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New Year's Eve brought everyone together under one roof, something Hermione loved and hated at the same time. She hated New Years Eve because it always made her feel like she had to kiss someone on New Years Eve. It was her fifth year at Hogwarts. Mr. Weasley had just been attacked leaving no one really in the mood for Christmas. Once New Year's Eve came, Hermione was in a foul mood. She snapped at every single person who talked to her, even Harry and Ron. Not a single person felt like asking her what was wrong.
Hermione walked out of the kitchen and ran into someone almost falling to the ground. Strong arms caught her as she almost fell to the ground. She didn't even bother saying she was sorry, which wasn't like her at all.
"Let go of me," she ordered. And then she stared up at her rescuer.
"Hermione? Are you okay?" Fred Weasley stared at her, still holding onto her.
"Why in the heck should you care? No seems to notice anything these days," Hermione found herself saying.
"Come on, let's go outside and talk." He took her by the hand and led her outside under the night sky.
"What's wrong?" he asked as he made her sit down against the house.
"You want to know what's wrong? Fine, I'll tell you. Harry's busy snogging Cho, Ron's being chased by women, and no one's showed a lick of interest in me! To top it all off, it's almost my time of month and I haven't had a single damn piece of chocolate!" Hermione snapped at him.
He stared at her. Fred couldn't help but laugh at her.
"This isn't funny! This is exactly why I don't tell any-"
Fred kissed her full on the lips, interrupting her talking. She felt weak as he pulled her close to him. Her arms flung to her side as she was unable to lift them. He put his hands around her face, cupped her chin and kissed her long and hard. When they broke apart, she stared at him with her mouth open.
"Happy now?" he asked, as he winked at her and walked away.
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