A/N: This was also written for Fifty Shades of Fremione and the Five Drabbles Competition round five. This chapter prompt has lyrics from Mine by Taylor Swift. Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. JK Rowling does.
Hermione's crush on Fred Weasley seemed to have grown since the day Malfoy called her a Mudblood. Everybody had seen Ron take the fall on his slug spell, but she was one of the only ones who saw how angry and protective Fred got over Malfoy's words.
Why would he care about what somebody called her? Could he maybe think of her as more than his little brother's best friend?
Valentine's Day was coming up, and Lockhart's singing cupids sparked an idea. She could leave him a Valentine's Day card! She wouldn't have it be a singing one though. Most boys seemed to be embarrassed when they got one from their girlfriends, and Hermione didn't want to embarrass Fred. She wanted to impress him.
On Valentine's Day she told Ron and Harry she was going to the library after class and she took off. She had to find Fred! So far he had been with George and Lee all day, and the day was dwindling down faster than she could gather her courage.
She managed to find them leaving the court yard, and Hermione decided to take her chance. She reached for her wand and muttered a spell that caused his bag to rip apart.
Fred cursed and bent down to gather his things. George and Lee followed suit, though he waved them away. "You go ahead… I'll catch up to you."
Hermione's heart soared. She finally had a chance! She felt bad for ruining his bag, so when she approached him she muttered the spell to repair it for him.
Fred glanced around, startled and then he smiled when he looked up and saw her. "Hey, Granger."
Her heart danced when he flashed her that smile. "Hi," she said shyly. She set the card down beside her and helped him gather the rest of his things.
"Thanks," he said as he flashed her that grin again.
Hermione nodded silently as they stood up. She saw him frown at something, and her heart raced as he picked up her card. "Don't forget this."
"Oh!" Her face turned beet red and she suddenly wanted to run away and never look at him again. Why had she thought this was a good idea? "It's… it's not mine," she stammered. "It's yours."
Fred's eyes widened as he looked down at the card. "Wow," he said as he looked at the cover. "Thank you."
She nodded and looked at the ground when he opened it.
"You're the best thing that's ever been mine…so won't you be mine?"
Hermione was pretty sure they both were blushing when he closed the card. Her heart danced again when he tucked a piece of hair behind her ear. He kissed her cheek and she could feel sparks all the way down to her toes.
And then he said the words, "Yes…I'll be yours."
