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Fred's POV

"Fred, I m ready!" she called from upstairs.

My heart did a somersault just the sight of her. She was dressed in a simple jean and red top. It looked ravishing on her and her top made her hair stand out.
"My, 'Mione, you look great!" I said with a grin on my face.

She blushed so brightly, it could have been the same colour as her shirt. But she beamed all the same at the compliment. We got ready to apparate but then I remembered.

"Hermione, you need a blind fold! It's meant to be a surprise!" I cried out.

She laughed at my comment, that sweet innocent laugh. So I slipped a fine piece of cloth over her head and tied it. I waved my fingers in front of her face and imitated tickling her but she didn't move. We then got ready to disapparate again. When we apparated, Hermione stumbled on top of me and we both fell in the grass in a… well, let's just say an awkward position. I rolled her over so that she was on her back and I stood up, motioning for George and Ron to come forward and get the place ready. Hermione started getting up but I went to sit by her and held her hands. There was a look of surprise and delight on her face. She really was the most beautiful woman in the world and before I could change my mind, I leaned forward and kissed her. She responded and moments later, my tongue was on her bottom lip and she was letting me in. After some time, she pulled back gasping for air. I turned around to find the place set. George and Ron had laid out the table and meal perfectly, the scenery was perfect. I led Hermione to her chair and made her sit down, and then I sat down myself and took the blind fold off using my wand. She looked around and gasped.
"Frederick, who did you pay to make this?" She asked in a joky manner.

"Well, Hermione, believe it or not, Ron and George did this together. Without me asking to!" I replied in a serious voice.

At the mention of Ron's name, Hermione tensed. But I put a hand on hers and she relaxed. We enjoyed a quite meal, away from all the bustle and hassle of the burrow.

Hermione's POV

The meal was very nice, we had time to talk about a bit of everything without worrying about the war. Then, after the desert, Fred went down on one knee.

"Fred… What are you doing?" I asked, shocked.

"Don't worry" he said calmly "I m not proposing to you, not yet at least. I realised I didn't ask you out officially so here it is. Will you go out with me Hermione Granger, the sweetest girl I know?" he asked, with a tone of sarcasm to make it less cheesy.

Without hesitation, I pulled him up and kissed him.
"Is that a yes?" he asked mocking a surprised face.

"Of course it is" I replied "or else I wouldn't kiss you would I?"

And I kissed him again. At that moment we heard someone apparated and I was being dragged backwards. I heard Fred shout my name and then I blacked out, a horrible pain racing through my brain.
Next time I woke up, I was in a pitch black room.

A bit more than a love story this is