I don't mind where you come from, as long as you come to me.

Hermione and Ginny had been in St. Mungo's for exactly four hours and seventeen minutes. For the past hour Ginny had kept glancing toward the clock, then at Hermione, followed by Fred, and returned to the clock. This continuous cycle was giving Hermione a headache.

"Gin! What's wrong with you, have you not got a crick in your neck from all your head-turning?" Hermione asked, slightly worried.

"Hermione, I'm sorry" Ginny said sincerely, "It's just that.. oh this sounds awful.. but I told someone I'd meet them for a bit and I thought Bill would be here to watch Fred by now"

"Are you talking about a date?" Hermione smiled.

"No! Gosh, no... just... a coffee" Ginny finished lamely. But one look at her friends sceptical face, made her admit the truth, "Oh alright, yes, yes it's a date"

Hermione's brow furrowed, "But not with Harry?"

Ginny looked at her comatose brother and held his hand, "The war only just ended, Harry has only just caught up on sleep... and..." She drifted into silence.

Hermione smiled sadly, "And he hasn't mentioned anything to you about getting back together?" She guessed. The red head nodded. "Gin, I can only say to give it time, because I know that his feelings for you are strong, but he has a lot of stuff to mentally get through before he's able to start.. or in your case re-start, a relationship"

Ginny nodded, "I know that Mione, and this isn't an official date.. I'm just... keeping my options open. I don't want to wait around for months, maybe years for him to realise its not me he wants afterall. I'm just.. minding myself" She said determindely. But then she looked at her older brothers face and a tear rolled down her cheek, "Am I a horrible person, to want to leave my injured brother for a date? Oh I am. Godric what's wrong with me?" She moaned, wiping more tears from her light brown eyes glistening with more unshed tears.

Hermione rushed to her friends side, "There's nothing wrong with you, Gin. You know full well that if Fred were not in his current state he'd be walking around and yelling at everyone for doing nothing but focusing on him. As much as he loves being centre of attention, I'm sure he would love you to go on living outside of this hospital ward" Hermione wiped her friends face dry of tears.

Ginny looked at Hermione, "You think so?"

"I know so" Hermione confirmed, "And so do you. So go on your date, I'm here and I'll wait for Bill, he can't be much longer"

Ginny's smile was watery and her eyes slightly red, "Thank you Hermione, I owe you"

Hermione nodded at the door of the room, "Well get going, don't want to keep your man waiting! Actually, who is he?"

"Erm... Justin.. You remember? Justin Finch-Fletchley?" Ginny replied, "He's really lovely and funny and just good all-round company at the moment"

"Go on then" She said and the red head stood up to leave, "I want a full report on the date later" She called after her. She heard Ginny laughing in the corridor. Hermione turned back to Fred's almost lifeless body. Save for his breathing, he could be mistaken as dead. Hermione had been feeling more and more depressed about the state he was in. This was Fred. He was the most energetic person, always so full of life, always armed with a joke and a way to make anyone smile. Hermione walked over and pulled her chair closer to him. His chest rose and fell like clockwork, it was almost hypnotising. Hermione was bored, she hadn't brought any book with her as she'd assumed she would be talking to Ginny. However Bill was running late, with what she didn't know, but she decided she had no option, other than taking a nap. Afterall, it would pass the time and Bill would wake her when he arrived.

Hermione woke up to find she was in St. Mungo's, in a waiting room, but didn't remember why. She slowly walked outside and wandered around muggle London for a while, finding a peaceful park as she did so. But she knew that the Weasley's and Harry would be wondering where she was, so she apparated to the Burrow. Walking through the kitchen door she heard nothing.

"Hello?" She called out, "Anyone home!"

"In here" A voice came from the sitting room. Hermione followed the source and saw Fred sitting at the piano.

"Is this some practical joke Fred Weasley? I know that there is no piano in here. Stop trying to trick me" She demanded fiercely.

"Hermione, calm down" He said soothingly. He was in jeans and a blue t-shirt, looking very casual.

"I will not calm down! What in the name of Merlin, is going on?"

"Your first piano lesson?" Fred grinned, "I figured everyone was out so it was the perfect time"

"But... the piano... it's not meant to be here! It doesn't belong!" Hermione narrowed her brown eyes and looked from Fred to the piano and all around the room.

