I should tell you guys now this is a VERY short chapter... BUT I do apologize for the delay in the story I've been REALLY busy with school and I finally had like 3 hours of free time. And well this is the result. I'm sorry you guys but I promise that I won't leave this story unattended.

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Hermione awoke the next morning to an empty bed. She got up and showered and quickly dressed in a tight yellow dress that ended mid thigh. While she was magically straightening her hair a hearty smell got to her. Bacon. She quickly finished and rand downstairs suddenly starving. When she got to the kitchen she saw Fred standing over the stove with a wide spread of food. She sat at the table and Fred gave her a plate.

"Hermione, I think you and I have to talk. I floo'd Geroge earlier to tell him we would be late."

"Fred, I should probably tell you what happened between Ron and I. But I don't think that's fair for either one of you. He's your brother and if you took his side I'd be hurt. But there exist the possibility that you might get as angry as I was at that point and that might hurt your family. Fred I'm not willing to go threw any of that right now. I know it might not seem like it but I'm very fragile right now. I'm also very vulnerable because well now I have you in my life. Fred I have very strong feelings for you. They came quick and I'm not too sure what to do with them Fred. Your hurt, I know that, and I don't want to rush into anything we might later regret. I'm scared that one day I'm going to wake up and your not there. As anything, not even my friend, and that petrifies me. You have to understand I didn't want any of this to happen. I don't regret it anymore. But Fred, you have to also help me out here. I'm not Angelina. I don't have her tendencies or her habits or her morals. I'm Hermione and I'm with you."

Fred walked over to her and kissed her forehead.

"That's all I needed to hear." Hermione kissed him on the lips. Fred then went to shower while Hermione ate her breakfast. It never dawned on her that she was in a low-key relationship with Fred Weasley of all people! Back in her school days she remembered yelling at him all the time for being a walking catastrophe, now he was hurt and not himself. It was killing her to see that he was hurting that bad. She would give anything to see him back to his reckless old self. She wrote him a quick note that she was going to the shop to help out George. She decided to walk there to clear her head. It was clear out and she couldn't help but to want to run into Angelina just so she could smack her around a little bit. She hurt her Fred. He didn't deserve it. Anything near it for that fact. Fred was a good guy. He was honest, kind, generous, funny, smart, and loyal. How could she?

She was suddenly violently yanked away from her thoughts from a very tall redhead.
"Hermione, you and I have some unfinished business to talk about. Now stop avoiding me, and stop acting up"

"Ronald. Please leave me alone. I have no desire to be with you. You broke my heart. You shattered my dreams. I was going to give you a family and you rejected that to be with other girls. Its too late now."

"Hermione. I stopped you to apologize. I realize I was in the wrong. I don't love you. I have someone who made me realize that. I only wanted you for the fame Hermione. I know you might hate me and to be honest I'm not fully fond of you either. But I want to move on and at least be civil for the family's sake."

Hermione looked at him wide eyed. He wasn't fond of her? What did she do to him? He was the reason she fled the country.

"Ron. I'll be civil but please outside the necessary, do not speak to me. This is ridiculous I went threw a lot for you and now your saying you cant tolerate me? Ronald, I carried your child! But you know what? That's okay. Merlin Ron!"

Hermione stomped her way to WWW and went to work on the cash register immediately. The line was long and George look exhausted. When he saw her his face lit up like a kid on Christmas.

"Oh good Merlin! Hermione! Finally! Where's Fred?"

"At home. He was in the shower when I left he should be here soon."

George nodded and continued to help customers.

Twenty minutes later Fred arrived, and his face was bright and happy. His signature pranksters smirk back in place. He walked by Hermione and winked and hurried in the back so he can alert George that he had arrived.

"George; I'm here."

"About Time!!! Where have you been? Wait, are you smiling? Why are you smiling? I thought you were depressed? Not that I want you to be depressed. What happened?"

Fred chuckled.

"I realized my place was elsewhere. So I'm letting this one go."

"Go? You were with her for years! And your just gonna suddenly let her go? Really?"

"Yea, really."

"Well then. That's great?"

"Yes, yes it is. O WHAT THE HELL. I'm going out with Hermione!"

"WHAT? How? Does she know?"

"Of course she knows! She agreed to it!"

"But, that doesn't make any sense! She's Hermione! When?"

" A few days ago. It was a sudden thing. But George, I really like her. She's nothing like we thought she was. She's amazing."

"I'm sure she is Fred. But we got to go back to work we left your beloved alone."

Both the twins returned to work and the day went by flawlessly.

When Hermione and Fred got home they both collapsed on the couch. Partly asleep, Fred went to open the window for a small owl, who'd been tapping on the window since they got home.
Fred patted and gave the raven owl a small treat. He looked at the letter recognizing the print on the front that read "Fred". He excused himself and went off to the room he had originally picked out for himself. He couldn't exhale. He felt his gut fill with Air. How was this is even possibly happening. He pondered burning the letter. Going back to Hermione and just keep going. But he knew he couldn't. He was going to live with that for the rest of his life. What did she have to say? He opened the letter.

Fred,

First off I want to apologize. Things shouldn't have happened the way they did.

It wasn't fair to you because you were good to me. I hit a point in my life where I didn't know what to do anymore. I've never been fully faithful to anyone. Ever. I'm sorry I know that sounds bad, but that's just how it is. When you left I started to feel ill. At first it was emotionally, but then it was physically. I went to the medi-witch, and I found out I'm pregnant and I know this is gonna sound cliché but I know its yours. I saw a small picture produced by the witch. The baby had flaming red hair. Its yours.

Please Fred I'm begging you. Try again with me, lets become a family. Its not his fault. Its mine. And I'm trying to mend my errors. I'll see you at the three broomsticks at 4pm tomorrow.
Love Always and Forever,
Angelina.

He was lost. He needed proof. A baby? He was possibly gonna be a father?