Hermione was in the astrology tower studdying the stars for her divination class. It was just past 11 and she was in no hurry. She had gotten an after hours pass for the night in order to do her research for her extra credit Essay for Divination.

It was complete silence and she couldn't help but let her mind wander into the corner of untouched memories. She was doing better controlling them. She figured that if she shut them away all day and only cried when she was alone in her bed then she was only hurting herself. The ball was tommorrow night and she agreed to go and let ginny remake her once again. She gave ginny full control over her outfit, hair and make-up.

She was beggining to see changes in Fred. She noticed him staring at her more. Things were getting stranger. One minute they could be laughing and the next he runs off with some rediculous excuse. then pop up again hours later. She hadn't seen him at all today. Not at any meals or even with george. George even had the nerve to questiong her where he was.

Apparantly their new found 'Friendship' has given george some type of false hope that he remembers. Apparantly everybody except hermione herself was begining to believe it to be true.

While hermione was lost in her thought she didn't notice the figure silently slip into the room.

He walked to her until he was directly behind her and tapped her shoulder lightly.

She let out a surprised shriek and jumped as being cought off guard. She whipped her head aroung to find the lengthy redheaired figure dubbled over in cackling laughter.

"Fredrick Gideon Weasley! How dare you scare me! You shouldn't even be out this late!"

"Excuse me Miss Granger, but I very well do believe you shouldn't be out here so late either, let along scolding someone who is notoriously know for such things."

"Well, Mr. Weasley, I will have you know that I have indeed obtained a pass to be out here this hour which I very well know you have no such thing."

"You dont know that... I might have a pass."

"Well DO you?" She asked skeptically.

"No, no of course not that's ridiculous why would I, FRED WEASLEY, have a pass? Geeze hermione, You've known a bloke for what? 8? 9? years maybe and still know barely a thing about me..." Fred said slyly as he faked sorrow.

"Quite the contrary Fred, I bet that you don't know half as much about me as I do you." Hermione stated simply as she turned back to her telescope.

"Is that so, Habe that much faith about it?" He asked leaning his left shoulder on the wall and faced her with an amused smirk lighting up his features.

"Yes, In fact I bet that I know you even better then your entire family." She said still looking through the telescope.

"Oh really... How about we put that to a test yeah?" He asked mischief glistening in his eyes.

"Now, before I agree to anything how exactly do you suppose we do that?" Hermione asked trying not to let her amusement show as she stood strait to look at him.

"Oh, now who ever said you HAD to agree?" Fred asked with a smirk lighting up his entire face.

"Fr..." But before she even had the chance to scold him he flicked his wand and muttered a spell under his breath. Then took her wand and through both his and her own wand of the tower.

In a panic Hermione Ran to look out the window at her beloved wand. Just as it was about to fall a tall lengthy a Redhead missing an ear swooped in and caught both objects. Hermione tried to bring down her blood pressure as she registered the fact her wand was safe.

Fred put a hand on her shoulder and said," You okay Herms?"

"You...Are SO lucky I don't have my wand right now." She said inbetween clentched teeth.

"Well would you like it back?" Fred asked unfazed by her previous statement.

"Yes. Now." She said anger seething out of her every pore.

"Well there are 2 ways to retrieve said object." He said nonchalantly.

"Which are?"She said spitting the words out as a snake would venom.

"One which I find the most easiest... You fly, on a broom with me, out of this place and I will take you to your wand." Fred said his face so smug as he spoke.

"And my alternative?" She asked paling considerably... She hadn't been flying since she was with Fred. It was something she would only do with him. he made the height and her fear of flying on brooms less frightening. Now though, he wasn't her Fred, it wouldn't feel the same. She wouldn't have the same assurance that she had before. She used to know that he loved her so much he would give his life for her without a second thought, and she felt the same, but not now. Now, he wouldn't want her hurt but he would easily let her fall if it meant he would be safe in the air.

