DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THESE CHARACTERS. THEY ARE ALL CREATED BY THE GENIUS, J.K. ROWLING WHO I WORSHIP.
This part will hopefully be better than the last part. I plan on having a lot more Romione and Framione. Enjoy!
Dedicated to my best interweb friend; Blueberry. Who is also my co writer for this series . LOVE YOU BIATCH. (RebekahJones9)
The next morning, Hermione woke up hours before anyone else would be waking up. She decided to go downstairs and get a glass of water. She got out of bed, padded quietly down the narrow stairs and entered the kitchen. She poured herself a glass of water and went through to the living room…
“Hi, ‘Mione” said a familiar voice, standing behind her.
It was the voice that she dreaded to hear.
She spun around. “Fred?”
“You got it, ‘Mione. You were always smart.”
Hermione felt her fair cheeks burn passionately as she hid her face in the glass of icy water.
“I’m sorry, that was inappropriate. You’re just so… perfect.” Fred stuttered out in his steamy voice causing Hermione to choke on her water. As she laughs awkwardly, Hermione decides it’s best to go back to bed but as she goes to do so, Fred grabs her arm gently before briskly moving her inches away from his cherry lips. “I love your eyes.” He declares in a whisper… Hermione feels his warm breath on her face, her heart pounds at what feels like 100mph… What was she supposed to do?!
After what felt like hours, Fred’s soft lips brushed across hers in a gentle kiss. The kiss was so much different from the ones that she had shared with Ron. This one was sweet, passionate and gentle, Ron’s were unintentionally rough and sloppy. Fred’s kiss left her wanting more, without thinking she kissed him back. Before she knew it, his hands were tangled in her brown curls and he had pushed her up against the wall, caressing her soft lips with his.
“Fr-Fred!” she said, pushing him off of her. “I can’t do this!” she told him in a loud whisper, so as not to wake the house up. Fred looked hurt, like a bludger had just hit him in the face. His deep brown eyes bore into hers, with a look of sorrow and heartbreak. “I’m sorry Hermione… Its just-“ he paused and shook his head, crowned with his messy red-bed hair. “It doesn’t matter” he finally said, sighing deeply.
Fred spun around with blurring speed as he slammed his arms against the cupboard. Muscles pulsing. Hair scuffled. Emotions scattered. Hermione jumped back, seeing the venerable red head outraged. He leaned against the cupboard, his back to her.
Hermione took weary steps towards Fred before placing her hand gently on his back and sliding it up to his neck. As she does so, she's found staring into the watery, heartbroken eyes of her secret crush. "I-I I'm really sorry, Fred. It's J-just … Ron … and-" Hermione attempted to stutter out although, Fred cut her off as she tried to do so; "I think we should go back to sleep…" Hermione nodded and took one more look into the broken eyes of Fred Weasley before returning to bed.
Hermione crawled into her now cold bed and closed her eyes in attempts to get some rest. However everytime she closed her eyes Fred the scenes of that night replayed in her head. She felt guilty for kissing him when she was dating Ron, she felt torn and heartbroken. She opened her eyes again and stared at the dull ceiling, even with her mind focused on something else the thoughts of what she and Fred had done still haunted her. It was an on-going nightmare that she couldn’t escape from. She just wished she could forget everything and act like it never happened. But her and Fred both knew, that just wasn’t an option…
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