(A/N: Hey ya'll! I hope you're enjoying my story…I know some of my chapters are short, but that's just easier for me to keep my thoughts in line and not ramble. Haha. Anyway, I wanted to thank ya'll for all the reviews you're leaving and I just wanted to say hi! So….hi! Haha….enjoy the show—erm, story. :-D))
"When?" She said sleepily.
"Now!" Fred said, pulling the covers off of her and helping her out of bed. Once the covers had fallen away and she was standing by her bed, Fred stepped back and looked at her; he froze in mid-step. She stood next to her bed and blinked her eyes at him.
"What?" She asked, confused by his shocked expression. She looked down and realized what Fred was staring at. She was wearing her hot pink girl-briefs that said "Take me, I'm yours" and a tight fitting black t-shirt. She blushed as it dawned on her that Fred was seeing her in her underwear. She thought it was funny actually—they'd both had odd moment in bedrooms…concerning a lack of clothes…wasn't life ironic…
"Um, you see—I—well…FRED GO WAIT OUTSIDE!" She stage whispered so she wouldn't wake the other girls. He didn't hesitate to do what he was told, but hurried out of the girls dorm and shut the door behind him. Hermione picked up the jeans that she'd let fall to the floor next to her bed and slid them on over her tan legs and curvy hips. She buckled them, along with the white belt that was still looped into the jeans, and slid her feet into her tan sandals. She left the black shirt on, but pulled a white sweatshirt-jacket on over it. She hurried over to her mirror and put on a little bit of mascara and lip gloss, ran a brush through her hair, tied it back in a messy bun, and joined Fred outside her door.
"Okay, now what?" She said, closing the door behind her. Fred didn't say a word, he just grinned at her.
"Fred, where are we going…?" Hermione hissed. Fred had her by the hand and was dragging her through Hogwarts. It was dark, but Fred had taken Harry's Invisibility Cloak and used it to cover them. He didn't say anything, but let his hand slip from around her hand to around her waist as he hurried towards his final destination. He turned her down another row of corridors and suddenly stopped.
"Here we are." He said brightly. Hermione looked up and felt herself go weak in the knees. They were standing right outside Dumbledore's office.
"Are you sure you want to do this Miss Granger? Mr. Weasley?" Dumbledore said, looking down at Fred and Hermione as they stood in front of him. Hermione subconsciously slipped her hand into Fred's and he squeezed it lightly.
"Yes sir," They said together. Dumbledore nodded and picked up the book that lay open on the desk in front of him. He started to read allowed, pausing every now and again to let them repeat after him. Finally, he came to a close.
"Do you, Fredrick Michael Weasley take Hermione Emmaline Granger to be your lawfully wedded wife? To have and to hold from this day forward, to cherish, love, honor, and obey?" He said in his deep, mystical voice. Hermione already had tears in her eyes.
"I do." Fred said, stealing a glance at Hermione. He winked at her and squeezed both of her hands, which were held tightly in his own. They locked gazes and Hermione was afraid to look away.
"And do you, Hermione Emmaline Granger take Fredrick Michael Weasley to be your lawfully wedded husband from this day forward, to cherish, love, honor, and obey?" Hermione continued to stare into his big green eyes.
"I do." She said with a smile.
"Then you may kiss your bride." Dumbledore said as he closed the book and placed it on his desk in front of him. Fred grinned and stepped forward, pulling Hermione towards him. She hesitantly looked up at him as he lowered his lips to hers and gave her the kiss of her life. She had never in all her years of dating, kissing, and living been kissed in the way that Fred Weasley was kissing her. She slipped her arms around his middle as he covered her mouth with his own. He wrapped his arms around her shoulders and pulled her close to him. When he finally broke the kiss, he continued to hold her close and squeezed her tightly and kissed the top of her head. As he stepped away, Hermione almost lost her footing and fell over. Fred barely caught her. He laughed as she straightened up, blushing.
"I guess the words 'swept you off your feet' take on a new meaning don't they 'Mione?" He kissed her hand and whispered, "Wait for me by the door." As she past Dumbledore to the door, he smiled at her and winked.
"You've done a good thing." He whispered, then hugged her warmly. Hermione had never felt so happy in her whole life. Fred had a quick word with Dumbledore before she watched as Dumbledore hugged Fred as well. He grinned at Dumbledore quickly before rushing over and taking Hermione by the hand.
"C'mon Love, let's go."
He led her out of the castle and down towards the lake, where he slipped his cloak off his shoulders and spread it down on the ground. He sat on it, and pulled Hermione down with him, slipping his arm around her shoulders and pulling her close to him to keep her warm. She reached over and took his other hand in her own, looking at it, and gazing at the plain silver ring on his left ring finger.
"I can't believe we did it." She whispered, running her fingers over the top of his hand.
"I know…who'd have thought this time last week that we'd be married to each other?" He replied opening his hand and letting her turn it over to run her fingers over his palm. She suddenly closed her small hand over his and turned to face him. His arm fell from her shoulders when she moved.
"Fred, do you think this will work?" She asked calmly. He could take one look at her and tell that there was only a trace of doubt in those big brown eyes, a trace that would be dispelled with one word from him.
"I don't know…but I sure as hell hope so." He said, and it just felt right for Hermione to move towards him and let him wrap his strong arms around her as she buried her face in his neck. They sat that way for a long time, and it was only when the sun had started to rise that Fred decided Hermione needed to go back inside to bed.
"You're going to need rest. The next few days are going to be tough for you. I have no doubt people will have questions about this…" He said fingering her wedding ring, a simple silver band with a small jade colored stone set in the center, with a smaller white diamond on either side. It was unique…as fitted Hermione. She agreed and Fred helped her up and walked with her up to the castle, holding her hand in his and smiling at her. They walked in the doors to the castle, through the corridors, and up to Gryffindor Tower. Hermione didn't want him seen inside, so they decided to wait outside the portrait.
"I'll start looking for an apartment for us to live in…" Fred said. With him about to leave, it seemed awkward and both didn't want be without the other for much longer. They'd become very close friends; Hermione felt as if she knew Fred more than she knew Harry and Ron put together. She was definitely going to miss him. She threw her arms around his neck and buried her face in his neck once again. He lifted her off the ground and squeezed her tightly. As he set her on the floor once again, he pecked her on the cheek and waited for her to climb into the portrait hole.
"Write me…" She whispered as she went in, "And I'll see you during Winter Vacation…" She waved as the portrait hole swung shut behind her.
"Move on then, you…ah…Fred Weasley…I should've known you'd come back and wake me up once again!" The Fat Lady called down to Fred from her frame. "Always sneaking out to the kitchens late at night and coming in early in the morning…it's no wonder I never got any sleep!"
