Hermione Jean Granger had finally decided to give up on Ronald Billius Weasley. He was head over heels in love with the daft bimbo, and there was no separating them. It all made her wonder what she had ever seen in him. He wasn't bright, he was always hungry, and he always poked fun of her. They weren't qualities she should admire. Maybe it was him saving her in her first year, with the help of Harry James Potter of course. Whatever the reason, it was long gone. All of those feelings were long gone and were never coming back.

Hermione sighed lightly as Harry, Ron, and Lavender Brown left the Gryffindor common room. Hermione took her heavy robe off and tossed it on one of the chairs before sitting down on the couch and opening a book. The fire roared and crackled before her, it was a nice fall evening, and most were out on the grounds enjoying one of the last warm evenings of the year, except for Hermione. She was inside reading a book, like normal. She heard the painting swing open and someone enter, muttering angrily.

"He's such a git. I cannot believe he treats Hermione that way." The boy said as he stepped into the common room. Hermione froze at the sound of her name. She slowly turned her head to see Fredrick Gideon Weasley walking in, his face red with anger. Fred froze at the sight of Hermione looking up at him. "Oh, good evening Hermione, I thought you'd be in the library." He said sheepishly as he rubbed the palm of his hand against the back of his neck.

"No, it was quiet in here for a change so I decided to stay in here." She said with a gentle smile.

Fred chuckled lightly, knowing what she meant. "Yeah, George and I went outside to do some first year pranking." He said with a wink, knowing full well that he could get in trouble for what he had been doing, especially because she was a prefect.

Hermione nodded slowly, "Of course you were. Come, sit down." She said gently. Fred nodded and came and sat beside Hermione. "So, what's it like, coming back to actually finish your seventh year?" she asked.

"It's interesting. I mean, I wish I was back at the shop, but its better, it being closed during the school year." Fred said gently. "And how do you feel, having the two most bothersome students back?"

Hermione shrugged her shoulders, "I'm cool with it." Hermione replied. "Fred…may I ask you something?" she asked lightly.

"Anything." He replied.

"What were you talking about when you were coming in?" she asked.

"Ron. How could he do that to you? I saw how devastated you were that night. And now, he just flaunts it in front of you. Doesn't he see you there? Doesn't he realize you've liked him since your first year?" he said.

"What does it matter? I don't like Ron like that anymore…" she said quietly.

"Oh…but…well that's good. You're too…never mind."

"No, what was that Fred?" Hermione asked gently.

"You're too smart for him…and you're way too pretty for him. He doesn't deserve someone like you. And you deserve better than him." Fred said.

Hermione sighed, she didn't agree. She was thoroughly convinced she would get some low life wizard or muggle, no one she would prefer. She wasn't pretty at all. Fred was just being nice. "I don't understand why you would think that about me Fred…I'd prefer it if you told me the truth instead of pretend to be nice." She said quietly, staring at the roaring fire now.

Fred chuckled lightly and took Hermione's hand gently. "Hermione, look at me." He said. Hermione turned and met his gaze. "You kill me sometimes Hermione, with how insecure you are. You're beautiful Hermione. And you deserve someone who will test you in every way, and who, everyday, will tell you you're beautiful." He said gently. He leaned over and whispered in her ear, "And whisper sweet nothings in your ear every day."

Hermione shivered when his breath tickled her ear. She turned her head more so her eyes were looking into his. How did I never see it? How did I never notice Fred? She thought. "Like whom?" she asked shakily.

"Me." Fred said gently before leaning in and kissing her on the lips. Hermione kissed him back and wrapped her arms around his neck. Before she knew it, he had her on her back and they were entangled in a deep snog.

"Bloody hell!" Ron snapped. Fred pushed away from Hermione and looked at the three people staring at them.

"Oh…" Harry said with shock, but then slowly the shock grew to a bright grin. "Good day." He said with a nod and a wink. "Let's go you two." Harry said, tugging Ron and Lavender out of the room. "Just wanted to let you know, dinner is ready."