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I'm gonna love you like I've never been broken. I'm gonna say it like it's never been spoken. Tonight, tonight I'm letting go, go, go, go. I'm gonna give it like it's never been taken. I'm gonna fall like I don't need saving. Tonight, tonight I'm letting go, go, go. ~ Demi Lovato
Day Two
Hermione woke up with her arm across Fred's chest and her head on his chest also. And of course Fred, like all the Weasley's, was still fast asleep. Hermione studied him; how he had a playful smile with a peaceful look on his face, how his bare chest moves when he breathes, how his hair is still tussled from last night and how his bangs hangs just above his eyes, and the way he had his face toward hers. She gripped his side tighter and cuddled in more and Fred's arm around her waist instantly tightened. She loved him so much that she couldn't even put it into words, and she knew he loved her just as much and maybe even more. But, she didn't understand how he could when she is literally someone's leftovers, so to say. How could Fred love her, knowing what Draco did to her and impregnated her with Emily. Hermione felt a single tear roll down her cheek and onto Fred.
"You seem to have forgotten Hermione, I can hear you thoughts. Even when I'm or you are asleep. And I do not consider you a 'left over' and you know I love Emily, even if we didn't make her. I love you more than life itself, never forget that." Fred finished, looking seriously into Hermione's brown eyes with his blue ones. A few tears overflowed over her bottom eye lid. Fred wiped them away with his thumb and took her face in his hands and kissed her. Hermione leaned into the kiss and rested her hand on his cheek. This kiss was probably the sweetest kiss they've shared so far in their marriage. Hermione pulled away from the kiss, sat up, and raised her arms up getting a good stretch. Fred noticed something written on her arm that said "Mudblood" in a scratchy writing. He knew about her being tortured and almost raped, but no one told him about this.
"What in Merlin's name is on your arm?" Fred said as he grabbed her arm and looked questionably at her. Suddenly, she jerked her arm away and started crying. It wasn't the arm grab that made her cry, it was the horrid memories of that time at Malfoy Manor. Fred instantly felt terrible for making her cry and sat up and pulled her into his chest for a hug.
"Bellatrix Lestrange did this to me with some sort of charmed knife where it never heals. She did this because I wouldn't tell were we found the Sword of Godric. After a long minute of Cruciatus Curse hitting me, she carved 'Mudblood' into my upper arm. Then she let Greyback mess with me. And that is what's on my arm." Hermione finished her explanation and crying that left Fred stunned. Bellatrix Lestrange hurt Hermione, along with Greyback, and Draco just added to the mental and physical trauma to her.
"Come on, let's get ready for the day." Hermione said as she pulled away from Fred's chest and placed a peck on his mouth then went into the bathroom to get ready, leaving Fred to get himself ready for the day.
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The sky was so beautiful as Hermione and Fred walked the streets of Rome. They had just bought two bowls of gelato; Hermione got milk chocolate and Fred got strawberry crème, and were walking though a different market than the one they were at yesterday. Hermione had already picked up some things; a black, leather purse with a red rose with a green stem on it; a few romance books; and a beautiful necklace with a silver chain and a silver rose pendent on it for Ginny. Fred was slowly learning his wife loved to shop, but not obsessively. He smiled to himself at how Hermione was a lot more happier today and had more spark in her spirit, probably because she talked out what she was holding from Fred for a while. Hermione had already moved to another booth and saw a gold bracelet with a fairy design on it for Luna; a gold, rustic-looking pocket watch for Harry; a lion pendent on a gold chained, manly necklace for Ron; a china doll for Lily; two books on mythology of Roman and Greek beliefs for Albus and James; a sketchbook for Ron and Luna's daughter Rosalyn along with an art set; a book on pranks not known to other people for George; a scarf for Molly; and a book on muggle things for Arthur.
"So, I don't get a gift from my own wife?" Fred asked childishly as they threw away their bowls and kept walking.
"Oh okay, my body is not a gift enough?" Hermione asked and crossed her arms over her chest, like she was mad. Fred copy-catted Hermione and smiled.
"Of course it is." He said and gave his wife a quick kiss and they kept walking. Fred did purchase a few things; a really cool dragon ring; a red and gold scarf; a couple of viles for his, George's, and Hermione's brews; and a wicked cauldron (what would that be doing in muggle Rome?). Hermione walked a little ahead of him when Fred noticed an older lady selling red roses and bought one for Hermione. She was at a booth selling these stain-glass wind chimes (she purchased a butterfly one and a heart one) and Fred snuck up behind her and held the rose in front of her face, which was surprised.
"Fred! It's beautiful!" Hermione gasped as a smile spread across her face and paid the woman behind the counter. She tangled her fingers through Fred's and they began walking again with a rose in her free hand. They saw all different shops for everything; jewelry, books, stain glass objects, paints, and food (all Hermione's favorites) and of course, bought things from them. They continued walking hand-in-hand through the little marketplace until sunset.
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