AN: Wow, so um...I have no excuse for not updating. Unless you want to count writer's block and terrible memory. Anyway, this is really short, just to let people know I haven't died! Anyway, enjoy and please review!
P.S. Still not Rowling!
Fred Weasley wished he could say the earth shattered when he first met her. He really wished he could. But the only thing he could remember about their first meeting was a bump and a muttered, "Sorry," before rushing to catch up with George and Lee.
Of course, he would never tell his kids that.
As far as his kids knew, he had been blown away by the young Hermione Granger. His little girls ooh'd and aww'd when he told them about how he saw her and decided right then and there that she would be his wife. His boys grinned the trademark Weasley grin when he told them about all of the pranks he pulled on her in their Hogwarts years.
Fred often rationalized the lie by saying he hadn't exactly seen very much of her that first time. Just the plain Muggle clothing and brown hair streaming behind the departing figure who was heading onto the train. And he was missing a very important prank being pulled on some unsuspecting first year who looked incredibly too self-oriented and looked to be a future Slytherin.
With a small pop! Mr. and Mrs. Weasley Apparated into their living room. It had been quite a trying day as they had shuffled and rushed their children to Kings Cross in order to make the Hogwarts Express on time for the new school year. As always, they had been running late due to the "last pranks of the summer" Mr. Weasley and the Weasley children loved to engage in. As always, Mrs. Weasley had leaned against her husband as she watched the Hogwarts Express pull out of the station. Their children hung out of the windows, waving and shouting their goodbyes that couldn't be heard over everyone else's goodbyes and the steam of the engine. But now they were home again, and Mr. and Mrs. Weasley settled down on the couch in their now quiet house.
"Fred dear? You know that story you are always telling the children? The one about how you first saw me on the train?"
"Yes?"
"I didn't see you then. I do believe the first time we met was in at the feast," Hermione said, grinning at her husband's confusion.
"But- wh- Huh?"
"Yes dear, we didn't meet on the train. I sat across from you at the feast though, remember? Your foot kept rubbing up against me and I glared at you the entire time."
Fred's face turned a brilliant shade of red.
"Actually, I have a good explanation for that..."
"And it is?"
"Let me think about that one and get back to you... But either way, we won't tell the kids that version. Agreed?"
Hermione chuckled and leaned in to kiss her husband's cheek.
"Agreed."