the summer of the triwizard tournament, the summer of 1994
*"there's no one like krum! he's like a bird the way he rides the wind! he's more than an athlete! he's an artist!" ron says, when the twins were singing a song about ireland.
"i think you're in love, ron." ginny jokes, laughing afterward.
hermione just laughs and shakes her head but she laughs even more when she hears the twins and harry singing a song about ron and krum, "viktor i love you!"
"can you boys be anymore, childish." hermione says, to no one in particular.
"what's that supposed to mean, granger," one of the twins says, which hermione automatically knows is fred.
she turns to reply but is met with a face an inch away from her face, she shrieks, "fred!"
"yes!" he says, mocking her tone, slowly backing away from hermione's face.
hermione makes a face at him then puts her hand out pushing fred out of her way.
"come on, the game is about to start"
she then walks out of the tent but not without giving him a wink before.
fred just stands there shocked then leaves the tent, his last thought before hitting the open air of the outdoors–woah.
the summer before the war, the summer of 1997
*"i like you. i really like you hermione."
hermione just stared at fred, with her mouth open wide. hermione had always liked fred weasley. how could she not: he was handsome, funny, and older.
everyone, unfortunately, thought that hermione would end up with his brother, ron, but hermione just thought of ron as a friend and only a friend. so with shaking hands she replies back with: "i think i like you too," her eyelashes were covering her eyes.
fred smiles, "you think?" his voice fawning fake accusation. she smiles back at him, "nope."
she brings his face to hers.
*
"i want to keep us a secret though, granger." fred says, his fingers twirling and playing with hers.
"i do too. i feel we should just let it be us for a while and once we know that what we have is real, then we'll tell our families."
fred just smiles at his girlfriend and quickly pecks her lips, grabbing the hand that was intertwined with his own, and pulling her down, so she was laying next to him.
*
and they would eventually tell them, a year later and melin, would their reactions be beyond their imaginations.
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violets for roses.
Storie brevithey were both crazy...for each other. but there was one thing more crazier than them: their families.