Hey

So, sorry that i haven't posted in like what a year. life just been busy and i never really had a lot of time of write but i wrote this today and felt i should share it. i was feeling poetic but like shakespeare poetic. So this is what happen:


when fate doesn't like you back


The war was stagnant, at a pause, a break. The bushy haired girl raced straight to the great hall, dodging the rubble, and debris laying around. As she entered she watched medi witches bustle about attending to the injured. She scooped the hall, finally spying a mass of red hair, at the other end, flocking over a stretcher. 'No' the girl drew a breath. Dreading what she would find, she raced up the stretcher. Upon her arrival, the red haired family parted, letting the brunette trough. 'No' she repeated as her eyes fell on the man that brought her the happiest moments of her life. Kneeling down, she brushed his hair off his face before taking hold of his limp cool hand. She looked up and met eyes with his other half. The joy that once dance in his eyes had gone, and in replace was only sadness. Tears lined his cheeks. When the pair finally exchanged words, they were painful. Both fighting the tears that came with losing a loved one.

"He loved you, more than anything".

"I know". The girl looked down at her man. "That's what hurts me the most. I know it's cheesy but he was special. He had this way of brightening even the darkest of days. With him the world seemed so, so vivid. He turned on a light, with which I could see all the beauties in life and love that he could. When others were blind to it. He had this way of making everything so vibrant, so happy. With him I could see the world for what it was. He showed me how to love. He showed me that even in the darkest of times sometimes all you need is a good laugh. Something to keep you smiling, keep you happy. For me, that was him. I loved him endlessly. His love is what brought me here. He made me go, saying that if we ever wanted to be happy, in this life, that we would have to fight. He said that he would see me on the other side. You lied, Weasley."

"That he did, Granger"

"I feel as though I've taken him for granted. He taught me so much, and yet i taught him anything"

"But you did, you taught him and me to use knowledge for the better. We loved pranking, but we never really knew what to accomplish in life, until we met you. You taught us that taking the things you know and applying them to the situation you are in, is the best way to change the world. That's what we did with the shop, we created something to laugh about during the war. We created a flicker of happiness into this war but you will bring the flame out. You know he didn't die in vain, his legacy will live on and he will be remembered. Through you, me, my family, our friends, the shop. He may be gone but he will always be with you, Mia"

Hermione broke down in tears, at the use of her nickname. Only Fred could call her that. He was gone, and there was nothing she could do to help it. Through the tears and sobs that racked her body. She mumbled

"I'll miss him"

"We all will," said George, squeezing her hand.

The rest of the mass of red hair, enveloped hermione in a hug. From this day, Hermione would need this crazy, loud but loving family a whole lot more than she ever thought she would.


so how was it...

thank for reading i hope you liked it.

i you have any ships you think i should write on, please tell me which one(s), i would really like your input.

until next time

xoxo BeaBea