Hermione stood in shock at the scene that stood before her; she was in the middle of the kitchen at the Burrow, pleasantly enjoying her dinner when Ron made the announcement that he had something to ask her, something in which he needed her to stand for. Now that should have given her the first warning, but oblivious to what was about to happen Hermione agreed. The second warning immediately caused the desired effect of shock as Ron got down onto one knee on front of his entire family. Why Me? Why is this happening?

"Hermione Jean Granger, I know we're not together and that we've been broken up for some time now but I still love you. I'm still in love with you. You called me selfish and self-centred. That was true because I never took into consideration your feelings or how I was treating you. I was a jerk. But now I want to make it up to you"

The room was silent, Hermione raised her head to glance at the others who were just as stunned as she was. Mr Weasley was frowning at his youngest son on the ground, Ginny was smirking at Hermione knowing clearly what this was going to cause as a result, Harry was shaking his head and covering his eyes, being unable to watch the disaster that was about happen. George who was in the middle of eating, now held his fork meters away from his mouth as he stared at the scene in absolute shock. Bill and Charlie were smirking, both also knowing where this was heading. Mrs Weasley was staring open eyed and looking back and forth between Hermione and Ron. Finally, that left Fred.

If looks could kill then Ron would certainly be 6 foot under the ground by now, Fred's eyes were narrow slits as he glared at his younger brother, he was holding onto the table in a death grip and was trying to remain calm.

Hermione slowly looked back over at Ron who was still on one knee; he slowly opened a red velvet box that held a small but pretty ring that held a single diamond in the middle of it. "You're my world Hermione, and I never want to lose you again. So would you do me the honour of becoming my wife? Will you marry me?"

Silence again enveloped the kitchen as everyone tried to take the news in, what in earth had possessed Ron to propose to Hermione? Someone he wasn't even dating considering they had been broke up for more than a year and a half. A small groan was heard from the table and Hermione saw from her peripheral vision that Harry had laid his head down on the table, too uncomfortable to watch what was about to happen.

As Hermione glanced back at Ron and to the surprise of everyone in the room, she began to laugh. And not just a sarcastic laugh that you would use at a prank that didn't have the desired effect, but a full on belly laugh that only Fred or George could evoke with one of their pranks. The entire Weasley family watched as the young girl broke down into hysterics, she was now doubled over and clutching her stomach, finally seeing the humour in the situation considering that Ron had not been able to work out what had been transpiring over the year.

Ron watched with wide eyes as Hermione begun to laugh, something he wasn't able to do during their entire relationship together, he watched as she wiped the tears from her eyes and then erupted into even more giggles. He didn't know what was so funny about the situation considering he was putting his heart on the line to the only girl he has truly loved. He stood back up, closed the box and glared at Hermione

"You could have just said no, you know. Instead of laughing in my face" He muttered

Once Hermione was able to regain control, she took a deep breath before looking at Ron again. "I'm sorry Ron but my answer was always going to be no. Firstly, we're not even together anymore and we haven't been for a year and a half now, so it wouldn't make any sense for me to say yes to you"

Ron winced at the brutal honesty she was giving to him.

"And secondly, how have you not noticed what's been going on for the past year?

"What do you mean?" Ron frowned, confused at what she was trying to insinuate. "What's been going on?"

Hermione rolled her eyes, "Seriously? You haven't noticed anything?"

"Not a thing"

Hermione shook her head but turned round to Fred, "Do you want to tell him or shall I?"

At the sound of Hermione's voice Fred broke his intense glare at Ron, instead choosing to meet her brown eyes and replacing the frown on his face with a smile. He immediately stood up and walked by her side, no longer worried at what his younger brother was going to think of their revelation.

"What's this got to do with Fred?"

Fred just shook as his head as his brother chose to remain completely oblivious, instead of using words to clue Ron in he decided that his actions would be better than words and instead chose to wrap his arm around Hermione's waist and press a sweet but gentle kiss to her head. Ron watched between the two, the way that when their eyes met it was like they were having a silent conversation. Fred was being so gentle with her, not because he thought she was delicate but because he cared for her. And the way Hermione leaned into his embrace, clearly enjoying the warmth that was radiating from his gentle hold; it was a reaction that definitely should that they were definitely more than friends.

"Wait, hold on. You two?" Ron asked indecorously, not willing to believe what he was seeing

"Yes Ron, us" Hermione smiled, her head resting on Fred's chest

"You mean to tell me, you're with my brother?" Ron was angry now, the tips of his ears were red and he now had a steely glare fixed on Fred.

"I am and we love each other Ron. I'm sorry but I can't marry you. You'll find someone soon though, someone who is more suited to you than I ever was" Hermione smiled sadly at him

"How could you do this to me Mione? How could you do this to us?" Ron bellowed, which had been a mistake considering the look of death that Hermione was now giving him

"To us? Ron there hasn't been an us since you broke up with me a year and a half ago! You destroyed us and I'm pretty certain that you can remember the reason why" She hissed. "We're not compatible Ron and you even agreed with me. We're too different"

"Different? Do you not think you and Fred are different? You're a bossy, know it all bookworm and he's a silly, jolly prankster. How are you two any different than you and I?"

Everyone who had been sitting at the table during the confrontation groaned at Ron's response, he had never been the most tactful person when coming back with responses, and usually he ended up insulting the person. Hermione just shook her head, "Fred's different. He treats me better; he treats me like an actual person and cares for my feelings. He asks my opinions on things, even if I'm not the most knowledgeable about them. He loves me" She smiled, glancing up at her boyfriend who was grinning down at her, grateful for her public display of affection for him

Ron pretended to gag, "But I love you too! You're mine. He knows that and you know that. You should be with me"

"Wrong thing to say little brother" Fred growled, much to the surprise of everyone apart from George who was now smirking. "Hermione is not an object or a prize to be won or owned. She is a human being who deserves to be treated like one. She has feelings and just because you're an imbecile ass who can't see that doesn't mean someone else can't!" He growled

Ron gulped, he could clearly see the anger in Fred's eyes as he spoke, his protectiveness of Hermione coming out clear and strong, so strong in fact that Ron stumbled back a step or two, hoping that his older brother wasn't about to use his wand on him. He didn't know when or how it had happened but he could the love clearly in both Fred and Hermione's eyes, they were each other's everything. Suddenly Ron felt the fight leaving his body as he deflated with defeat; he stuffed the ring back in his pocket and nodded. "Fine. Whatever. I need some air" He huffed before stalking about the back door and into the night.

Hermione sighed with relief once the back door closed; she turned to Fred and shook her head. "I honestly can't believe he done that"

"Neither can I" Fred sighed, hugging her tightly to his body and kissing the top of her head again. "But at least he knows now"

Hermione nodded, enjoying the warmth from Fred's body when someone from the table coughed lightly, they glanced over and saw George smirking. "If you two lovebirds are finally finished with our soap opera tonight we would kindly like to continue with dinner, would you like to join us?"

They both rolled their eyes but took their seats again at the table as the family finally fell back into normal conversation, Hermione was too caught up in her conversation with Ginny that she didn't notice Fred and George having one of their own.

"He nearly upstaged you" George remarked

Fred chuckled, "I know, he's such a git. Trying to woo my girl. I think a little prank for revenge is in the works, what do you think George?"

"Why, oh twin of my, I wholeheartedly agree" George grinned, clinking his glass of butterbeer against Fred's. "Oh one more thing"

"What's that?" Fred asked

"You're so whipped"