Fred looked at her as if she was going crazy, "Hermione, it's right here? So one would assume it does indeed belong here? And since this is my house, I think I'd no if there was a random instrument in the middle of the sitting room!" He laughed.

"I suppose you're right" Hermione conceded and sat herself down on the sofa which she'd slept on the night before.

"What are you doing? You can't learn how to play from over there! You must sit next to me you stupid woman!" Fred demanded, smirking all the while.

"Stupid woman, ha... I'll give you stupid woman, you little-"

"Muttering under your breath? You sound like Kreacher" said Fred, trying not to laugh at his own comparison.

Hermione glowered at him, "Shut up" she said, nudging him so that he would make room for her. He did and so she sat next to him, both facing the piano.

"Did you bring a song?" He asked her, taking in the coconut scent of her wildly curly brown hair. It smelled delicious.

She shook her head, "I thought I was learning first, bringing songs after?"

"Well I'm not that kind of teacher" Fred smirked, "Is there any chance you could summon a page of a song you want to learn?"

Hermione smiled, "Of course" With a wave of her wand and some non-verbal spellwork, a piece of parchment appeared in her hand.

"What's it called?" Fred asked excitedly, trying to steal a glance at the song.

"It's called Breathe, its by a muggle artist called Faith Hill. The original version is on guitar... so I hope this piano version is ok" Hermione smiled.

"Awwwwww Hermione, are you trying to impress me?" Fred cooed. He laughed at the anger he could see brewing in his friends eyes, "Ok, I'll stop with the joking. Well... I'll try to, it is me afterall, I can't make any promises!" Hermione rolled her eyes at him, but still a laugh escaped her lips. Fred grinned, "I'm going to play up until here" He said marking the end of the first verse.

"How about here instead?" Hermione offered, marking after the first chorus, "I like that part best" She smiled sheepishly.

Fred grinned at her, "Ok, there it is. Now no singing for the first few goes, just watch my hand movements. It's easier that way and you'll pick up on it faster. But not to worry, I'll start off slow" He promised. He flexed his fingers then began playing.

An hour later, Hermione had finally picked it up. "Can I try?" She asked tentatively.

Fred nodded, "You'll be great, just sing with it to keep the tune in your head" He added.

Hermione took a few calming breaths before poising her hands above the keys. She looked at Fred for reassurance and he smiled. That smile conveyed a thousand words, and so Hermione began, "I can feel the magic floating in the air, being with you gets me that way. I watch the sunlight dance across your face and I've never been this swept away. All my thoughts just seem to settle on the breeze, when I'm lying wrapped up in your arms, the whole world just fades away, the only thing I hear, is the beating of your heart. 'Cause I can feel you breathe, it's washing over me and suddenly I'm melting into you. There's nothing left to prove, Baby all we need is just to be. Caught up in the touch, a slow and steady rush, Baby isn't that the way that love's supposed to be? I can feel you breathe..."
Hermione's face was tomato red as she finished. She'd made quite a lot of mistakes but continued on, letting the lyrics guide her through it. She couldn't look at Fred after failing so miserably.

"What's wrong with you, Hermione?" He asked, cautiously. Hermione turned her head away from him, she didn't want to see his disappointment. "Talk to me" He whispered, his breath tickling the back of neck, the whisper seeming more amplified because of the quiet of the house.

"I wasn't good" She mumbled.

Suddenly she heard Fred trying to hold back laughter, and she turned to face him. He calmed down and leaned his head closer to hers, "For a very intelligent woman, you are so stupid at times! You were wonderful. I've never seen someone pick something up so fast" Hermione cast her eyes away, she knew he was lying. But Fred cupped her face softly with his hand and made her look at him, "Hermione Granger, you are the most talented person I know, aside from myself and George obviously" She smiled against her will, he really was charming, "But honestly, that was really really good" Hermione finally met his stare.

She bit her lip, "Really?"

"Really" Fred reassured her, "You'll be better than me by our next lesson" His face then morphed into a horrified expression and his brown eyes widened magnificently, "No, the pupil cannot become the master! I must stop this! This is blasphemy, blasphemy I tell you!"

Hermione let out a peel of laugh, "Fred" She gasped, "Do you even know what blasphemy means?"

