I don't own anything from the world of Harry Potter except the Sleeping Beauty Curse and the Krum twins, Konstantin and Hristofor.

The Bulgarian was helpfully translated at translation2. paralink translations. asp (without the spaces)

CHAPTER 2

"Hermione, luv, wake up. Luv it is time to wake up. I need your help. We have another patient. Wake up, Hermione." Konstantin pleaded as he pulled the covers off her head.

Groaning from having slept another night on an uncomfortable cot, Hermione opened her eyes only to be hit with early morning sunlight coming through the high windows. She rolled over and pulled the blanket up to cover her head again. "Five more minutes, Konnie. I'm very tired and very sore. I do not want to get up yet."

"Do not call me Konnie! Do ve have to go over this every morning? I told you could call me Kon, no more Konnie business. I will be so glad vhen ve can stop taking this potion in two days. I actually caught Romilda taking pictures last night. Vhy did ve pick her again any ways? She takes way too much enjoyment when I accidently turn my hair pink." Kon snapped.

Wow, he has really latched on to Tonks' name sensitivity.

Hermione uncovered her head again giggling, "You're the one that said we had to have another person for Colin. You didn't want either of us do deal with a three person meld. Professors McGonagall and Slughorn said she is the best at potions and defense against the dark arts in her year. Okay? Now, you said something about another patient. What other two personalities are we going to have to deal with for a week?"

"Is that yours or Fred's snarkiness that I have to deal with in the morning? Yes, we have a new patient Hannah Abbott. Professor McGonagall said she is in your year, right? We should start looking for another guy to help her. Ron, maybe? Or ANY other suggestions?" Kon said making a face at thinking of having to spend a week locked in this small chamber with Ron.

"No, no, definitely not Ron. Ernie Macmillian, yes, Ernie would be the best choice. He is fairly decent at potions and he has been dating her for three years. Why did it take almost four days to find her?" Hermione replied, still refusing to get out of the cot. She rubbed the sleep out of her eyes and tried to run her fingers through her tangled hair as Kon was pacing.

"Тя е била въвлечена в тъмница. Ако те я намери един ден по-късно, и аз всъщност не искам да мисля за резултата." Kon started spouting, forgetting he slips into Bulgarian when upset.

"She had been dragged into a dungeon. If they had found her a day later, well he actually does not want to think about the outcome." Hermione translated for Romilda, who was staring at him curiously. Continuing on, she said, "Since you woke me so early do I at least get to go out of the room to find Ernie. I have not been able to leave in three days. I'm desperately bored! I, also, have a strange need to talk to George."

"No, no, definitely not. I vill not be responsible for letting your brains with Fred's personality loose on the castle vith George to help implement plans. They are attempting to clean up out there. Professor McGonagall said to tell her right away our choice. I might let George stop by to see you and Fred today if you behave. Apparently, George has been driving everyone, especially his mum, bonkers with his desperate need to talk to the two of you. He thinks it is time to plan a prank or a hundred. You are not allowed to pull those pranks though." He replied.

All of the sudden, Romilda started screaming after looking at her lap.

"What's wrong? What's the matter?" The other two yelled while running over to her.

"Why in Merlin's bloody pants did you let me fall asleep with a camera in my lap?" She whined.

"George!" Hermione screamed while she ran to him and jumped into his arms. "I never thought I miss you so much. I can't wait until the three of us can make some plans. My mind is running a kilometer a minute with all the ideas in there."

"Mione!" George cried before giving her a peck on the cheek. "I hope your plans can mesh with my plans. Of course, yours and Fred's plans will be very similar with you two sharing blood. Blimey, that makes us triplets. Now, we need to come up with new names. Do you know how long it took us to come up with Forge and Gred?"

"Kon, please tell me I won't be anything like that five days into the healing potion?" Ernie pleaded from the corner where he was sitting and holding Hannah's hand.

