind but the purpose is to allow yourself to let go and just be the people you had always wished you could be."
Hermione smiled slightly at the thought. She opened her mouth to ask him a question but he wasn't finished. "Now your mind will cast people your mind sees as the other roles. For instance if your mind saw Ginny as your dear friend and confidant she may be the genie if you were Aladdin. I'm not sure how many people the spell will pull from your mind my guess isn't that many though."
She bit her lip. "So I let down my guard and let that", she indicated to the vial, "put me into the world I always wished I was a part of." "Correct." "Wait. Fred, did you say it transports you into that realm?" Her eyes widened at the realization. He grinned crookedly at her. "I did indeed." She gasped involuntarily, amazed. "That had to have been the most difficult magic! How could you have possibly figured out how to do that?" "Like I said, handsome and intelligent."
She continued to gape at him. "That's for me to know and you to find out. If you test it that is." She glared at him. "That is so not fair using my love of knowledge against me." "So will you try it then?" He asked her, smile gone from his face. His eyes were hopeful and his expression serious with genuine concern adorning his features. Her eyes searched his and whatever she seemed to be looking for she must have found. "Okay."
He relaxed and sent her a smile. "Oh and Hermione, no one else knows about it and I don't think this magic would be good in the wrong hands so don't say anything yeah?" She nodded. "Of course not." They stood there in awkward silence for a second. "Thank you Fred." She told him earnestly before launching herself into his arms.
He put his arms around her automatically and tried to control his heart rate as his arms were suddenly full of her. He watched her go and realized that there were three things Hermione Granger did not know. First he had made this product especially for her. No one else would ever experience it except for her and the people her mind brought in as other characters. This brought him to the second thing which was that the other characters would also be completely aware of the situation and in control of their actions while in her dream realm. And third, she had no idea that he was in love with her.