I Promise

How it Began

Disclaimer Again I do not own the characters (well all except Rebekah Malfoy)
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Bold writing means Hermione from the future has taken over writing of the story! Hopefully this will only happen at the end of each chapter hey! I heard that! Oh sorry Hermione I didn't see you there! I'm going to the library! No surprise there. I heard that too! You were supposed to! Hpmm *storms out of my writing cupboard*
*rolls her eyes* let's get on shall we?

After the battle of Hogwarts all of the normally happy and lively Weasley's were understandably grieving over the death of Percy. However non-more-so then the twins (They blamed themselves for the wall you see, quite ridiculously I might add!)
George already had someone looking out for him in the form of his girlfriend Rebekah Malfoy. Fred on the other hand had no one to help him and I could see that Molly was getting rather worried for her fourth youngest son
"Mrs Weasley?" I said going over
"Yes dear?" She replied
"Would you like me to keep an eye on Fred? Give you a chance to relax?"
"Oh Hermione I couldn't ask you to do that!"
"Oh no Mrs Weasley I insist."
Molly just gave me a strange knowing smile and said "Okay Hermione, that's very nice of you." As I recall I replied with " anything for my wizarding family Mrs Weasley" as I began to walk away
I smiled as I walked into the living room -which is where Fred George and Rebekah were situated-
"Hey Mia" Fred croaked quietly (Mia has been his nickname for me since that troll attacked me in the bathroom- to tell the truth I've always secretly liked it... he just doesn't know that)

"Hey Freddie" I replied softly, going to sit with him on the sofa "how are you?" I asked him, my voice full of concern.
"Oh you know, I'm doing okay" he replies letting his sad tear filled gaze slowly drift towardthe photo of Percy that head been erected on the mantle after his death. I looked up at him sadly placing my hand in his shoulder to let him know I was there for him, he looked down at me and neither of us said a word but my message was conveyed loudly and clearly "I will always be here for you Fred." (And I'm sticking to that) he nodded andf smiled weakly as as tear slid down his check I smiled weakly back at him, and out of the corner of my eye I could see Rebekah and George exchange a look and a knowing smile.

Little did I know that Rebekah and George had noticed the little loving glances Fred's way or the way that he looked at me when I was stuck in my then (and still) favorite book Hogwarts A History, or the way he looked at me when I was chatting animatedly about the things that I loved... I didn't know it then but looking back I realise now that that's where our friendship started and you know what? Since that day in 1998 when I went to see if Fred was okay, he has gotten so much stronger, I will tell you this because I can trust you not to go to that statement bending bitch Rita Skeeter... (I hope.) That I Hermione Weasley am very proud of how far my husband Fred Weasley has come in the past ten years.