"Just be glad we only have to deal with them for a short time. Can you imagine living in a house with Hermione, Fred, and a couple of kids? Plus, George is just being George. He is not taking anything, right?" Kon commented. He was a becoming an eerily calm version of Tonks. Well, actually he kind of already was, only now he randomly changed his appearance. At the moment, Konstantin's normally dark brown hair was a matching with Tonks' bright lime green.

"Hey, we are not that bad!" Hermione and George exclaimed together, then busted into giggles. George set her back on the ground and they walked back to Fred lying still and motionless on a cot.

"Is Ginny still pissed at me for not telling her right away about Fred? Konstantin had just told me about everything that bringing him back involves. I was freaking out! How would you react to being told to bring him back it makes the two of us soul mates or whatever? I'm going to be in love with him when he wakes up. I mean I thought he was attractive ever since the Quidditch World Cup, but still. What if he only sees me as an annoying, bossy, little Miss Know-It-All? What if he wishes I was somebody else? What if he hates me for it? What if your parents or brothers hate me for it? What if I head up an old spinster with a zillion cats because Fred can't stand to be with me?" Hermione's hand flew up to cover her mouth. She was rambling and spilled much more information than she ever intended. The amount of private, personal information and thoughts that she had just expressed frightened her.

George pulled her into a large hug, cradling her head as she began to cry. "Mione, it will be okay, you had every right to freak out. Ginny is fine. She was just shocked, but now she is happy to be able to get her brother back. Fred will be very grateful and happy that you brought him back. Neither he nor our family would ever be able to hate you. I will not let them hate you. You are giving me, us, Fred back. There is nothing in the world any of us wouldn't do to make you feel loved and be happy. And you will never have a zillion cats; I won't let you get more than ten. I know that Fred has changed his opinion of you… wait that didn't come out right. Fred knows you are a smart, quirky, sometimes bossy, beautiful woman. He would be a fool and a git not to see you that way. He won't wish you were someone else. He'll know you care for him and are one of the bravest women in the world. By the way, would you be surprised to learn that Fred has thought you are attractive since he caught you when you tripped at the Quidditch Cup?" George finished his reply with a smile realizing she had stopped crying and was staring up at him in amazement.

Kon walked over to them in an attempt help George reassure her everything would work out. He was leaning over the cot holding Hermione's hand and noticed a small movement out of the corner of his eye. He turned his head and cracked the largest smile Hermione had ever seen on his face.

"Kon, what's with the smile? What's going on?" She demanded.

"Vell, it looks like the potion is working on both of you. His eyes are moving under the lids. In twelve hours, you must say the spell. Twelve hours after that, he should be back."

Fred's 1st Person Point of View from the Point He was Hit with the Sleeping Beauty Curse

Bloody Hell! Percy made a joke. I can't believe it; I don't think I have ever seen that before.

But what was that afterward? Everything went dark and painful, very painful. Fred was knocked to his knees, cowering on the ground. Before any of the others started to stir, he was hit by a horrid, bright purple light.

Fred lay on the ground with Percy, Ron, Harry, and Hermione gathered crying around him. They knew they had to keep fighting, even if they thought that Fred was hurt or even dead was hurt. They had to kill Voldemort and end this bloody war. Fred was please when they decided to move him out of the middle of the blown out hallway.

Percy brought George back to get Fred and hopefully hurry him to Madame Pomfrey. He was in desperate need of moving, his nose had an itch. His brothers laid him down and his entire family, minus Ron and Charlie, surrounded him, not letting Madame Pomfrey through.

Wait a moment; she wasn't even trying to get to him. They think I'm dead! Fred thought angrily.

Finally, after Voldemort gave his little speech, Ron came and left crying; Hermione was attempting to comfort Ginny, Fred's favorite sister. He wished that "The Brightest Witch of Her Age" would notice that he was still alive. His family left him only to see Harry pretending to he had died, Fred thought that he would have realized "The Boy Who Lived" was faking. Fred was so proud of his mum when she killed Bellatrix Lestrange. Fred would have given anything to see that, but no one thought to prop him up so he could watch. George did a bang up job describing it to his twin though.

