Sorry! I would have finished this early but I went to float down the river, and it took longer than I expected *cough*6 hours*cough* So it was an all day thing, my hands are killing me, so I hope your happy with this, cause it REALLY hurt to type it, and that's also why its short. Plus, I was just getting my brain going again XD
A/N Do not own anything really
5am...
Hermione woke up with the biggest smile on her face, because of two reasons, one, she's marrying Fred Weasley, two, well what's better than that? She looked at the sleeping man beside her; he mumbled something about Ron eating something. She shook her head, "I think I'm the luckiest girl alive," she whispered. Fred stirred but didn't wake up, Hermione wanted to snuggle him to death, but then he wouldn't be around anymore, so she couldn't do that. She decided to just go back to sleep.
A couple hours later...
"Mione, are you awake?" Fred asked quietly, he didn't want to wake up George too. Hermione groaned, and turned away from Fred, he smiled, and looked at the clock, 7 am, he figured she wouldn't wake up for another hour, "Mione, I think I might be in lo..."
"Fred? What time is it?" Hermione cut off Fred, she sounded tired and groggy, "Oh sorry, what were you saying?" she rolled to face him this time.
"Huh? Oh, uh nothing, nothing important..." he rolled to face the wall, "totally not important..." Fred mumbled, 'Of course she doesn't feel the same way..."
Hermione sighed, "Well, if it's not important why are you facing the wall and not me? Do I have morning breath? Oh god! That's it isn't it?!" Hermione shot out of bed and bolted towards the bathroom. She came out two minutes later, glaring at Fred, "I don't have morning breathe, what's with you?"
"Nothing, I said it wasn't important, can you let it go?" Fred sat up in the bed, he looked at Hermione, she was wearing one of his shirts and a pair of boxers too, considering she didn't have any of her clothes at his place, she'd have to deal with that.
Hermione started to blush, "What? Why do you keep staring?"
Fred smirked, "No reason, I was just thinking that you look bloody gorgeous in my clothes,"
Hermione's jaw dropped, "You know, I'm not going to let you off the hook; I want to know what you were going to say to me. But if you won't tell me, I'm going back to the Burrow to tell Mrs. Weasley that I'm going to stay there with her forever and ever, and never visit you," she smirked, it wasn't much, but it had to do something to affect Fred, hopefully.
Fred looked at his hands, Hermione could swear that he was turning red, lobster red, "Do you really want to know? Or can you wait a little while; I need to think about how to say it, so a couple of days? Please, that's all I'm asking for," he was pleading to her, Fred Weasley, the one of the best pranksters, was pleading to Hermione.
She started laughing, "Sorry, I know it's not nice to laugh, but I just pictured you on your knees begging me to stay,"
Fred climbed out of bed, "Like this?" he got on his knees, "Oh Mione! Please don't go! I need you! I could never live without you! Well, I can...but I am totally, completely in love with you," and with that, he got up and quickly got dressed and apparated. Leaving Hermione standing there, completely shocked.
"Fred just said he loved me, no was completely in love with me..." she whispered.
So, what do you think? Too short I know, I promise a longer one next time, that just means it'll take longer to type. Review please!
