DISCLAIMER: J.K Rowling owns Harry Potter, not me. I was merely having fun creating a plot!
Okay I've realised I'm really bad at keeping up with this. But I just didn't know where I was gonna go with it! Leave me suggestions and stuff so I can get more chapters out quicker. :D Also this chapter is reasonably long, longer than any of the other chapters I've posted anyway... Well I hope you enjoy and again, sorry it's been so long since I've updated this. This chapter's not very good, but again, I didn't know where to go with this. Anyway enough excuses, enjoy!
Spring was finally at Hogwarts, and Fred and Hermione often spent their lunch break together under the big oak tree by the Black Lake. The loved the view of the sun reflecting onto the still lake, and what they loved even more was being able to spend it together. Hermione took a deep breath and inhaled the scent of the crisp, spring air.
"It's so beautiful here." She said as she leaned her head back onto Fred's shoulder, who was sitting behind her with his arms wrapped around her waist. "I know," Fred whispered, placing a soft kiss against her cheek. "Just like you." Hermione blushed a little and smiled up at him. Fred laughed. "Still blushing when I compliment you, love?" Hermione laughed before playfully hitting him in the arm. "Oh, shut up." Fred let out another laugh before pulling her into his lap and pressing his lips gently against hers.
Hermione wrapped her arms around Fred's neck as he started moving his lips against hers. Their lips were moving together in sync until Hermione pulled back and looked down at Fred, who was staring up at her, his blue eyes warm and full of love. "Fred?" Hermione said, a look of confusion on her face. "Yeah?" Fred replied, brushing her hair behind her ear. "What do you think we are? Us?" she asked. Fred looked at her uncertainly. "What do you mean?" Hermione shrugged.
"I don't know, I guess we act like we're a couple but nobody knows, except for George. I want to know what you consider us to be." Fred ran his hand through his hair. "Well, I'd like to say we're a couple. I'd love to announce you as my girlfriend. If you're ready to tell people, we'll tell people." Hermione smiled at him and kissed his forehead. "I'm ready to tell people." Fred smiled back at her. "Great." She sighed. "I don't know how Ron's going to take it, though." Fred pursed his lips and stared out into the lake.
"Ron will be fine. Don't worry about him. He blew his chance. Bloody git." He said, picking up a stone next to him and throwing it out into the lake. Hermione placed her hand gently on Fred's cheek. "I know, Fred. But I'm just worried what this will do for our friendship. He's one of my best friends. But he needs to know. So does Harry. I don't want to hide our relationship any longer." Fred looked back at Hermione and a smile crept over his lips. "I love you, Hermione." She smiled and leant down to kiss him again, this time more passionately. Eventually, she leaned back and gazed into his eyes. "I love you too, Fred."
Hermione looked down at her watch and noticed lunch was over. She sighed and released her arms from around Fred's neck, before standing and holding her arm out to Fred. "Come on," she said, sounding disappointed. "You need to go to Potions." Fred groaned and lazily pushed himself up off the ground. He took Hermione's hand and started walking up towards the castle with her. They walked in silence for a few minutes, just enjoying walking together until Fred spoke up. "Are you going to tell them now, or do you want me to come with you and do it later?" Hermione shook her head. "No, I can do it. Besides, it's probably not a good idea for you to be there. Ron would probably attack you." Fred laughed. "He knows I'm stronger than him. He wouldn't touch me. But if you want to do it by yourself, that's fine with me."
The two of them reached the dungeons and were standing outside Potions. "Good luck. If you need me, you know where to find me." Fred said, giving Hermione's hand a gentle squeeze before leaning forwards and kissing her forehead. "Thanks. I'll see you later." Hermione said before taking a deep breath and turning to make her way towards the Gryffindor Common Room.
She walked through the portrait into the Common Room and found Harry and Ron sprawled on the sofa. Harry looked up and her and smiled. "Hey Mione, where you been?" Hermione opened her mouth to respond but Ron cut in. "Probably in the library. Where else does she spend her lunch breaks?" He laughed slightly. Hermione rolled her eyes and sat down on the seat next to them.
"No, I wasn't in the library. That's what I want to talk to you about." She said, looking nervously around the room. Harry looked at her, concerned. "Go on." he said, leaning forwards slightly. Hermione looked at the two of them. Ron had a similar look to Harry's on his face. Hermione took a deep breath before continuing.
"I was with Fred." she said, so quickly it took the two boys a few seconds to process what she had just said. "Why?" Ron finally said, sternly. "Is he testing his products on you? I'll sort him out." Hermione shifted in her seat. "No, Ron, it's not that." Ron stared out the window behind Hermione, a look of worry creeping across his face. Harry raised an eyebrow at her. "What's going on, Hermione?" He asked, staring her straight in the eyes. Hermione took another deep breath.
"We're kind of... a couple." She forced out. She looked over at Ron, who had his fists clenched and was glaring at the ground. There was a brief silence until Harry cleared his throat and smiled over at Hermione. "That's great," he said, slightly awkwardly, but still showing he was happy for her. "For how long?"