Yes, it might be selfish to want someone to fall down and risk everything to save you, but she was used to it with Fred. On brooms is the only time she ever felt that she needed this kind of attention which is why it used to be one of his favorite activities for them he said it made him feel needed and wanted when she clung to him.

"Well, then you have to beat me in a game I like to call Confessor or Stressor."

"Wow Fred how long did that name take you? 2 minutes?" She asked sarcastically.

"Haha, alright now on to business this game is very entertaining. It will determine whether or not you know me better then I know you if you do then you will be able to leave and George will gladly hand you your wand. But when you lose you will be forced to fly with me on this broom to retrieve your wand."

"I am not really in any position to argue am I?" She asked not liking the game."

"Nope. So this is how it goes. I say one thing that I know about you and if you don't know the same about me then you lose. We take turns naming the facts... For example I will start." Fred said with a smirk.

She motioned for him to begin and he said ask he sat on the chair propping his feet on her telescope,"I know your favorite color... It's Violet and periwinkle."

"And yours is Purple. Dark purple though not violet even though you tell everyone its Gryffindor red, only a small amount of people know its purple and fewer know the reason why." She said as she watched his smirk falter slightly.

"Well, this might be a tad longer then suspected... Very well continue the game." He said gesturing to her.

"I know your favorite hobby. Its studying muggles. Not quidditch. Unlike your father you know more about them and aren't astounded by something so little as electricity. You study their pranks. Their movies especially. You watch many. Again not many people know this about you, Nor do they know the person who introduced you to your first muggle movie. I also doubt even you remember who introduced you to them, but you know I must be right because I have just described your deepest secret that could very well get you made fun of by every single one of your brothers including George." She said each word slowly and looked at him placidly and waiting for his reaction to what she was saying. Studying him intently.

His clear crystal eyes seemed to almost sparkle as she stared at him and she could have sworn she saw something flash over them. A familiar comforting flash. One she knew she had seen before. She chased the thought away. She has come so far in her process to accepting her Fred would never be back. She doesn't want to have to start all over.

He kept silent as the thoughts washed over him he racked his brain thinking of her favorite hobby, yet he couldn't place it. She smirked at him and began to walk to the door.

She stopped dead in her tracks as he said, "Dancing."

She stood still frozen as a statue and he continued, "You dance when your alone and no ones around. Sometimes even in your shower. Sometimes late at night when everyone's asleep. But you love to dance. You always fantasized about having a guy not care about the day time or place and dancing with you whenever and wherever. You love to dance. But only when no one else is watching."

"How did you..."

"I've seen you before Hermione in the common room... You are a very beautiful dancer you know."

Her hopes of his memory returning died there, but a new hope arise one that Ginny was holding onto with every fiber of her being. A hope that she just now started to realize was a great possibility. She could make him fall back in love with her like Ginny said It happened once... Maybe this dance tomorrow would have a happy ending after all.

"Very well, your turn Fred."

They continued on with the game for two and a half hours until they came upon the question that stumped One entirely.

"I know your worst fear."Hermione said indignantly and very confident she would finally win. "It is that everyone will move on become married and leave you, Fred, ALone in the world without a clue to do. Your worst fear is being alone completely." Hermione knew if you were to ask him months ago he would have said it was losing her, but since he had no recollection she went with what it was before they became that serious what he told her on the black lake back in her fourth year at one of their first dates ever.

The words that made her jaw drop down to the floor came out of his mouth,"Wrong love." He said with a cheeky grin and a wink.

A/N:I'm sorryrryyyyyyyy im sooo sorrrryyy well exams are over school is done I will be back to posting regularly nowww

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Now next chappy im thinking of a good one! It will be a continuation on this weird little cliffy and then the moment of truth the ...WAIT FOR IT...The big dance!1 Are you excited? Cuz I'm fucking excited! Will he fall for Hermione? WIll he remember? Will they ,be happy forever? Will some evil slything *cough* Draco *cough* screw it up? Am I asking a bunch of random ass questions that no one accept me knows the answers too?

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