~ Twin Terrors ~
~ Song: I Will Remember You: Sarah McLachlan ~
Hogwarts
8 years ago
September
Taking a calming breath, Hermione looks over to see that Ron and Harry were doing the same. Slowly smirking at them, Hermione whispers, "Last year."
"You can say that again," mutters Ron looking excited. Together they take their first steps back onto Hogwarts grounds. The familiar sounds of the nervous first years, the whistle of the train and Hagrid's booming voice brought a smile to all three.
"I wonder what this year has in store," ponders Harry as he waves to Hagrid.
"Whatever it is," states Ron clearly. "Mate, we're going to be right there with you."
"Expectably now that the wizarding world has decided to take this war seriously," comments Hermione looking displeased. "Enough of this depressing topic. What did Fred and George give you two before we boarded the train?" The war was just starting to become a topic of conversation among the wizarding world. Tension slowly seeps out of them as they take their place at the head of the Gryffindor Table.
Hogwarts
October
Since the beginning of Harry's sixth year, Voldemort has been sending them different threats. This happened as they once again defeated him in battle over the summer. The not so subtle threats arrived almost daily to Ron, Hermione and Harry. Taunting them, but Hermione's cool logic kept them from doing anything rash.
Many of the students and teachers found themselves praying at night for the trio. School was well into the mouth of October, when it became clear to everyone that there was a war going on outside of Hogwarts.
After a late night Quidditch match, Ronald and Ginny Weasley were almost murdered by a fellow classmate. The perpetrator thought Ginny was Harry when he attacked. The news rocked Hogwarts, since it was a student and a Gryffindor. It was Dennis Creevey under the Imperius curse.
It took Dumbledore one time to break Dennis of the cruse, after which he apologized profusely. Everyone thought that Denise was going to be expelled. Harry, Ron and Hermione stood up for him. Informing Dumbledore that the lower years need to be trained to throw off the curse.
Dumbledore agreed. Two days later several Aurors arrived to begin a special class called, 'Curse breaking.' Dennis and his brother Colin were among the first students to sign up for the class.
Hogwarts
December
Christmas Day brought about a serious change. Owl mail delivered its mail, dropping packages off to various students and teachers. At the Gryffindor table Hermione Granger received a rather large package. Thinking it was from her parents, she opened it up.
"Hey Mione," grumbles Ron eating his fired eggs. "You promised to help me with my Potions homework."
"Yes Ron," exasperatedly says Hermione fingering the lager parcel that was delivered by owl mail. It must be from my parents it is Christmas, but they already set me their gifts.
"Hey Mione," laughs Fred as he and George sit down next to her. Hermione narrows her eyes on Fred, watching him goof around with Ron's hair.
"Fred!" snaps Hermione pointing to Ron's head. "Change it back."
"Oh come on," groans Fred giving Hermione a pleading look. "You can't say that it doesn't look better."
"That's not the point," argues Hermione. Shaking her head, Hermione returns her focus to package. Pulling the string around the parcel, intending to open it when out of the left corner of her eye, she catches Fred waving his wand. "Fred! What are you doing?"
George was watching Hermione attempting to control the situation, when her parcel opened. It sprung open revealing what was inside. There laying in dried blood was the decapitated heads of Hermione's parents. Glancing quickly to his right, George notes that Hermione's attention is focused on Fred. Whipping out his wand, George mutters a sealing charm before Hermione notices.
"Miss Granger," barks Professor McGonagall rushing over to the Gryffindor Table. "Come with me to the headmaster's office." George watches Hermione pale and get up. "Mister Weasley," suggests Professor McGonagall placing a guiding hand on Hermione's back. "I suggest that you have Dumbledore look that package over immediately."
"Yes madam," whispers George. Using his wand, George levitates the package over the Head Table where Dumbledore was talking to Professor Snape and his father. This is going to be ugly. I wouldn't want to be the one who tells her.
That Christmas was a sober one in Gryffindor Tower. Instead of dealing with the trauma of her parent's death, Hermione quickly fell into a deep depression. Looking overly pale and falling behind in her schoolwork, she had everyone of her teacher's worried that she would do something rash.
Hogwarts
January
The something rash came in the form of George Weasley. Who was sick and tired of watching Hermione just waste away day after day. Taking it upon himself to bring her out of her depression and start dealing with her grief, George boldly informed all of Hermione's teachers that she wouldn't be going to class that day.
After trying Dungboms, Itchy Beard, Taffy Tongues and Chocolate Smirks without getting a single reaction, George decided to take desperate measure and committee what Hermione would consider a sacrilege.
Looking to Harry for help George asks, "Harry, mate. The time has come that I need your help to help Hermione."
Looking rather intrigued, Harry responses, "Where and how?"
"I need you and Ron to make sure the common room is empty," requests George. After Harry nods George adds, "And I need you to remove Hermione's wand from her person."