"A few months." Hermione replied softly, not taking her eyes of Ron, who was shifting uncomfortably in his seat. He looked up at Hermione and glared at her. "How could you?" he said, rising to his feet, his normally gentle features taken over by anger. "He's my brother, Hermione! I thought you felt something for me!" Hermione struggled to find words to say. "I... I thought I did too. But that changed last year after the Yule Ball. I thought you knew that." she said, trying to hold back her tears. "And after all this time you've been going around with my brother? Even though you knew how I felt about you? I can't belive you Hermione!" Ron yelled, heading closer to Hermione. Harry stood up, placing a hand on Ron's shoulder in an attempt to calm him but he shook it off roughly and stormed up to his dormitory, slamming the door behind him.
Hermione sat frozen in her seat, tears welling up in her eyes. Harry walked over to her and sat by her, wrapping his arms around her to comfort her. "He'll come around, Mione." he said softly. "Just give him time." She looked up at Harry as a tear ran down her cheek. "I've ruined everything, Harry." she whispered. "He's one of my best friends and I ruined it." She wiped a tear away and rose to her feet. "You haven't ruined it, Hermione." Harry said, looking concerned. "Like I said, just give it time." Hermione nodded slightly, even more tears spilling out of her eyes as she turned around and headed out of the common room.
It had been hours since Hermione had left the common room, and Harry was starting to get worried. They were sitting in the Great Hall for dinner, and Harry looked around nervously for her, but he couldn't see her. "Don't worry about her," Ron snarled. "She's probably off snogging Fred somewhere." Harry rolled his eyes. Lee Jordan, who was stuffing his face next to them, turned towards them. "She's not with Fred," he said, his mouth stuffed with mashed potato. "Fred and George have detention with Snape. Doing experimenting of their own, I'd say." Ron rolled his eyes and went back to his dinner. Harry shovelled the last of his food into his mouth and stood up. "I'll see you later." he muttered to Ron as he turned around and headed out of the Great Hall.
Harry made his way up to the second floor and into the library, hoping to find Hermione but he couldn't see her anywhere. He sighed and headed up towards the common room. When he made it through the portrait, he saw Fred and George sitting on the sofa, looking scruffy and annoyed. Harry walked up to them and leant on the armrest.
"Hi Harry." George said, staring at him and noticing the worried expression on his face. "What's wrong?" Fred turned around and raised an eyebrow. Harry sighed. "Fred, have you seen Hermione?" Fred sat up and stared at Harry. "Not since lunch, why?" Harry cleared his throat nervously. "Well, it's just Hermione told us about you two, and she got upset at Ron's reaction and left, I haven't seen her since. She wasn't at dinner and she's not in the library."
Fred rose immediately to his feet, looking as worried as ever and ran out of the common room. He ran down the millions of stairs in the Grand Staircase until he reached the Entrance Hall. He headed towards the first place he could think of - the big oak tree by the lake. He sprinted down the stone path and came to a halt as he reached the tree. She wasn't there. Fred sighed and leaned against the tree. He racked his brains to try and think of where else she could have gone when he heard a small cough coming from around the corner. He walked through the boathouse and poked his head around the corner to see Hermione sitting on one of the many steps that lead back up to the castle, her head in her arms and shaking.
"Mione..." he said softly as he sat himself next to her and wrapped his arm around her. She looked up at him, her face tear stained and her brown eyes full of sadness. "I ruined it." she whispered, her voice shaky. "I've ruined our friendship." Fred kissed her forehead and pulled her closer to him. Hermione let the tears fall once again, staining Fred's shirt. "No you haven't love." he said softly. "He's just stubborn. He'll get over himself soon enough. I promise." Hermione lifted her head and Fred leant in, pressing his lips against hers. He shivered as his face pressed against hers; it was as cold as ice. Fred stood up and grabbed Hermione's hand and helped her to her feet. "Come on, you're freezing, we need to get you inside." Hermione nodded and squeezed Fred's hand as the two of them walked back up towards the castle.
They headed into the common room and sat down on the sofa, Fred's arm wrapped tightly around Hermione as she snuggled into him. She had stopped crying now, being in the arms of Fred seemed to comfort her better than anything else. They stayed like this for about half an hour, talking, cuddling, and even kissing a bit. It was starting to get late, and Hermione let out a yawn and rubbed her eyes.
"Go to bed, love. You're exhausted." Fred whispered, caressing her head. Hermione nodded and stood up, holding her arm out to Fred to grab. He took her hand and stood up, before wrapping his arms tightly around her. Hermione threw her hands around his neck and hugged him tightly. Fred then pulled his head back slightly and leaned in towards her, pressing his lips against hers. He ran his tongue along her lip, asking for permission and Hermione eagerly opened her mouth, letting him in. Fred slid his tongue into her mouth and their tongues danced together, and they once again felt themselves feeling like the only people on the planet.
"Oh bloody hell!" they heard from behind them. They pulled away from each other immediately and turned to the source of the sound. Ron was standing in the doorway, glaring at the two of them. "Shit." Fred muttered as he stepped towards his little brother.
