Confidence in Love
Authors Note: I hope you enjoy it. I personally adore Fred/Hermione stories so I decided to write one, but as you can tell it is my first so please review and tell me if it's any good because it would be really encouraging to know what you think of it. Thanks!
Chapter 1
"Oh my God this is getting so annoying!" yelled Hermione in frustrated anger as she flung herself face down on her bed. Parvati barely looked up from the trashy magazine she was reading on her bed.
"What now." She said disinterestedly.
"He asked me to go out with him!"
Parvati looked up, suddenly interested.
"Who? Harry? Wow he finally got on with it!"
"No, me and Harry will always be just friends" she replied a little sadly.
Parvati snorted. Hermione glared at her.
"No, it was Ron actually."
Parvati's eyes widened, "As in Ron, Ronald Weasley, the annoying redhead, bad kisser, Ron Weasley?"
"He is not!"
"Aha so he kissed you aswell, was he good?"
"No, I actually meant the annoying redhead bit. As if I would EVER kiss him!"
Parvati frowned, "Did you say yes?" she said, hopeful as ever for more gossip.
Hermione raised an eyebrow, "To what?" giving Parvati a weird look.
Parvati rolled her eyes. "He asked you to go out with him… duh"
Hermione replied with a snort. "What do you think!"
Parvati looked confused.
"Duh I said no. God what do you think I am, he's a boy!" She shivered in disgust. She continued. "Anyway if you are done quizzing me I have to go to the library. I have some homework from McGonagall that is due in next week."
"So, do it later. You've got a whole week. Oh yeah, I forgot, you're Hermione Granger, super geek, the perfect prefect, teachers pet, the library mouse. Oh and yeah the Perfect match for super super geek Percy Weasley." She replied in a sarcastic voice then rolling her eyes and turning back to her trashy magazine.
Hermione reeled in anger and shock. How dare she!
"But, but, what! You're my friend, why would you say something like that to me?"
"Yeah right, like you actually have friends. Losers without boyfriends don't have friends they have books and teachers to chat to about something you have in common, like homework or anything else you think of as fun."
"You cow!" Hermione felt tears begin to well up in her eyes.
"Aah little diddums crying! Too sensitive for the outside world obviously. Go run to the library, maybe some of your precious books will make you feel better." She said in a spiteful tone.
As soon as she ran out the door the flow of tears just wouldn't stop. They streamed down her face as she ran as fast and as far as she could. Away from that spiteful cow of a friend. What had made her say those things? She stopped. Her legs felt wobbly and she was dizzy. She had run for ages and was suddenly overcome by a tidal wave of exhaustion. She leant against the wall and slid down till she reached the floor. She tried to breathe deeply and calm herself down. She never wanted to see Parvati again.
She almost screamed when she realised that she would have to. After all, she shared a dorm with her.
"Oh God." She muttered. She felt like crying all over again. She looked around. The corridor was empty. It looked generally unused. A plan started to form in her mind. Maybe she could just stay here and sneak back when she was asleep, take some of her stuff, then sleep the rest of the night in the common room. It sounded like a better plan than having to face Parvati. She heaved a sigh of relief now that she had figured out what she was going to do.
She was just drifting off to sleep in the common room having got her stuff from her dorm without waking anyone, when she heard footsteps. Then came a familiar voice, "Hermione, what on earth are you doing down here?"