Chapter 2~ Hermiones prov "Fred what are you doing?" I tried to struggle out of his arms but they held me tight. Freds arms are around you and you are making a fuss? Just like you.. I sighed. I looked down at my hands that were in my lap when I noticed blood falling onto my shirt. "Oh shit" I mumbled. I really don't like blood. "Did the little miss goodie-granger just cuss?" I heard the sarcasm in Fred's voice. "Yes if you must know. I don't handle blood very well.." My voice trailed off. I felt Fred tense the slightest bit as I said this but he continued walking with me. One arm under my legs the other behind my back. Fred's Pov. I looked down to find Hermione asleep in my arms. What a beautiful girl. Her hair was always frizzy but it was rare to see part of her hair flattened because of the amount of blood she was losing. I was guilt stricken, how could I do this to her? "Hey Pomfery!" I burst into the wing. I heard a sigh as a small plump lady came from around a curtain. "Madam to you Weasly-" her face drained of blood. "Oh goodness me. Right this way." She bustled her way over to a cot next to the office. After what felt like ages Madam Pomfery told me that I should take her back to her room. After climbing the changing staircases, and having to go back down some to try again, I made it to the fat lady portrait. "Ooh, Granger and a Weasly! How exciting! Oh wait until the bloody baron hears about this!" Man portraits and ghosts sure gossip a lot. " Bloody hell. Stratus totalum." The lady smirked. "Don't curse dear boy. You are much to young for that" "Well at least I'm not an invalid." The portrait swung open hard hitting the wall hard. I heard the fat lady muttering behind be but I ignored her and proceeded to the girls staircase. I placed my foot on the bottom step then heard a rumbling as the stairs collapsed into a slide. "Well shit.." What do I do with a teenage witch.. Hermiones Pov. When I awoke I had no idea where I was. Panic overcame me. Where am I what do I do? The questions spun through my head. I looked around to see if there was anything that could tell me who's bed I was sleeping in. Griffindor colors, a frame. A book on the side table. I couldn't make out what it said though. A door bust open on the other side of the room. "Shit." Fred? Why was Fred in here? I'm not... It couldn't be.. Only logical thing to do in this situation was to pretend I was still asleep. I felt a slight breeze of the curtain being pulled back. The placing of a plate and a glass made a slight noise. "So beautiful." I couldn't have heard that.. Did I? Its the potion for my head. Must be. A soft hand gently brushed my hair from my face the hand lingering. Freds Prov Such a beautiful girl. Her hair pushed away from her face. My hand lingers behind her neck. In the time it took to blink I was an inch away from her face. What am I doing? Before I could think it through I kissed Hermione softly. Her lips were so smooth. I pulled back far to quickly and when I looked down at her her big brown eyes stared up at me. " You don't have to stop you know.." pink reaching her cheeks. I cupped her chin as I pulled her close to me this time I could kiss her. And she would kiss back!