"Why?" asks Harry slightly confused. Pulling Harry closer, George whispers his plan into Harry's ear. "Bloody Hell! George, she'll kill you!"
"At least she'll react," comments George looking nervous. "Plus, I have my own, so it won't be hers."
"It better not be," mutters Harry before sighing heavily and agreeing to help. Knowing that Hermione was without her wand, George felt more secure about committing this sacrilege. Secure in the fact that Hermione couldn't hex him into hell for what he was about to do.
Arranging the common room just so, George places Hermione's favorite book next to the comfy chairs. Offering up a prayer, when Hermione sat down in it, George set his plan into motion.
Tripping over Hermione's: Hogwarts A History and thus ripping several hundred pages. Glancing over up to see Hermione's horrified face, George smoothers his smirk. "Well, this is no good," laughs George as he proceeds to pick up the torn pages and throws them into the fire.
"What the blood hell are you doing!" screams Hermione putting herself down for her wand. Realizing that she didn't have her wand, she physically went at George.
Several bruises, two lose teeth and three busted fingers later, he hides his grin as he comforts a hysterical Hermione. George tells her many corny jokes, getting her to slightly laugh.
Hogwarts
February
As Valentine's Day approached, love letters started to arrive for each of the Golden Trio. Both Harry and Ron would blush profusely as they opened each one at the table. Hermione on the other hand would carefully slip her letters into the pocket of her robes. Making sure that neither Harry nor Ron would notice.
Alone in her room, Hermione would lift the parchment up to her nose. Inhaling the lingering scent before opening the letter. Each one was from the same individual. Some letters contained poetry, and some had bits of songs. While the other letters brought Hermione to tears, by benign deep and touching saying how much he missed her and loved everything about her.
Smiling smugly to herself, Hermione was amused to see that she had successfully kept her relationship a secret. Entering the dinning hall on Valentine's Day, she was really looking forward to her next letter. But when owl post came, she didn't receive any letters. Depression swamps her. Feeling her eyes sting, Hermione blinks her eyes.
"What the bloody hell," hisses Ron looking at the entranceway. "Is he doing here?" Glancing up, Hermione instantly spots the flaming red head that Ron's complaining about. Drinking in the sight of him, Hermione softly smiles as he makes his way over.
"Probably here because of the Order," offers Harry. "We can ask him, he's coming this way."
"George," greets both Harry and Ron while Hermione remains silent.
"What are you doing here," demands Ron narrowing his eyes at his brother.
George smirks at his brother, not bothering to answer his question. Scrunching down so that he was eye level with Hermione, George grins devilishly at her. "Miss Granger," asks George looking directly into her chocolate brown eyes. "Will you do me the honor of going to the Valentine's Day Dance with me?"
Staring into George's mesmerizing mischievous blue eyes, a radiate smile blooms across her face. "Yes," laughs Hermione. "Mister Weasley, it would be my pleasure." Lowering her eyes, Hermione spots for the first time a beautiful fresh red rose. "Oh, George," gasps Hermione when he places the rose into her hands. Seconds later when Hermione titles her head back up, George steals a lingering kiss.
"What?" demands Harry looking faintly shocked as Ron just sits there gasping for air. "How? Why wasn't I informed?"
Later that night at the dance it became obvious to everyone that they were together. In the common room after the dance George made it official in a very Weasley twin way. He actually pranked her, and she let him get away with it.
Hogwarts
April
The dinning hall was completely decked out in all of the four house's colors for the graduating class. Standing in line, right behind Lavender Brown, Hermione starts to feel unusually tense as other student's parents and friends applaud. Reliantly Hermione steps onto the stage.
Loud whistles, her name loudly shouted out repeatedly, causes Hermione's face to flame as she greets Professor McGonagall. With tears stinging her eyes, Hermione and Professor McGonagall give each other a hug. Stepping off the stage Hermione was engulfed in a bear hug from George.
"I'm so proud of you," says George as he lifts her off her feet.
"George," admonishes Mrs. Weasley as she steps forward. "You're parents would have right proud of you, Hermione," states Mrs. Weasley as she gives Hermione a bear hug of her own.
In the common room, sometime after the festivities sat everyone from the Weasley family. George had his arms wrapped around a tired Hermione as Ron and Harry were once again playing another game of wizarding chess.
Noticing that Mrs. Weasley looks slightly anxious, Hermione asks, "Is everything alright, Mrs. Weasley?"
"Oh, fine dear," dismisses Mrs. Weasley tonelessly. At her tone, all of her children even Hermione and Harry stop what they're doing. Each is looking at Mrs. Wealsey like she's a bomb that's ready to go off.
"Alright," grumbles Mr. Weasley giving his wife a stern look. "Out with it." Seeing his wife's confused expression. Arthur presses, "The only time you use that tone is when something's wrong or you're trying to pull a Fred and George."
Puzzled, Hermione whispers to George, "What a Fred and George?"
