On Bended Knee
After concocting a plan to get Hermione to forgive him, Fred owled Ginny to ask for her help. Ginny didn't know the situation, in fact no one other than George, Fred and Hermione knew. But he told her it was to help Hermione get out of the melancholy state she was in. Ginny agreed to help get Hermione to meet with him, even if it required trickery, which she was sure it probably would.
"Hey, Mione. How are you feeling?" Ginny walked over and sat on Hermione's bed and looked down on her. Hermione's normal sparkling eyes were fogged over, and her normally bushy curly hair was matted and flat. She looked absolutely horrific.
"I'm just peachy keen, Gin," Hermione replied sarcastically to her best friend. Ginny, with a thwarted look on her face, stood to leave her downtrodden friend alone in her sadness.
"I'm sorry Gin. I shouldn't take this out on you. I'm okay. Granted I've been better and almost would rather being petrified like in 2nd year but, it could be worse I suppose."
Ginny smiled and went back over to Hermione's bed, only this time pulling her best friend up and dragged her toward the shower.
"What are you doing?" Hermione was attempting to pull away from Ginny's grasp.
"You are quite ripe so you are going to get a shower and then we are going to spend the day at the muggle spa you took me to for my birthday last year." Ginny had gotten Hermione into the bathroom, but now it was time for the fight into the shower.
"Gin I don't feel like it." Hermione was looked sad in her pink fuzzy bathrobe and blue pajama pants. She was horrified when she seen herself in the mirror, but didn't want to give in.
"You are going to get a shower and you are going with me to the spa. Don't make me hex you." At this Hermione gave in and took a shower. She came out, looking less disheveled but still sad. She was wearing jeans with a green top and some trainers. She didn't bother with make up or fixing her hair, as she was certain they would take care of that at the spa. She walked downstairs to the waiting Ginny and they apparated to the spa.
Both had a full day's worth of treatments at the spa, mud baths, massages, the sauna, facials, and the whole 9 yards.
As they were leaving the spa, Ginny could tell a difference in Hermione. Her eyes were sparkling again and a small smile was on her face. She had gotten her hair, makeup and nails done and now Ginny was dragging her to a clothing store in Diagon Alley.
The clerk was kind elderly, but very kind. She showed Hermione what was called a mood dress. It was a basic satin evening dress that was white until you put it on. Once on it changes colors with your mood. Ginny had told Hermione they were going to have a nice night out since Harry was out of town on Auror business. Hermione knew exactly where she wanted to go.
After buying new outfits and going and packing overnight bags, the girls apparated to Paris, France. They got a room at the little hotel that Hermione and Fred had stayed at and then they went to the restaurant Fred had taken her to.
Ginny was amazed and couldn't believe how beautiful it was.
"How in the world did you find this place?"
"Fred brought me here when we were dating." Hermione realized what she said when Ginny's eyes grew wide in shock. "Oh bullocks!"
"WHAT?" Ginny's mouth dropped open and her eyes lit up with curiosity.
"Oh goodness I didn't mean to say that. I was mistaken. I meant Ron." Hermione was a rather bad liar. Her dress shone pink with embarrassment with knowing she let out the secret she swore to keep. Ginny seen right through it and badgered Hermione until she gave in and told her the whole story.
"No wonder he wanted to do this then…" Ginny thought out loud to herself. She knew there was someone else that Hermione had given her heart to, but she would have never guessed it was Fred.
"Who wanted to do what?" Hermione asked with a very inquisitive look on her face.
"I wanted to do this for you." Hermione knew that voice and tears were fighting their way into her eyes. She wouldn't let herself turn around. Her dress shone with red and blue, signifying anger and sadness. Fred reached a single red rose over Hermione's shoulder and placed a hand on her back, nudging her to turn around. Hermione was stubborn though.
"Fred, I have nothing to say to you. And I don't think there is anything further for you to say to me so I am going to the hotel and drinking a whole bottle of firewhiskey myself and enjoy the quiet drunkenness that will be my life." Her dress was now redder than blue and was gradually losing the blue altogether.
"No you aren't Hermione. You are going to stay here and find out what it is Fred has to say. We both put a lot of work into this and you are at least going to hear him out. I am going to the hotel room, getting my stuff and apparating home as was the plan all along."
"Ginny, you were in on this? You set me up?" Hermione looked mortified that her best friend would be in on this treachery. She looked down at her feet, upset and angry. Why does everyone she loves hurt her?
"Yes, to help you. Now listen to him and find out what's going on and then tell me all about it tomorrow." Ginny apparated away. Fred took Ginny's seat and looked Hermione straight in the eyes. He seen the anger and hurt in her eyes. He couldn't look away from her. She was beautiful. He could barely remember what it was he wanted to tell her.
"I lied to you," Fred stated when he finally gained the courage to talk again.
"No shit, you told me you loved me and you didn't." Hermione wouldn't look away from him, but she wanted to so badly. The more she looked at him, the more she wanted to be in his arms. But she couldn't.
