Since it's Sydrianfan4ever's fault I wrote this, it's for her :D Here ya go Syd :D

Character - Hermione Granger

Prompt - Hopeless

Pairing - Hermione/Fred (My first ever)

"I know you don't love him," he murmured, though his voice carried to her in the silence.

"I do," she replied, forcefully.

"Are you trying to convince me or yourself?" he replied, sitting down on the step she was residing on.

"I'm getting married in a month, to your brother. Please, don't do this," she whispered.

"I love you, Hermione, why won't you do what's right?"

"I am."

She walked away from him, refusing to allow him to see her tears, refusing to look at him, refusing to admit he was right.

xxxxx

"Why would she do this to me Harry?"

Ron stared morosely into the glass in his hand, before draining it and placing it on the bar, gesturing to the barman for another.

"I don't know, but maybe it's for the best. Neither of you seemed all that happy at dinner the other night."

Harry took a drink of his butterbeer. He was staying sober, knowing that if Ron kept downing the firewhiskey, he would need to save him from doing something stupid later.

"She ditched me three weeks before our wedding. How is that for the best?"

"If she isn't happy, it's better she tells you know instead of after the wedding. I'm sorry mate, you know I'm not very good at this stuff."

"I thought she loved me."

"She does, just, maybe not the way you want her too.

xxxxx

"Fred, just go and see her, stop moping around, Merlin man, you're hopeless," George whined. Fred had been in a bad mood for weeks, and even though George knew why, he was still bored of it.

"She doesn't want to see me. She blames me for her calling the wedding off."

"Did she say that?"

"Well, no, but..."

"No but nothing. Fred, she called the wedding of because she loves you, not Ron. I'm thinking that she's probably in her flat, moping around the same way you are, thinking that she called the wedding off for nothing because you haven't been to see her. You can be stupid at times."

"Do you really think so?"

"No, I said it for laughs. Yes, I really think so, so go, get some flowers of something, and get out of the shop. You're scaring the customers."

xxxx

A Knock sounded, and she sighed, knowing it would not be the only person she wanted to see. Padding through her flat, wearing an old t-shirt and shorts and her slippers, she answered the door.

A bunch of flower's in her face greeted her, and she stepped back quickly. Taking the flower's gingerly, she looked at the man behind the flowers.

"You took your time," she told him, a small smile gracing her pretty face.

"I didn't think you would want to see me," he replied, looking slightly uncomfortable, but returning her smile.

She stood back to let him in, closing the door behind him.

"You can be stupid at times, you know that?"

"I got told that recently. Must be catching."

"If you dare to tell me I have anything in common with George Weasley, you can get out now," she replied, though the laugh at the end spoiled the effect.

Fred grinned, sliding his hands around her waist.

"I love you Hermione."

"I love you too."

Also written for the Monthly OneShot Competition for prompt #47 Smile