George has been kneeling by Fred's head for hours. Meanwhile, Fred was staring at the ceiling of the Great Hall for hours. The only exciting thing to happen was Hermione screaming.

Blimey, I wanted to jump up and protect her.

Fred had had her as a back of his mind fancy for years. After the Quidditch World Cup, she tripped and fell. He happened to be just close enough to catch her; it was one of those old Hollywood movie catches. It was extremely hard for him not to lean in just a couple of inches more and kiss her senseless. He was completely jealous just a few months later when he saw her dancing with Viktor Krum at the Yule Ball. He thought she was smashing in that light purple dress, Fred felt bad he didn't feel the same way about his own date.

George is starting to act more and more concerned; apparently, Dad and Hermione have been gone a long time. Dad's at the ministry, so no one is as worried about him. George just told me why he is so worried about Hermione, she is with the Krums.

That sucks, the fighting ended and she runs straight to Viktor Krum. Lovely.

There's some commotion outside, Hermione is back. Granted she's in the arms of a Krum, but she's back safe. George is saying something about not everyone that appears dead is dead. No shit, Sherlock! Tonks is still alive, good Teddy needs his mum. Hermione and her new friend, Konstantin, are going around checking the dead.

Hermione suddenly appeared in Fred's field of vision. Come on, Mione. Look at me, touch my skin, feel my chest, stop just chatting with George, do something so you know I'm alive. She was holding Fred's hand and brushing some hair off of his face. Hermione's touch felt amazing, but it hurt his heart to feel her tears fall on his shoulder. He could feel her eyes roving over his face. Then, their eyes locked onto each other and widen.

She knows I'm alive, but can she scream for McGonagall a little quieter next time.

Fred wished they would move him back to the Great Hall; the small chamber has a very boring ceiling in Fred's opinion. The Great Hall had something to look at and lots of noise and conversations to listen to. This room did have an advantage, except for when she was out looking for Romilda, Hermione has been by Fred's side. She talked to him about everything, she sleeps on a cot next to him holding his hand, and she massages his throat to force that vial drink into him. Fred knew it was wicked of him, but sometimes he wished and imagined she would massage other parts of his body besides his throat.

George stopped by to hang out with Fred and Hermione for a while. Fred wished she would have run to him the way she just ran to him before he had been cursed. Then, everyone in the room was shocked by some of the personal thoughts and fears that started pouring out of her mouth.

George, give Hermione a hug. Damn it! I'm not exactly sure how this will end, but I would never hate her or leave her alone or let her get more than ten cats. Crap, I hate that I can't talk or give her a hug because then she wouldn't be crying right now.

Then, George starts rambling and spilling all of Fred's secrets. That bloody git! He knew she was a smart, quirky, sometimes bossy, beautiful, brave woman.

Konstantin's voice interrupted Fred's musings.

"…In twelve hours, you must say the spell. Twelve hours after that, he should be back."

Twenty four hours, in twenty four hours, I will be back. What does Konnie mean by back? Will I be up and jumping or sitting up and able to talk? I love my twin, he just asked my questions.

"Vell, everyone is different, but the least amount of progress in the past has been: the patient being able to turn their head and whispering. The most amount of progress that I have heard of is someone standing up and shuffling around the room and talking normally within an hour or two."

"Thank, Merlin! I want him to be able to be here in any way possible. But no pranks until he is fully mobile and talking normally." Hermione exclaimed, holding back tears.

I can't believe Hermione wants me back. Blimey, I have approximately twenty four hours to think of her inappropriately before my body can betray me again. Too many fantasies, what shall I start with?

Konstantin was going to allow George to stay with Hermione and Fred until it was approximately a half hour before she had to say the spell. But George had to be George, cracked a few inappropriate jokes and was literally kicked out after only a couple of hours.

