Chapter 1- Memories

A green light shot out of the death eater's wand. She knew the spell. She saw Fred on the other side. He looked at her one last time before it came crashing down.

"No, Fred!" Hermione ran over the rubble.

Percy had already dug him out. Hermione felt the tears coming down her cheeks.

"Fred. please don't leave me." Hermione begged.

"I love you 'Mione." Fred whispered. His eyes slowly closed and you could still hear her name on his lips.

"No Fred, please." Hermione pleaded one last time. "Please."

Hermione woke up crying as usual, She could feel Fred's arms around her.

"'Mione, love." He whispered. She looked up at him though the tears still streaming down her cheeks. "Was it the dream again?" He asked.

She nodded and nosiled her head into his chest. She softly cried into him at the memory of when she had almost lost him.

"Shh, it's okay, i'm here now. It's okay." Fred whispered into her hair.

This was a normal rutine for them ever since the war. Fred had almost died, she was constantly taunted by the memory. She always thought about the bad part of it, not the good. Even though she remembers both parts perfectly.

George and Hermione were crying on eachother when they heard some sort of snicker coming from the lifeless body on the floor. They both looked up, thinking it was impossible. He was dead, they had checked his heartbeat.

They heard it again, it was more of a cough this time. George and Hermione exchanged looks and got down next to Fred.

Hermione grabbed his rist and checked for a pulse. That's when she heard it. a soft thump thump thump coming from Fred. George watched her as her mouth dropped.

"Oh my god, he's breathing." Hermione told him.

"What?" George questioned he couldn't believe that his lost twin was still alive.

Then Fred coughed pretty hard. They both turned their heads to stare.

"Ow." Fred felt the top of his head.

Hermione screamed, her dead love had just talked.

"Hermione? why are you screaming?" Fred questioned.

She just screamed even louder.

"Hermione dear, why in the blaze are you screaming?" Mrs. Weasley asked, then she screamed too as she saw Fred and George hugging. Saying I love you to one another.

"Will you both stop, what is i-" Mr. Weasley just stopped short when he saw Fred sitting up.

"Why are you all freaking out?" Fred asked.

"YOU'RE DEAD! THAT'S WHY!" Hermione yelled.

"Dead? do I look dead to you love?" Fred asked.

She just screamed again. Fred stood up and walked over to her. She screamed again and he covered her mouth.

"'Mione, I love you but you need to shut up." Fred told her. "Promise."

She nodded.

"What's all this- Holy shit!" Ron said after Hermione's last scream.

"How are alive? I saw you die, you weren't breathing." Hermione went though the memory.

"Who cares, as long as i'm alive right." Fred smirked.

Hermione nodded. She was speachless. So was everyone else.

"We should tell the healers. They should know that there won't be a funeral after all." Mrs. Weasley left starstruck.

Mr. Weasley was still straight as a door in his spot. He finally walked away, looking back a few times and his not-so-dead son.

"Why don't I rememeber this dying stuff?" Fred asked.

"Well, what's the last thing you remember?" Hermione went for the logical answer.

"I told you I loved you." the red headed wizard looked down at his girlfriend.

"Well, that's the last thing that happened so." Hermione shrugged.

"See, I didn't leave you after all." Fred smiled.

Hermione snapped back to reality again. Fred was looking down at her. Her eyes had dryed up and all that was left were sniffles.

"Are you gonna be okay?" He asked, moving a stray piece of hair out of her face.

Hermione nodded and he kissed her on the forehead.

"I love you more than you could ever know." Fred whispered in her ear.

"I love you too." She looked up into his dreamy blue eyes.

He gently kissed her on the lips. She smiled and layed her head on his chest. He coumed through her bushy hair with his fingertips.