He grinned and winked at her, "Nope, not a clue" He then held out his hand for Hermione to high-five it. She did, with gusto. The resounding clap sound echoed in the empty room. Their hands were still joined and slowly, Fred entwined his fingers with hers, staring into her brown eyes all the while, as if to get her acceptance for what he was doing.

Hermione met his lighter coloured brown eyes, and felt a smile creep across her face. He smiled too, a soft smile, one that Hermione had never seen on his face before now. She felt almost like there was electricity coursing through her body at his touch. But his hand felt so comfortable, almost as if it fitted with hers. Fred apologetically smiled at her, "I have to go now" He really looked like he didn't want to, "Work you see, I can't leave George on his own all day".

Hermione nodded, "It's... It's fine" She was struggling to understand what she felt for Fred, it seemed as if overnight her entire perception of him was changed, and she needed to think about it. Alot.

Fred gently pulled his hand away, everything seemed very awkward now, "I'll let you know when our next session is" He promised, smiling at the girl, trying to ease the tension. He grinned, "Follow my advice though and don't drink whatever George offers at dinner tonight"

Hermione snorted in laughter, "Thanks for the warning, Fred" He waved goodbye before disapparating, his smile seemed sad. He clearly did not want to leave, and Hermione didnt not want him to either.

Someone was suddenly shaking her, so Hermione groggily opened her eyes, wiping away the tiredness, "Fred?" She asked, wondering why she was asleep when Fred had just left the room.

"He's the same, no change. I'm here now, sorry to have kept you waiting Hermione"

Hermione suddenly realised it was Bill talking to her. She must have dreamed everything, "Bill" She said tiredly, "What time is it?"

"About 3 o clock" Bill muttered, searching in his robes for something he didn't seem able to find.

Hermione was stunned. She had been with Fred for an hour and a half at least and in fact only half an hour had passed. Her confusion grew. She looked down at Fred, and felt her stomach clench, and pang resounded somewhere in her heart. She looked down at the hand that had held hers not moments ago, and even thinking of it she blushed. Then she realised just how stupid she was acting. It was a series of dreams about him making her all confused. She needed to take a Dreamless Sleep potion, because all these extremely vivid dreams about Fred were blurring the lines her reality.

"Hermione, wasn't Ginny meant to be here with you?" Bill asked, looking around the room at the obvious lack of his younger sister's presence.

Then it all rushed back to Hermione, about Ginny and her date, and how Hermione had promised to cover for her, "She felt a bit unwell and had a headache.. so I told her that I could keep watch on Fred while she got some fresh air" Hermione crossed her fingers, hoping Bill wouldn't be suspicious.

Bill patted Hermione on the shoulder and said softly, "This family would be lost without you"

Hermione felt a bit guilty now for lying to him, but she smiled, "Thanks Bill, I honestly don't know what I'd do without you guys either"

He gave her a one armed hug and then chuckling said, "You should go home and rest, even though you did just have a bit of a snooze"

Hermione blushed, embarassed, "Yeah I'll go back to the Burrow. Bye Bill" She smiled and closed the door, with one last look at Fred lying almost lifeless in the bed. As Hermione prepared to apparate, she realised that she had already catagorised her dreams of Fred as an alternate reality, which she knew was wrong and dangerous. She was definitely taking a Dreamless Sleep potion before bed tonight. She needed to sort things out. These dreams were getting out of control.

A/N: Wow! So this chapter, I hope you realise that it's not just going to be at night she sees him, everytime she sleeps, something will more than likely happen, thus leading to lots of confusion! The song is called Breathe, and I thought it suited them rather well! Was it a good choice or not? The chapter title comes from Sick Puppies' song "All The Same", which I really like. Thank you for the reviews, I refreshed the page after about a minute, just to see if it was all in order and I had reviews. You make me very happy!

Competent Mellophone- I'm delighted you liked 9 Crimes it's one of my favourite songs!

randomlise- thanks! I hope this chapter lived up to your expectations! Let me know!

Sexybeast- I'm glad you like it! To be honest I never really know what to put in summaries, but I needed something that people would want to read, but maybe you've suggestions to improve it?

mydirt09- thanks for your suggestions, I'm intending to use an Evanescence song soon. I'm glad you like the plot, I hate when you want something new to read, but it's all pretty much the same, hopefully this is different!

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