Disclaimer: Damn, damn, damn…being angry doesn't even get me close to even owning them…
(A/N: amwong88…that was interesting what you pointed out. And for you I'll explain. He's saying that he doesn't care since she isn't Angelina. That's why the impact is huge, through his eyes Hermione isn't the girl of his dreams…or something like that. Lol)
Chapter Seventeen
Semi truce, some hope and then there's falling…
The sound of birds chirping threw me awake. Was it morning already? Where was I? I could feel something really warm beside me. It felt like a body. What happened? I remember standing in the rain yelling and screaming at the redhead. Now I was on a bed underneath the covers embraced by this body. We were very close. I moved my head and hit his chin as I heard him groan but didn't wake. I opened my eyes to see that my assumption was right. I was sleeping beside my fiancé. The question was why were we so close? What happened? I hope that what I was thinking wasn't true.
There was no way. I rose slowly into a sitting position as his long arms sank lower to rest on my thighs seeing it had been on my waist before. I searched around the room to see that we were still at the burrow and that George and Katie were in the same room this time. Their heads just visible from beneath the covers. They looked so sweet together. I remember most of our conversation. I was angry that he was being so selfish and I told him that I didn't want o marry him anymore. But after that it was suddenly blank. Did I pass out again? I couldn't remember.
When I felt his skin on my skin I realized that I was no longer wearing the clothes I had been caught in the rain with. I looked down to see that I was in an over sized striped pajama top. The color I could tell was blue and wearing it made me feel very tiny. It reached pass my knees. I had on a pair of shorts underneath the shirt, which I knew belonged to Ginny. My hair was now very wavy going back to its natural state and my lips felt very chapped. Other then that I didn't think anything else happened. I looked down at his sleeping frame which was so peaceful it made my heartache.
For the first time now it looked like the weight of the world wasn't on his shoulders. He seemed so content in sleep. If there was a reason to get married to him it was because of this. I never noticed before that the freckles a line across his nose as well, just like Ron but he didn't have as many. I saw little scratches marked along his face where I had hit him last night or I hope that it was. Seeing that most of the time when I did wake up certain lengths of time had pass by.
Why did I feel the sudden need to touch him? Aren't you still upset with him? I found myself asking. That's right. I am. But it was as if my body wasn't mine and my hand darted out and ran itself along his cheek. The feeling of it was a bit rougher then I had picture but it felt smooth as I trailed my fingers slowly down towards his throat. His jaw line was toned differently from the female flesh. It was thicker. Then I felt his hand grab mine and his eyes shot open. He didn't say a word as he stared at me.
"Morning." I spoke trying to create a calm and very drama free atmosphere before breakfast.
"Why do you love me?" He asked sitting up now and turning to face me. His one hand still holding on to mine.
"Fred…" I started.
"You didn't answer me. You passed out after that and I'm just a bit curious." He said interrupting me. I had said something along the line of that. My face grew warm.
"I don't know." That part was at least the truth.
"You don't know or you don't want to tell me?" He moved closer.
"Maybe a little from column A and maybe a little from column B." I smiled.
"Okay." He shrugged. "But just so we're clear, you and me are still getting married this Sunday no exceptions."
"But I told you how I feel. I don't want to marry you." I shot at him trying to pull away.
"You were exhausted you didn't know what you were saying." He answered which got him a scorning look from me.
"Why are you such a prat? I won't marry you and you can't make me." I said loudly.
"Okay you don't have to marry me but I'm not so sure that the law will be too please at your reject of our bond." He continued to shrug. That stupid law.
"Why do you still want to marry me? Weren't you the one in the first place claiming that this marriage isn't going to work?" I retorted.
"I still believe that but I will be a man of my word and do what is asked of me." He answered.
"I'm sure there's more to this then just your words." I snorted the reply back at him.
"You never can tell with something like this, can you now?" He smirked. "And Ginny changed you so you don't get the wrong idea. I mean I offered her assistances but she flat out refused me."
"Whose shirt am I wearing?" I asked looking down at myself.