Hermione, Romilda, Konstantin, and Ernie were required to drink a healing potion with a few drops of blood of a curse victim every hour. They were also required to provide a few drops of blood for a healing potion to be given to their respective curse victim at the same times. It was horrible tasting, even worse than Poly-Juice Potion.

George was watching all the horribly hilarious faces of those drinking the potion. He had half a mind to pick up Colin's camera and take a few pictures, for posterity's sake only. "Hey, Mione! How does that lovely potion taste this hour?" He looked around innocently at the quizzical faces surrounding him and continued flatly. "I was hoping that adding my blood to the mix might make it a bit sweeter since everyone knows I'm the sweet twin."

Knowing George would never actually do anything to harm his brother, Hermione did her best to keep the potion in her mouth. After quickly swallowing the mouthful, she gave George a small smile.

Konstantin, on the other hand, grabbed George by the shoulder, dragged him to the door, and punted him out of the room. "That was the last straw, no more jokes." He said as he pulled his eyes off of George sprawled on his back on the floor and looked directly into Hermione's eyes as a warning to her.

Hermione tore her eyes away from his gaze and she landed on Tonks' face. At first, Hermione thought she was seeing things. She quickly stood and walked over to her friend. "Kon! Come look at her eyes, they're moving. Tonks' eyes are moving."

"Good, that mean she is healing and ve have a couple hours between spells. Ve vill need time to move Fred from here before I do Tonks' spell. I hope Colin vill vait; ve vill need another break." Kon said with hope and joy evident all over his face.

"So, Kon, how did you convince the Bulgarian Ministry to let Romilda and Ernie do the spell? Did they throw a fit about it?" Hermione inquired.

"I have not told them and the Minister of Magic would not throw a fit; he is a grown man and a professional." Kon stated bluntly as Hermione began laughing at his answer.

"Cornelius Fudge, the British Minister of Magic before Scrimgeour, would have!" She said through her laughter. "He threw plenty of fits about Dumbledore, Harry, and Voldemort over the years. Ernie, do you remember how he behaved towards them at the end of the Triwizard Tournament? And how he attempted to swept Cedric Diggory's death under the rug?"

A couple of hours and several discussion topics later, Romilda screamed, quickly grabbed Colin's camera, and took a few pictures of his face. Kon and I look at each other "Colin's eyes are moving." They said excitedly in unison.

It was then that Hermione asked Romilda a question that had been on the older witch's mind since the younger had agreed to revive Colin. "Romilda, why are you here? You chased after Harry in your fourth year, didn't you?"

"Hermione, I am surprised it took you that long to ask me." Romilda said as she started her answer. "I did chase, well stalk would be a better word, Harry in your sixth year. I have grown up a lot this year and Colin has been a big part of that. I saw him fight right alongside Ginny and Longbottom. He taught me how to defend myself, how to protect others, and Herbology, I never understood that plant class before. Colin saved my life many, many times through personally intervening and what he taught me. He jumped in front of me during the battle and took the curse Narcissa Malfoy threw at me."

"WHAT?" Hermione screeched. "That woman did this to them? Why didn't you tell us that before?"

"I'm so sorry, I had completely forgotten. I was so worried about Colin. I'm so sorry. I am really so very sorry!" Romilda started to sob.

"Oh, blimey, Draco's mum was following Hannah and some other students last time I saw them." Ernie said in a flat, dead tone.

Kon walked over to comfort Romilda and looked at Hermione over the young girl's head. "Hermione, you need to calm down. Ernie, take Hermione with you and Professor McGonagall. We need to get this Narcissa Malfoy here. With a drop of this voman's blood on our wands during the spell will multiply the strength of the counter curse. Don't vorry, I vill vatch after Fred and Hannah."

Hermione and Ernie ran from the room as fast as their legs could carry them. For the first time in a few days, the two teens were out of that small chamber. Deciding to stick together, they quickly ran past friends and housemates who stopped their cleaning tasks to call out to or follow Hermione and Ernie.