"No Hermione. The lie was when I told you I didn't love you. I lied when I told you that I loved Rose and I lied when I told you Rose was pregnant. But never, never have I doubted or questioned my love for you." Fred was pleading with his eyes. He wanted her to believe him and just jump into his arms like she had tried to do after she left Ron.
Darlin'
I can't explain
Where did we lose our way
Girl it's
drivin' me insane
"Then why did you tell me all of those things? Why did you want to hurt me?" Hermione was confused. Her eyes held a questioning look, and she couldn't help but want an answer.
"I didn't want to. I thought I had to. I had made a commitment to Rose and didn't want to hurt her. I didn't want to be irresponsible and fickle. I didn't want to let her down like I let you down." Fred could sense the sharp inhale of breath Hermione took. His words had hurt her. He then realized his biggest mistake. He was willing to do something for Rose that he wasn't willing to do for Hermione. He had been willing to stay, no matter what.
"Then what has changed? Why are you here?" Hermione hadn't even thought about the fact he had just admitted to himself. She just wanted to know why he was here. Was he trying to hurt her further?
"Rose is leaving. She is going to America and she wanted me to be with you. I never told her about us. I never told anyone. But everyone knew that I was in love and it wasn't with Rose, just as everyone knew your heart belonged to someone who wasn't Ron. I made a huge mistake. Please, what do I have to do to prove it to you?"
And
I know I just need one more chance
To prove my love to you
"Fred, I don't know if we can be together." Hermione's dress turned baby blue as tears started falling from her eyes. Fred looked at her with every ounce of compassion he could muster.
"Hermione, please listen. Please wait until I tell you everything before you make a decision." He grabbed for her hand, but she pulled it away. She looked at him sharply, and he nearly flinched.
"What do you need to say?" The dress again showed red and blue.
"Since we broke up, since I left you, I haven't been the same person. I drive myself crazy thinking about how much I want to kiss you and hold you. There are so many promises and vows that I can make to you, and none of them would mean a thing because I lost your trust but I am willing to go back and start over and work in gaining that back. I will never let you go again. I made that mistake once and have learned and grown because of it."
If
you come back to me
I'll guarantee That I'll never let you go
Fred now got up and kneeled in front of Hermione and took her
hand in his.
"We were happy together and I think we can be
again. I don't think I can live without the hope of reliving the
best night of my life, the night that we made love."
Flashback
He kissed her sweetly, lovingly. Hermione would have none of that. She pulled him deeper into her and rolled onto her back dragging him on top of her. She wrapped her long slender legs around his waist and gently ran her fingernails up and down his back. Fred moaned into the kiss, praying in his mind that he wasn't dreaming this. Hermione pushed up on his chest ever so lightly, and swiftly unbuttoned his blue shirt and ran her fingers over his muscular chest. She could see the goose bumps starting to form on his body. He slipped her dress off revealing a very enticing pink lacey bra and panty set.
He slowly trailed kisses from her mouth to her navel and back up. Her body was on fire with his touch. He ran his hand down the curves of her body, his mouth never leaving hers, licking and nibbling at her lips. She gently weaved one hand into his hair and the other was tenderly rubbing up and down his sculpted arm. His touch felt like a feather caressing her flat stomach and the insides of her thighs. Not a single thought entered her mind other than the explosion of emotion that came from his touch.
He gently broke away from her mouth and lifted up. He looked her in the eyes asking the silent question she knew would come. She nodded and without saying a word Fred helped her up off the bed and reached behind her and undone the clasp that held her bra in place. She let it drop to the floor next to her green dress. She not once felt embarrassed because it was Fred and she loved him. She wanted this as much as he did and not only for herself, but she wanted it for him as well. She slid his opened shirt off his arms and snaked a trail with her fingernail down his chest watching his eyes the whole time. He tried not to close his eyes but couldn't help it. She was driving him mad with her touch, but no matter how eager he was, he wouldn't rush it.
Hermione surprised him when she, of her own accord, reached for his belt and started undoing it, again, her eyes never leaving his. She had her whole life to look at his body, right now she was enjoying the look of passion that had taken over his eyes since she walked down the stairs earlier that night.
Fred kneeled down and gently slid her panties down her legs following them with gentle kisses all the way to her feet. He slid his pants and boxers down and lifted Hermione up and laid her gently on the bed. He gingerly kissed up and down her body licked and nibbled at what he found to be her most sensitive spots and left little red marks in places that made her moan when he reached them. He rose back up, his face right over hers, and again asked his silent question. She nodded and pulled him down into a kiss and parted her legs so he lay between them rather than on top of them. He took this as his queue to cast a contraceptive charm on Hermione to be certain she did not get pregnant, not this time anyway. Slowly and carefully he entered her as a moan escaped her mouth. She wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him into a passion filled kiss.
They moved as one and reached climax together as he gently lay himself down beside her. Hermione rolled over to lay halfway on his chest with his arm around her shoulders caressing her back lovingly. They fell asleep in each others arms and woke up happier than they ever had been in their lives.
End Flashback
Can
we go back to the days when our love was strong
Can you tell me
how a perfect love goes wrong
"Hermione, I want those times back with you. I want to be able to hold you and walk with you and sit under a tree and read with you and enjoy every moment of every day knowing you are mine."