"It's George, but don't tell him. He doesn't like the idea of anyone sleeping in his clothes." Fred responded. Really? Why was I wearing George clothing out of all the people in the house? Why not Ron's or Harry's? Then I realized that he was just teasing me. "You look good in my clothing." He winked. I found myself blushing. He was so good looking even after just waking up. His hair was just begging for my hands to run through them. Focus Hermione. I ordered myself staring at the amazing blue eyes he had.
"I'm still mad at you so don't try to smooth talk your way out of this one." I warned him still trying to pull out of his grip.
"Wouldn't dream of it." He said as he pulled me closer to him. Remembering the wedding I thought of their trip to Sweden.
"Are you really opening a shop all the way there? Sweden I mean. Are me and Katie coming with you?" I asked.
"This is a solo trip for me and George, before you jump to any conclusions we aren't staying long, just a couple of days to see where we want our shop. And Harry has informed me of your upcoming exams and that would not be a thing to miss." He explained. That was true I need to remain here for my exams. "Katie has to visit relatives too so she'll be busy."
"Why Stockholm?" I was still confused.
"Our shop was a big demand there." I watched his face as he continued to stare at me. There was definitely some sort of hunger growing behind those blue eyes. My hand involuntary went up and caressed his cheek once again.
"Do they hurt?" I asked trailing a finger long the red marks that had been left behind.
"Nope." He shook his head. And we drew closer together. It was like a gravity pull.
"Oh Merlin, why are you two hesitating so much? Why can't you just kiss and make up already? And let us get back to sleep." George voice came at us. We turned our heads to see him and Katie sitting up watching us laughing. I dropped my hand from his cheeks and turned to get off the bed. But I felt two strong arms take hold of me pulling me into his bare chest. I hadn't even realized that he was half naked. Then I felt his breath on my skin.
"No good bye." He whispered in my ear, sending chills down my back.
"Not one." I replied which got me a kiss on the neck and I heard Katie and George cheering. "Go back to sleep." I told them angling my head around Fred's giant frame to see them.
"Why sleep? When all the excitement is right there." George answered which got him a pillow in the face.
It was near nine when everyone was up and ready to go about their business.
"Hermione I'm free today if you want to go get your dress?" Ginny offered as I sat down at the table.
"Sure I'm just swinging by the hospital to collect some stuff, and then the whole day I'm all yours." I smiled at her.
"Wish she said that to you don't you Fred?" George joked jabbing his twin in the ribs.
"All the time." Fred winked to his twin. "But Katie had no problem saying that to me last night." I heard Katie gasp and smack Fred on the arm.
"Ah… touché." George laughed.
"Oh I hope my parents will be back in time for the wedding." I sighed looking out the window.
"They'll be here, not to worry Hermione dear." Mrs. Weasley smiled warmly to me.
"Mum, where are Bill and Fleur this morning? Bill said that he take me to the ice cream parlour before lunch." Ginny asked looking around the table.
"Bill and Fleur left with Remus and Tonks this morning to get the papers for the couples in this household so it'll be easier to keep track of who got married what day and such things." Mrs. Weasley answered her redhead daughter.
"Isn't that what we do after we sign the contracts, should they be on there already?" Katie asked.
"This is just one more for the record." Mrs. Weasley remained smiling as she places the eggs, sausages and bacon onto the center of the table.
"The ministry of magic think we non important folks are to dumb to remember when we got married. Seeing as there will be an anniversary in the coming year. But I think they forgot we're all marrying girls and they're sure simple men can't remember such things." George added his input.
"But men don't remember most of the things half the time anyways. I mean you'd forget your own name if people didn't call you by it once in awhile." Katie chimed in.
"True, but I'm sure as hell not going to admit that." George laughed. I looked over to Fred because his usual comments were missing.
"Where's Harry and Ron." I asked noticing their absences.
"They were up all night talking about quidditch and it looks like they'll be down for the day." Ginny said bitterly.
"It's okay we're going shopping." I tried.
"Yes, that'll be fun." She agreed as we all begun eating.
"Where's Dad? Charlie and Alicia?" Ginny asked now not seeing them here as well.
"Charlie's at work. Your father's at the office. And Alicia went to see her grandmother." Mrs. Weasley answered. At the mention of work she turned to look at Fred and George who were talking to each other and didn't even notice.
