So sorry that I haven't updated earlier; things have been a little twisted for me lately and I hadn't had the time to write. I may even post another chapter today, but no promises. Thanks to my wonderful reviewers berryness, DHrKindaHott, LoganLover8128, Sweet Cherry Cutie, DiMeraslover, maddie00reader, mommylee963 and Rebecca Blair.
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Keep Holding On
Hermione was beaming; never in her life had she ever felt this happy. She was getting married, and had a beautiful ring; and a way out of her betrothal. Sitting at her place at the table, Hermione waited for the others; she and Fred had decided to announce the engagement right way.
Once everyone was seated Fred stood up, "I have an announcement." He said, gaining the attention of everyone at the table. "Hermione and I are getting married."
Silence enveloped the house, not one of the member's t the table knew how to react. It was a huge shock. "That's fucking brilliant" Ron snarled, immediately leaving the room.
Hermione looked down, she knew that she wasn't ever going to talk to Ron again, but they had been friends for years and his rejection hurt. "Don't worry about him Mione" Ginny said, taking her hand. "He's a prick."
"How...when...I don't think I understand what you just said" Mrs. Weasley gushed, confusion written all over her face. It wasn't as though she wasn't happy; it was just a little sudden. She didn't even know that Hermione and Fred were together prior to this.
"I believe Fred and Hermione are getting married dear." Mr Weasley said looking away from the muggle paper he had acquired.
"Yes I know what he said! " Mrs. Weasley snapped, irritated.
"Mrs. Weasley, there is more to this." Hermione said, looking down at her lap. The room was growing tense; this isn't how Hermione had planned it to go at all. She was hoping that they would be happy for the both of them; no questions asked. Obviously they were going to go the hard way about it.
"More to it? Well I should hope that there is more to it; you're getting married." Mrs. Weasley said,
"Mum, Hermione had a situation" Fred said, looking over at Hermione reassuringly. "And we are hoping this will help her out of it".
"A situation? Are you telling me that you're not getting married because you're in love?" Mrs. Weasley questioned, frustration written across her face. Clearly she didn't agree with how Hermione and Fred had come about their engagement.
"Mum" Ginny interrupted, seeing Hermione's discomfort, "Hermione was betrothed to Malfoy" at Ginny's last word the room fell silent. Not one member who was left at the table had anything else to add to that; and Hermione was growing more uncomfortable by the second.
"Excuse me I need to" Hermione gushed, abruptly standing and leaving the dining room, head out to the garden. Plonking herself on a bench Hermione cried, her adoptive family weren't taking this as well as she thought they would've.
Her head was spinning; she didn't know what to do. She wasn't even sure if marrying Fred would get her out of her predicament. Kneeling over her legs Hermione vomited, everything had been too much pressure. Clenching her eyes closed tight, she leaned back up and grabbed her wand; quickly cleaning up the mess.
"Mione?" Ginny called, walking around the corner to where Hermione was sitting. Hermione looked up at Ginny, her tears still running gently down her face. Ginny sat next to Hermione, placing a comforting arm around her. "Don't worry Mione, it'll work out."
"How ca-can you be su-sure?" Hermione choked, tears flowing more rapidly down her cheeks.
"Because it has to be" Ginny said, giving Hermione a soft smile. Hermione smiled back and hugged Ginny.
Fred stared at the doorway where Hermione left, was she really that upset about what his mothers had said? "Fred...Fred...FRED!" Mr Weasley said, waving his hand around in front of Fred's face.
"Huh, what?"
"Your mother just headed into the garden, she wants to talk with Hermione." Mr Weasley said, patting Fred on the back. Fred eyes opened wide and he sprinted into the garden.
"I'm sorry dear, but Fred doesn't know what he's doing" Mrs. Weasley said, staring down at Hermione who had more tears running down her cheeks.
"Mum!" Ginny scolded, "Fred knows exactly what he's doing"
"Ginevra Weasley, I brought you up to respect your parents. Do NOT talk to me like I don't know what I am talking about. Clearly Fred is very confused at the moment; and so is Hermione. I will not allow them to marry like THIS!"
Hermione stared at the ground, drowning out the sounds of Ginny and her mother arguing about what was right and wrong for her and Fred. Wasn't that up to them? If they wanted to be wed and be together forever, wasn't that their choice; no matter what the circumstances are?
"Ginny go back inside and straight to your room! I will not have you talk to me like this!" Mrs. Weasley snapped, turning around and pointing towards the house; watching Fred sprint around the corner.
Fred sat himself next to Hermione and hugged her; he felt so stupid for letting them get into a situation like this. "Mum, we're leaving." Fred announced, scoping Hermione into his arms and heading back to the house.
"Leaving? You can't leave!" Mrs. Weasley babbled, following Fred towards the house.
"I can and I will mum. Don't bother trying to stop me." Fred snapped, pushing the kitchen door open and heading up the stairs.
"Arthur, Fred says he and Hermione are leaving."
"Yes Molly, I heard." Arthur replied, flicking through the newspaper.
"Well aren't you going to stop them?"
"No dear." Molly glared at her husband and stormed up the stairs, determined to stop Fred and Hermione.
Fred placed Hermione on his bed and packed his all of his belongings into his trunk. He never thought his mother would react like this. Merlin knows why she did; she should have been happy. "Fred, where are we going to go?" Hermione whispered, rolling onto her side.
"I don't know." Fred replied looking out the window. "Let's go and pack your stuff." Hermione nodded at Fred and stood up, following Fred through the house to Ginny's room.
Ginny looked up when she heard her door open. "What's going on? Fred, why have you got your trunk?"
"We're leaving Gin." Hermione explained, crouching down next to her trunk and swiftly packing her belongings.
"Oh" Ginny replied, watching Fred bend over helping Hermione pack her stuff. "Where are you going?"
"I don't know Ginny. Hogsmeade; maybe." Fred replied, straightening up and shrinking their trunks to fit in his pocket.
"Can I come?"
Hermione glanced over at Fred; she was anticipating this reaction from Ginny. "Fine." Fred said, waving his wand and packing Ginny's stuff; shrinking the trunk and stuffing it into his pocket. "Now let's go."
Hermione grabbed Fred arm and Ginny did the same, looking out the doorway into the hall. The room started to feel smaller, and Hermione felt her body being pulled through a tube. The last thing she saw was Mrs. Weasley outraged face; watching them apparate away.
