Chapter Thirteen: I Totally Ship You Two

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Hermione's POV

*NOW*

"Hermione! Bloody hell get out of the way!" George yelled at me and I rolled my eyes and shot a spell at a death eater.

"Calm down George!" I yell back and then shoot another death eater.

"Hermione!" George yelled and pushed me out of the way of a spell I could have easily blocked. I shoot the death eater quickly and look at George.

"I can defend myself!"

"I know you can! it's just the what ifs! I'm not going to risk losing you and your baby too. I just- I can't. Please just stop fighting. If not for me, do if for Fred." He says and I swear I see tears threaten so spill out of his eyes. But I'm not sure because my vision is blurred by my own tears. I quickly wipe them away and nod.

"I won't fight. Okay?" I say and he nods thankfully.

"Okay. Now get the hell outta here."

***FLASHBACK***

"I knew he liked you!" Ginny shouts at me and I smile like a Cheshire Cat. "I knew it! So did he kiss you?" She asks and I just blush in response and fall back into my bed. "I totally ship you two." She says and I laugh.

"Has anyone asked you yet Gin?" I ask her and she shakes her head sadly. "Well.. I'm sure someone will, your really pretty Gin." I say and she just nods.

***

"Hermione!" I hear someone call my name and I see neville running towards me. "Hey Hermione."

"Um hi neville." I say.

"I-I was wondering if you uh ifyawantedtogototheballwithme."

"Um... what?"

"Do-do you want to go to the yule ball with me?"

"Oh... um neville I'm sorry but I already have a date." I said feeling bad.

"Oh.. right. Yeah okay." He says and smiles sadly at me before turning around. I feel really bad now.

But then I have an idea. "Neville!" I call and he turns around. "What about Ginny? She doesn't have a date and I know she really wants to go to the yule ball." I suggest.

"Oh... yeah. Yeah that's a good idea, thanks hermione." He says with a goofy grin and walks off.

***

Ginny and I are currently looking through the racks of clothing, trying to find the perfect dress for each of us. I go to one side and try to find something that would match my skin complexion but I don't see anything that would work. "Hermione!" Ginny yells from across the store. I see the cashier give us a dirty look and I walk to where Ginny is.

"Wh - oh my god. That's beautiful." I say, stunned by the dress she had picked out. It was pale pink at the top and tight. At the waist it begins to have many different shaded pink ruffles. I grab it and look at the price tag, it's not too expensive either.

"Let's find you a dress and then we can try them on." I say excitedly. She nods and we look some more.

"Hermione I found one." She says and shows me a pretty dress, appropriate for her age. It's light green at the top then a pastel pink. There is a hot pink band and at he waist it flows out into a pastel green skirt. We go to try on the dresses in the dressing room and I'm so happy. The dress fits perfectly on me and I have to say, it looks great.

We buy the dresses and leave the shop, ready for the ball.

*NOW*

I cry as I hide myself in the bathroom, hoping no death eaters come in. I can't lets George lose me and my baby too.

I wipe my eyes as I cry even harder. Fred is dead. He's dead. I feel like the realization that I'll never see him just hit me. I'm never going to kiss him again. I can never joke with him, laugh with him, cuddle with him. I can't do anything with him because he's gone. I'm gonna miss waking up to him attempting to cook me breakfast. I'll miss laying down at night and just staring into his brown eyes. I'll miss it all.

I cry even harder. It's not fair! It's not fair at all! He was so young! How am I supposed to cope? Im carrying his child and I don't want to raise it with George's help. It will be awkward. It's always been awkward ever since-

But my thoughts are interrupted by someone barging into the bathroom. It's Ginny and she runs up to me and hugs me. "Hermione, it's over." She says and helps me up. I look at her and see that she has been crying too. "Voldemort is dead and Harry is alive. Let's go." She says and I nod. We walk out of the bathroom in silence.

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