"Aren't you two going to be late?" Ginny asked looking at the twins.
"No, but we'll leave now seeing as so many of you want us here." Fred said sarcastically. They stood up to go. George bent down to kiss Katie.
"Come to the shop after you're done shopping." Fred turned to me, when I nodded, him and George walked to the fireplace and were gone.
"Where's Lavender?" Me and Ginny said unison.
"She's probably still upstairs sleeping as well." Mrs. Weasley answered looking unsure.
"That isn't fair at all. Everyone gets to sleep beside the person they're going to marry and Harry and I can't." Ginny whined staring at her mum.
"You take up that argument with all your brothers and your dad. And we'll see who's coming out the victor." Mrs. Weasley told her.
"My brothers are all prats the lot of them." Ginny snarled reaching for her pumpkin juice.
"Hermione dear you know that Fred's willing to paying for the whole wedding including your dress?" That was said out of the blue.
"My father will be paying for half. I mean this is his only daughter's wedding after all." I replied. Why he did want to pay for the whole thing? That was so expensive.
"As his bride, this is what he wants for you." Oh just perfect.
"My dad is going to pay for half." I said stubbornly. "And as sweet as the gesture is I believe that we are both going into this relationship as equals."
"Of course dear. Fred was just telling me this is all." She turned and continued to cook.
"I'm sorry that was rude of me, Mrs. Weasley. I'm just still a bit annoyed about everything." I stood up to rest a hand on her shoulder.
"Not to worry my dear." She turned to smile at me.
"Did you know that the guys want to have a stag party? I overheard Bill mention it to Charlie. Do you want to do something like that for all the brides to be?" Ginny said to me as we were upstairs getting ready to go to Diagon Alley. "I never realized how tiny you are Hermione. In that shirt you look like a small child." I glanced down at myself seeing his massive flannel pajama top on me. It when down just pass my knees when I stood.
"Thanks for being the one to change me last night." I said remembering Fred's words earlier.
"No problem, I used a small spell to dry you before I changed you. It's gross to sleep in wet underwear." She smiled then she paused. "Hermione I should be the one apologizing seeing that if I hadn't pointed all of my brother's flaws on him he wouldn't have said what he said and you wouldn't have taken off like that. I was just so caught up with how you felt I didn't bother to actually ask you how you felt." Ginny was standing so close to me, and I threw my arms around her.
"I'm glad you did. I finally found out how he feels." I told her.
"That isn't how he really feels Hermione. Fred does love Angelina I'll be honest but I know for a fact that he didn't mean what he said about not caring if you're ready or not. It's just his pheromones are going into over drive and he doesn't know what to do. Professor Lupin said that he must have perfect control over himself because he hasn't done anything to you yet. He says that this state of the development the mate would have already been claimed. No one knows how he's staying so sane." Ginny explained. "You know about the basic instinct rules don't you? It's just natural for him to want you."
"Why is this only happening to me?" I asked as we released each other.
"Because you're special." She smiled sweetly at me.
"The real reason please." I pleaded.
"Well it's because you two are already connected through your souls and now you just need your mind and body to come together. For that the pheromones are released so that this actually happens. For someone like Katie and George for example they already have the connection that you lack. Their bond is forming more quickly because they are getting along. You and my dense brother still have so much tension in the air this is the only way to go for you guys." She laughed.
"I didn't start the whole thing. He did." I accused.
"Still the tension is there and there's no way he'll survive any longer the more he has to hold back. Please tell me what's the problem is? and don't say it's Angelina. He cares about you so at least start building some trust there." I only just stared at her remark. Ginny threw her hands in the air signifying that she was surrendering from my problems.
"I never doubted that he cared. It's just…I'm scared too death about it…and I'm still falling in love with him." I finally said. How was that possible? I was in love with this psycho who made me reached my limits and had me doubting myself every minute.
"What are you scared to death about?" A yawning redhead pushed open the door.
(A/N) A little boring I know but I just need to wrap up some stuff…because there's crazy things that'll be happening soon so I 'm preparing for that. Oops… too much inform. Thanks guys.)