She spotted Professor McGonagall, Professor Sprout, Professor Flitwick, and Professor Slughorn on the third floor landing before him. "Professor McGonagall, Professor McGonagall! We know who did the spell!"

"What did you say, Miss Granger? You know what?" McGonagall questioned.

Ernie stopped just a foot before knocking the four professors standing there. "Professor, Romilda remembered who cursed Colin and I remembered who followed Hannah down to the dungeons. It was Narcissa Malfoy!"

"Oh, dear!" cried Professor Sprout, while Professor Flitwick just squeaked.

Professor McGonagall magically amplified her voice and called out. "Percy Weasley, I need you to come to the third landing immediately."

Within moments, Percy was walking down the last few marble steps to reach them. "Yes, Professor, you needed me for something?"

"Please, go to the Ministry offices. We need Narcissa Malfoy here within the next forty-five minutes." She said after getting a nod of conformation from Hermione. Quicker than anyone could have imagined Percy was gone and Hermione and Ernie were on their way back to their small chamber.

Hristofor Krum, Bill and Percy Weasley dragged Narcissa Malfoy into the small chamber with her cursed victims six minutes before Hermione was to perform the counter-curse.

Konstantin got as close to the struggling woman as possible and began to ask questions. "You have been given Veritaserum, is that correct?" After a small yes from her he continued, "Did you curse all of these people with Спяща красавица?" With a look of fear in her eyes, she said another small yes. "Hermione, please bring me my dagger from beside Tonks and your wand." After quickly pricking Narcissa's finger, Konstantin held Hermione's wand up to catch a couple of drops of blood.

Four minutes later, with all the strength, courage, and love Hermione had in her being she shouted, "Любовта лекува любов" and was caught by Konstantin before she fainted all the way to the floor.

Ginny screamed and ran toward Hermione's still form in Konstantin's arms when he stepped out of the chamber. "Is Mrs. Malfoy still here?" He asked her and Harry, who was a step or two behind.

"Fuck Mrs. Malfoy! What is wrong with Hermione? Is she still alive? Is my brother still alive?" Ginny exclaimed loudly. Harry tried to pull her away from Konstantin and Hermione though he wanted to point his wand at the man's chest to make sure he answered quickly.

"Hermione is fine; she fainted from the power she used to say the spell. I promise she vill be fine. Harry vould you like to carry her to the hospital ving or vould you bring Fred up there? They need to be there quickly so Hermione can recover before I need her help vith Nymphadora."

"Tonks!" Harry and Ginny corrected him together. Then, Harry took Hermione from Konstantin's arms.

George appeared a second later and said, "I'll take Fred up. You need to reserve as much strength as possible for Tonks."

"Get someone to help you. He should not be moved with magic." Konstantin advised.

The main group waited for a moment for George to get Lee Jordan to help him. The five of them made their way slowly up to the hospital wing with their two unconscious friends. It was a difficult climb because the high they went the more rumble and debris there was. Harry and George did have the group take a long detour to avoid the corridor where Fred was first cursed.

After Hermione and Fred were deposited in hospital beds, Konstantin spoke quietly and briefly to Madame Pomfrey, then headed back to Tonks.

The rest of the group continued to surround Fred and Hermione. George surprised the other three by pushing their beds together. At the weird look on the other's faces, he said "This is how their cots have been for almost week. They have been moved up here, but that doesn't mean they still shouldn't be this close."

A short time later, Madame Pomfrey came to give Hermione a pepper-up potion and tried shooing the others away.

Lee got up and left quickly, but Harry and Ginny told her they were staying until Hermione was awake.

George looked calmly at his old school nurse and said, "Do you really think I am going anywhere when Fred could wake up at any time?"

She replied with "It will take several hours, but as you will. Just stay quiet."

Hermione woke up a half hour later and her hand automatically reached out for Fred's hand. Harry and Ginny snickered at the site, but George knew some of the relief she felt when she found his hand.

