Hi once again! I've been working and constantly writing new FanFiction's about Fred and Hermione heehee bc I mega ship! Ok enjoy! Thanks!

Hermione Granger was staying at the Burrow for safey reasons and because she wanted to. Her parents did not know about Hermione, for she had erased their memory of her. Hermione thought and knew this was necessary due to the fact that she was part of the Wizardinng World. Harry Potter stayed at the Burrow because Uncle Vernon was harsh and the Weasley's and Hermione were the closest thing to family Harry has. They had just finished their 6th year. Harry, Hermione, and Ron were in the same room, chatting. Mrs. Weasley was preparing dinner.

"Harry, what do you plan on doing next summer?" Ron asked.

"I don't even know if I'll be alive by next year Ron." Harry replied, grinning.

"Oi!" Hermione said, playfully hitting Harry with a pillow, smiling.

"I'm just kidding Mione, no worries." Harry said, still grinning. "But honestly, I don't know."

The trio just continued chatting until Fred and Ginny walked into the room.

"Dinners ready!" Ginny announced.

The trio got up but still continued talking, staying in their spots.

"Oi! Dinners ready, you lot! C'mon, we don't got all night!" Fred repeated Ginny. Ginny nudged Fred and Fred snickered. Ginny just rolled her eyes and went downstairs. Harry and Ron were the first to get out of the room. Hermione was collecting her wand and sweater and Fred was still there. Hermione turned around and looked at Fred.

"Aren't you supposed to be downstairs?" Hermione asked.

"Yes I am Ms. Granger, but I'm just making sure you don't stay up here and do any funny business." Fred replied, grinning.

"Whatever." Hermione responded, playfully rolling her eyes. But before she could exit the room, Fred blocked her way.

"Uh uh uh," Fred tutted. "Not so fast there little one."

"What?" Hermione asked.

"You forgot to greet me when you arrived here, so I believe you owe me a greeting." Fred answered, smirking.

"You call us for dinner, tell us to hurry up, and then block my way just for a late greeting? Honestly Fred!" Hermione said, giggling.

"Honestly Mione!" Fred mocked jokingly. Fred opened his arms out to Hermione, and she rolled her eyes and hugged him.

"Good to see you Mione." Fred said. "Well, don't be rude, say it back." Fred spoke, still joking.

"Ugh. Good to see you too Fred." Hermione answered, giggling once again. "You made that up didn't you?" Hermione asked.

"Made what up? Mione?" Fred replied.

"Yea. That." Hermione answered.

"Oh yeah, I did. I usually talk fast, so I don't really finish people's names. Where do you think Gin's from?" Fred asked.

Hermione just smiled at Fred and went outside. Fred put his arm around Hermione and she tried not to let the red crawling onto her skin. Fred looked over at her and snickered. Hermione shot him a look and he immediately stopped. He was still smiling though. They entered the kitchen and Mrs. Weasley has just finished setting up the table.

Mrs. Weasley looked over at everyone and asked, "Well, who's hungry?"

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After dinner, everyone went back upstairs. Hermione was about to enter Ginny's room when strong arms wrapped around her waist.

"Harry?" Hermione guessed.

"Nope, I go by Fred." Fred answered.

Hermione turned around and smiled. Fred let her go and Hermione spoke.

"What was that for?" She asked.

"What, I'm not allowed to hug a friend?" Fred replied, grinning his cheesy grin.

"Very funny Fred." Hermione said sarcastically. She was trying not to let her nervousness show. Fred put Hermione is a nervous state that no other guy could do. She's had a crush on him since 14, but knowing that she is the "Insufferable-Know-It-All" , she'll never have a chance.

"Hermione? Hello?" Fred asked, bringing Hermioneback to reality, waving a hand in her face.

"Sorry, what were you saying?" Hermione replied.

"I was asking for some advice." Fred answered.

"Uh huh. About?" Hermione said.

"Well, there's uh, this- wait, can we talk outside? I don't want anyone eavesdropping." Fred asked.

"Yea of course." Hermione responded. They went outside, and Fred continued.

"Well, you see, there's this girl."

I knew it, Hermione thought.

"I like her very much."

So I never had a chance, Hermione thought again.

"And I want to tell her, but I don't want her knowing it's me, just in case she rejects me."

"Well then Fred. She'll never know who likes her, although that is quite smart."

Fred smiled. "I know. Like a, a secret admirer. But how would I do that?"

Hermione thought for a while. If I really like him, I should just help him so he'll be happy, she thought. "Maybe you could send her some things."

"Things?" Fred asked.

"Like flowers. Chocolate maybe. Love letters."

Fred liked this idea.

"But no love potions Fred. Then that's not really love."

"Thanks Hermione. You really are the brightest witch of your age." Fred praised Hermione.

Hermione blushed, and muttered a thank you. "I'll be going to bed now, good night."

"G'night Mione. Sweet dreams." Fred answered.

Hermione went upstairs and entered Ginny's room for real this time.

Fred stayed downstairs, in deep thinking. Only the girl I like, is you, Hermione, Fred thought. Wonderful idea. She gave me advice that I will use for her. Fred went upstairs and whipped out a quill and parchment. He then started writing his love letter.

That's all for now. I am completely not sure if I'm doing chapters correctly but this story has chapters. Thanks!

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