Hermione was now crying. Thinking about the times they had together broke her heart. She tried so hard, for so long, to block out those memories. Now they resurfaced with a force that threatened her sanity. She could almost feel his touch remembering the way it felt that night. She wanted that touch so bad, but the pain that came afterward, when he left. That she never wanted to feel again.
"We had an ideal love. We loved each other for who we were and not for who we wanted each other to be. I don't know why I let you go and asked myself that question a hundred times a day since that fateful day I hurt you. I am so sorry."
Can
somebody tell me how to get things back
They way they use to
be
Fred again tried to reach for her hand, this time she let him take it. She kept looking him in the eyes, tears escaping the corners and flowing down her cheeks.
"Just tell me what I can do to make you realize what you mean to me. Tell me how to fix this."
Fred stood up and got a drink of water and knelt back down. He was so nervous his mouth was parching rather quickly. He looked her deep into her eyes. They same way he looked at her that night in Paris. He wanted her to know he wanted her and loved her.
Oh
God give me a reason
I'm down on bended knee
"Please Hermione. I'm on my knees begging you to please take me back. Please bring me back up from this lowly position I have created for myself, this lonely hole I dug myself into."
Fred continued with his begging, his pleading for her to forgive him. He hoped it was working. Her dress had turned completely blue. Her anger had disappeared, and she was full of sadness.
I'll
never walk again until you come back to me
I'm down on bended
knee
"I can't get you out of my head. You are always in my dreams at night and thoughts each day. Now I want you to be there physically too. I can't stand the loneliness I feel without you there to touch and kiss everyday."
Hermione was becoming confused about what she wanted. Her dress was showing every color of the rainbow. Fred noticed this and couldn't help but feel bad for hurting her the way he has. He loved her so much, how can he prove it to her so she would stop being confused?
So
many nights I dream of you
holding my pillow tight
I know
that I don't need to be alone
"I was the one that forced you to be with Ron. I faced that reality a while ago. It was my fault. I should have opened my eyes and seen that everyone would have been happy about us being together and Ron would have gotten over it."
Fred leaned down and started talking without looking at her. She knew he was crying. She could hear him trying to talk without revealing the lump in his throat.
I
open up my eyes
To face reality
"My life just drags by without you in it and I can't stand it anymore. Please Hermione. I am begging you. Please be with me. Love me."
Fred looked back up with tears in his eyes and pleaded with her, he kissed the hand that he held in his.
Every
moment without you
It seems like eternity
I'm begging you,
begging you come back to me
"I am so sorry for what I put you through. I know now that I was wrong and I need to make it up to you. I want you to come back with me. Stay with me."
Baby,
I'm sorry
Please forgive me for all the wrong I've done
Please come back home girl
"You trusted me and I hurt you. I'm sorry. Please forgive me for the hurt I put you through and know that I will never do that to you again. I love you."
I
know you put all your trust in me
I'm sorry I let you down
Please forgive me
"I'm swallowing my Weasley pride and stubbornness and begging you. I know it's no one's fault but my own and I accept that. But I won't accept knowing you won't always be by my side." Fred was now talking through sobs. The front of his shirt was nearly soaked by the tears that had fallen onto it.
Gonna
swallow my pride
Say I'm sorry
Stop pointing fingers the
blame is on
me
"I'm ready to start a life with you. I'm ready to shout it from the mountain tops. Hermione Granger-Weasley is the woman I love. Please, if you feel even an ounce of what you did for me, don't let this end. We can be together.
I
want a new life And I want it with you
If you feel the same Don't
ever let it go
"If we weren't meant to be, Rose never would've gotten that job in the U.S. and I never would have gotten to courage to come to you tonight. Love brought us together once and it will do it again. Tell me you aren't hurting being apart from me. I know you can't because I know that deep down you are still in love with me."
You
gotta believe in the spirit of love
It can heal all things
We
won't hurt anymore
"Our love isn't dead yet. We can still make this work. Please."
No
I don't believe our love's terminal
I'm down on my knees
begging you please
Come home
"I can't swear that we will never fight. I can't swear that we will never have regrets or issues. And I can't swear that you will be able to put up with me forever. But I can swear that on this night I am pledging my life, my soul and my heart to you. Please stay with me tonight in the hotel. We won't do anything other than talk and if you will let me I want to fall asleep in your arms. Then tomorrow please come home with me and we will tell them all we are together and no one can stop us from loving each other. Please Hermione."
Fred looked deeply into Hermione's eyes, but could see that she was still hurting. She made her face show no emotion anymore. Her tears were gone; she spoke with a calm voice.
"Fred, you are right when you say that I am still in love with you, and you are definitely right when you say you hurt me. But I don't know if we can be together anymore. You tore my heart into pieces when you told me those things. You created a hole in my heart that I don't know will ever heal. I can't stay with you tonight and I can't take you back. I just don't think I can ever trust you again."
Hermione left with a blue dress and sad eyes. Fred just sat there in the floor and wept like a baby realizing again the mistake that he made when he hurt the woman he loved for so long.