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why do i feel alone? | fremione.

summary: hermione and fred have been dating for a while and as of recent, he has been distancing himself from her and she is beginning to feel alone. questioning others is no use as they all tell her the same thing, so what's up?

Dear diary,

What can I say but I am desperately in love with Fred Weasley? I hope and pray to see the day he proposes to me! Me and Fred have been seeing each other for a number of months and things are getting more serious now. No, no consummation yet, but who needs that until the honey moon, honestly? I want him for him and not just a good shag. Although, it does sound rather nice, doesn't it?

Sorry, I zoned out for a second.

Anyway, me and Fred have been together in a relationship since the middle of my sixth year. And things have progressed. It went from joking around, to actually physically messing with each other. Then the holding of the hands, the dance together for Christmas, the kiss under the mistletoe and now? We are inseparable.

Ronald was so upset when he found out, heartbroken really. He had actually planned to propose to me, but I never felt as if something was really there for the two of us, so either way if he was able to make it to the day he asked me, I would have kindly declined.

But back to Fred and me. He has been acting so strange around me lately, and no, it's not my hormones speaking. I know Fred. Even George is acting odd. When I asked Ginny what's up, she won't tell me. And every time I go over to the burrow, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley seem much more joyous. Or maybe it is me? Maybe I am expecting it to happen so much that it's getting to me.... either way, I would never revoke my feelings.

I feel as if Fred is my everything. I feel as if I cannot breath or live without him. He makes me smile, laugh, blush, gosh he knows how to get on my nerves and how to fix it, then say you expect a man you love to, and every time he is right.

Here I am rambling on about Fred and my expectations and hopes when I should be working on my Potions essay I was assigned. Although its not due 'till next week, it always bugs me to wait last minute.

Ugh oh, Harry and Ron just came in. They hate it when they see me writing in here.
I better go. Until next time.

- Hermione Jean Granger

Closing my diary, I sat back in my chair in the library. Ron and Harry both walked up to my table and sat down. Nonchalantly, I grabbed my diary and placed it in my bag.

"Mione, honestly, I don't know why you hide it from us, we know what and who you are writing about." Ron said, rolling his eyes at me. I blushed.