Fremione One-Shots

Hermione's Worst Nightmare

"Let me go! Let me go!" Hermione screamed. She was being restrained by Rodolphus Lestrange, the spouse of the notorious Bellatrix Lestrange. She writhed around in his arms, but he had a very firm grip on her. On the other side of the dark room she was in, George Weasley was being held back by Rabastan.

Fred Weasley's body was lying in the middle of the floor of a dark room. Neither Hermione nor George remembered how they got there.

He was alive, but barely. Bellatrix was hovering around him. "This is what happens when you mess with ol' Bellatrix!" she screamed at Hermione and George. She pointed her crooked wand at the mass that was Fred and shouted,"CRUCIO!" Fred let out an awful cry of agony. He was about to suffer the same fate as the Longbottoms, or maybe even death.

Hermione and George writhed even harder, but the Lestrange brothers were too powerful. All they could do was watch Fred as he was tortured to insanity. Bellatrix cackled with delight, and Hermione and George also let out cries of pain. The two people who Fred loved the most had to watch him go through excruciating pain.

"NO! NO!!!!! STOP IT!! LET ME GO!!! LET FRED GO!" Hermione shrieked.

Bellatrix then did something very surprising. She normally tortured and killed as if it was a game, but she just said,"Okay. Very well then. Boys, release them."

Rodolphus and Rabastan immediately let go and the trio left the room. The two knelt down beside Fred. Hermione checked for a pulse.

"D-dead..."

They broke down into tears. Neither of them knew what to say. Fred was actually gone...

All of a sudden, Hermione heard a voice that said,"Hermione, wake up..." She looked around the room, confused. The next moment, she found herself in the middle of the Gryffindor common room drenched with sweat. She must have fallen asleep while reading. It was all an awful nightmare. She looked up and saw Fred staring back at her (she had figured out how to tell them apart).

"You okay? I heard you screaming my name..."

She threw her arms around him and said,"Thank God you're alive!"

"Er, what do you mean?"

She didn't answer. They just sat in the middle of the common room, tightly embraced. Fred was alive, and that was all that mattered to Hermione.