"Mione, it's time to wake up. You need to drink some more Pepper-Up Potion and go back down to Konstantin." George whispered in her ear calmly.

She sat up with a start and screamed, "Fred!"

"No, Mione. He's still out, but it is almost time for Tonks."

She quickly drank the potion, kissed Fred on the cheek, and whispered, "I'll be back as quick as I can." With that done, she ran down the stairs the Sleeping Beauty chamber with Harry, Ginny, and smoke trailing her. Sliding to a stop at the door she turned to her best friends, "Can you and Kon's brothers be out here when he does the spell? I don't think any one of us in here will be able to carry his large Bulgarian frame up all those stairs."

Kon and Romilda's spell castings went about the same as Hermione's. The only differences were Narcissa didn't put up a fight against donating her blood to the curse and the family and friends carrying the unconscious people. Each time a group trooped upstairs, Hermione went with them to see Fred if only for a moment.

It had been six hours since she had cast her spell on Fred and she could only think of two things: Fred and the counter-curse Любовта лекува любов (Love Heals Love). She was back down in the chamber with Kon and Romilda to keep Ernie company while he waited for Hannah's eyes to move.

He interrupted all of their thoughts with a loud peal of laughter. "You three look pathetic. Go up to hospital. Be with who you want to be with. But, please, send in a couple of my friend's to sit with me."

"Are you're sure?" Hermione questioned and he nodded while keeping his eyes focused on Hannah. "I will go find Justin and Susan."

As soon as Hermione made it up to the hospital wing an hour later, she smiled at the friends and family surrounding the recovering cursed victims and collapsed on her bed that was still pushed side by side with Fred's. Hermione laid there talking with George, Ginny, Harry, Percy, Ron, Charlie, Bill, Fleur, Arthur, and Molly. As she laid there, she held Fred's hand and occasionally ran her fingers through his hair.

As the sun went down, Madame Pomfrey simply stated, "I know you are all waiting for your loved ones to wake up, but even when they do they will be extremely tired, sore, and confused. I must ask all of you to leave. With the exception of Miss Ganger, Mr. Krum, and Miss Vane, Professor McGonagall and I insist you leave."

She had planned for the immediate uproar that followed and had already cast a silencing charm around the entire group. At last, the group finally settled down some when Professor McGonagall appeared. As a group they begged and pleaded with the two women to let them stay. The women wouldn't budge on the stance and the small crowd began to disburse.

The six patients lying in this section of the hospital wing seemed to bask in the calm and quiet they had been eager to leave just a few hours ago. Hermione was attempting to stay awake for the last hour before Fred was supposed to wake up by staring at him and trying to memorize his face. She had been doing this before she went to sleep for several days now, so it was unsurprising that she fell asleep quickly.

Hermione was sitting on the banks of the lake watching the Giant Squid swim lazily by. She was fully enjoying the heat of the sun beating down on her, the smell of fresh flowers on the breeze, and the freedom of not having to run or fight anymore. She was perfectly at peace with the world, but still felt like something very important was missing. Every few minutes she looked around her with curiosity to see if she could spot that one thing that was missing.

As she began to wonder if she would ever find that missing thing, she heard a voice call her name softly. It was a familiar, soft baritone voice that immediately soothed her again, but she couldn't place it. She felt a soft pressure on her hand, but she didn't see what could be causing it. She heard her name being called again. The voice was stronger this time, but she still could not place it. Suddenly, she felt a light kiss on her forehead and heard her name called a third time.

Hermione's deep brown eyes flew open only to be staring into Fred's sapphire blue ones. She whispered as a question his name to make sure that he was really awake. His answer was to softly, but deeply kiss her with all the gratitude in his heart. Then, he smiled merrily before slipping an arm around her waist and falling into a deep, contented sleep.

Author's Note~

I hope you are enjoying this story! I am having fun rereading and editing it! Please review to let me know what you think.

~DuckiBelle

P.S. I changed the first post to all of it being 3rd person point of view.