Smirking, George replies, "It's a complicated scheme." Pursing her lips, Hermione watches Mr. Weasley weasel what's bothering Mrs. Weasley.
"Fine," snaps Molly highly irritated. "It's bothering me, wondering where Hermione and Harry will be living now that they're finished with school. Everyone knows that the Dursley's are refusing to let Harry stay with them. And poor Hermione, well…" gesturing towards Hermione, Mrs. Weasley lets out a tired sigh.
"They'll stay with us," states Mr. Weasley looking nonplused. "What do you kids think?" asks Mr. Weasley looking at his various children around the room. "Does that sound good to you?"
"Hell yeah!" resounding from the boys as Ginny shouts, "Yes! Another girl in the house."
"Well," asks Mrs. Weasley looking between Harry and Hermione. Extremely grateful Hermione was too choked up to verbally answer but nods her head. While Harry jumps up and down radiant with joy.
"I guess that answers that," laughs Mr. Weasley kissing his wife soundly on the mouth.
Hogwarts
November
As preparations for the continuing battle take place. The Order meets several times daily to discuss strategies that would benefit them. Stress, tension and fear from the constant battles, forces everyone to evaluate their priorities. Hermione and George make their relationship a priority, spending as much time with each other as they can.
Everyone was coming to the Burrow for Thanksgiving, so two days before Molly has Ginny, Hermione, George, Fred and Remus helping to clean the house. By the end of the first day, the outside was done along with half the inside.
At the end of the second day, it was just Hermione, George and Molly cleaning the house. When Molly was satisfied that the house was clean, she was apprehensive about having enough food for everyone that was coming.
That night late in his room, George looks over his plans for the next day. Holding a small black box in his palm, George closes his eye trying to come up with a memorable speech.
Clearing his throat, George starts, "Hermione, I have always admired your intelligence, your loyalty and your willingness to stand by others. What I'm trying to get at is I want you to stand by my side, the rest of my life. Will you marry me?"
"Yes," croaks out Hermione startling George. Hermione shakily walks over to George, wrapping their arms around each other. Before either knew it, they were kissing passionately. They didn't even notice that they were moving, pulling each other down onto George's bed.
The Final Battle
Hogwarts
January 7 years ago
Earlier before the crack dawn, Professor Snape returned half dead from one of Voldemort's retreats. Bring with him news of a surprise attack on Hogwarts. Voldemort was planning to attack with everything he had. Although surprised, Dumbeldore quickly started to give orders. All grades under fifth were to stay in their dormitories. The rest were to report to the dinning hall ready to go to war.
That morning in the dinning hall, George pleaded with Hermione to stay inside Hogwarts. Saying that she should work with Madam Pomfrey and Ginny, knowing that she would be safe from the furious battle. Bluntly refusing, Hermione stated that her place was on the battlefield with her best friends and her fiancée.
Hermione took the time to see everyone, giving them hugs, along with words of encouragement, and last minute instructions. George even found her in a group hug with Harry and Ron, crying her eyes out. That was until Ron signals for him to rescue them from her. Noticing that Hermione looked overly pale, George asked if she was all right. Hermione dismissed her paleness saying that she was just nervous about the upcoming battle.
Puffs of breaths are evident on the chilly air. It has just passed eight o'clock in the morning. Tension is extremely high, as witches and wizards tightly grip their wands moving into formation. Coming to stand next to Harry, George could barely see over the boy's head. Not a single word is spoken, everyone knowing that today was the finial show down. George offers up one last prayer before all hell breaks lose.
The battle was nothing short of horrific. Green lights flash every which way putting everyone more on guard. Bright ugly bursts of red, purple and bright yellow show deadly curses being cast. Loud bombs, made by the Weasley twin made hearing anything almost impossible.
Three hours later as the fog clears, it was abundantly clear that their side won. The air had a horrid putrid smell as the ground was coated with the injured and the dead. Breathing hard, George wipes the sweat off his face.
"GEORGE!" is shouted out.
"YEAH?" George shouts out right before he was plowed into by a sobbing Ginny.
"Oh thank Merlin," cries Ginny. "We couldn't find you!" Gathering his sister close to him, George feels elated. Smiling brightly, he picks her up and swings her about. "George! What is Hermione going to do with you?"
"Marry me and put me in my place," offers a joking George. Looking around, George notices the rest of his family is waving to him from the outskirts of Hogwarts. "Where's Hermione?"
Taking a breath, Ginny answers, "I thought she was with you."
"HERMIONE!" shouts George waiting a few seconds for answer. But receiving none. Dread his him in his stomach. "HERMIONE! WHERE ARE YOU?"
George and several others spent the next few weeks relentlessly looking for Hermione in the chaos that followed. Other were looking for Neville Longbottom, it seems that he too had just disappeared. Neither spell nor animal could find a trace of her. There are no records of her after that day.
Until Later