"You! You stole Hermione from me!" Ron said fiercely
How dare he say that when he'd just insulted me and made me look like an utter nutter!
"You, Ron Weasley, are the world's biggest idiot! You don't care about me, you said it yourself! All you care about is your little self. Fred was here when no one else was. He helped me out when I needed help. I love him! You just came to me when you had no one else to snog!" I yelled fiercely.
Taking my wand out, I aimed it at him, his face became really pale and he darted off, Fred on his heels. I smiled to myself. Fred really was the one who cared for me. I left for the house, but Ginny came out and took me for a walk. We talked about nothing and everything, until she turned to face me.
"What happened with Fred?"
How had she known?
"Nothing." I said in a not-so-convincing voice.
She took one look at me and burst into giggles. Then she ran to the house screaming "Fred kissed Hermione!" but I didn't mind. I just followed her.
Ron didn't come out of his room for the rest of the day and Fred had a satisfied grin across his face. I couldn't tell if it was because we'd kissed or because he had done something to Ron no one knew about. The dinner went by without a fight or a food fight. Mrs Weasley seemed a bit stressed, but that might have something to do with the fact that Fred had punched Ron and that I had slapped Ron. No one talked about Ron, and we spent a nice evening in the whole.
That night, I woke up from another nightmare, this time Fred died in my arms. I didn't help him and I was helpless. He got that spell because of me and he had tried to push me out of the way of the deathly curse and he had gotten it instead. I went downstairs and found Fred and George. Immediately, I recognised Fred. Not because he had 2 ears, but because he had slightly darker freckles.
He looked up to see me gazing at him and his face broke into a grin. George just looked from Fred to me, but before he could say anything, I had jumped into Fred's arms. I heard him leaving and closing the door. Finally, I released Fred and went to make hot chocolate. Whilst I poured the warm milk into the mugs I felt two hands grab her around the waist. Carefully, I put the milk down and turned around to face… George?
"What are you doing George?" I asked furious.
He grinned even more and said to Fred "At least she can tell the difference between us two, not like Angelina!"
I chuckled softly, all this was just a test! I pushed his hands off my waist and gave George and mug, then, I went to sit next to Fred on the sofa. I gave him his mug and curled up next to him. He put his arms around me and rocked me gently.
"Another nightmare?" he asked.
But he didn't need an answer, he knew it already. So when I started sobbing into his shirt he wasn't surprised and merrily stroked my hair.
"I don't want you to get hurt for me. I want you to be happy." I said after I had soaked through his shirt.
The look on his face was full of shock, love and confusion. Before, he could open his mouth, I kissed him. After a few moments, he passed his tongue on my lower lip and I granted him entrance. He pulled me tighter and we pulled apart, gasping for air. The kiss had sent little fireworks inside me. It felt amazing and I wanted more, but he put his finger to my lips.
"I will be happy, if I m with you. I love you Hermione." He said softly
I stared at him and finally replied "I love you too."
We stayed there for some time talking about the world. Then he fell asleep. His arms tightly wrapped around me and my face resting on his chest, his steady heart beat making me drift off to sleep.