Fremione One-shots

Vows

When I was little, I always pictured myself as a princess living in her own castle. My mother and father proud of the girl I became and my husband handsome and kind.

Then I grew up. I didn't want to be a princess anymore. I wanted to be a doctor or a lawyer, making a difference in the world. Doing something for the greater good. Using my smarts for something good, something revolutionary, something that could help loads of children all around the globe.

But then my letter came. It's not that I wasn't happy. It's just that I already was an outsider being smarter than the rest and having buck tooth and frizzy hair didn't help either, but being a witch? That just made things worse. Not that I was ungrateful at the time, I simply didn't plan for this and if you know me, I like to organize things.

It was that moment that I knew that my life was about to change, and boy it did.

I stepped on a magical train and rode to Hogwarts, a place I now call my second home. The place where I found the best of friends and the love of my life. I'm not going to lie. It was pretty scary in the beginning. A new school, new life and the best was yet to come: the discovery of magic.

Our story started the moment I sat beside you, right after I was sorted into Gryffindor. You were the first person to welcome me and for that I'm forever grateful. Because let's be honest. I could be a bit annoying and obnoxious back in the day. But you didn't mind. You introduced me to your friends and that was the first time I ever felt accepted. Then all went wrong.

I didn't have any friends, but you still sat with me every night by the fire when everyone else was asleep, keeping me company, but one day that stopped. Not because I didn't want those moments anymore, but because I had made some friends. My best friends who are now here with us, Harry Potter and your brother Ronald Weasley.

First Year became bearable with them around, but once a month we met by the fire. At that point I was sure that not even George knew where you were and I felt special because of that.

Then the Philosopher stone happened. I was always in the library searching in every book that I could find, but because of that I missed our meetings and they just ended. That is my biggest regret by the way.

Second Year was even harder than the year before. We talked but it wasn't the same. The only thing you did what I then knew was launching at Malfoy for calling me a Mudblood, but what I didn't knew at the time was that you visited me a lot while i was petrified by the Basilisk. I even believe that I would've never known this if we didn't play truth or dare that one time.

Third Year was the hardest one for me in the means of schoolwork. I took almost every class whitch is insane I know that now, but I didn't care back then. I just wanted to know everything. That just in my nature. You were there for my when Harry Ron and I had our falling out. You let me cry on your shoulder more times than I like to admit. Sometimes you'd even put a blanket on me while I fell asleep in the commonroom by the fire. And don't deny it, I know you once carried me to my room and tucked me in. Until this day I'm puzzled at how you managed to trick the stairs, but some things are better untold.

Fourth Year, the year I had my first date and first kiss, unfortunately not with you. When Viktor asked me to the Yule Ball I told him that I had to think about it, because I wanted you to ask me, so I waited and that's when I saw you ask Angelina. I was heartbroken and I didn't want to admit it at first. I knew I liked you back then, but in that moment I knew that I had a crush on you. Don't get me wrong Viktor, I love you and you're a great friend, but even back then you must have known I liked someone else. Then I was placed in that lake as his price and I was hounerd but also a bit scared. I thought that now you would never notice me and think that I was in love with Viktor instead of you. That thought haunted me for the rest of my year and you just went on with your life. Your bets and all the mischief.

Fifth Year was weird. Everyday I was conflicted with why you do what you do. Get yourself in trouble I never understood it until one time, after I screamed at you and George for testing products on First Years, I followed you. You were making sure all the attention went to you, George and Lee instead of the other pupils. That made me like you even more. This was also the year that we started to hang out more. Going on trips and walks around the castle, walking together from and to a DA meeting, we just found out groove and then you left. You just left and to be honest to you. I was heartbroken. I was for most part of the summer and then right before school started again, I went with your family to your shop. You stood there smiling at me in all your glory with that stupid grin on your face when I walked in and all my feelings came back, just like that. That day was the first time that you asked me out and when you did I just stood there, gaping at you. Thinking back at that moment still makes me a bit embarrassed, but I got over it and said yes.

Sixth Year was a mess. I missed you a lot at Hogwarts. I missed your jokes, your laughter, your smile and the joy you guys brought to all the students. I felt lonely again, but a different kind of loneliness. Then Cormac came and made it worse and not to mention Ron who said that he liked me. I'm sorry Ron but you were just my friend. Sixth Year was also my rebellious year. I snuck out more then once, broke curfew more times you could even imagine and I even sneaked you back in. I'm sorry about that Minerva, but yeah, I was just smitten with him. We were happy, content. I had everything I ever wanted. And on Bill's wedding you kissed me for the first time, in the middle of the dancefloor. It was just magical, then all went to hell

The war happened and we didn't see each other for a very long time. The first time I saw you again was when you were almost crushed by that horrid wall. I thank my lucky star every night that Percy casted a protego otherwise I doubt that we would even be here today. Do Percy thank you again.

After the war our adventure began and not without it's difficulties. Me being Hermione Granger war heroin and you a successful businessman, the world was out to get us, but we survived.

A year after the war you took me on an unexpected holiday. We went to Paris and as cliché as it sounds you proposed on top of the Eiffel tower. It was just perfect.

And here we are about to be married with our dearest friends and families. I couldn't wish for a kinder, funnier more handsome guy in the world. You stole my heart. You  crawled onto me and stuck to me like super glue and didn't let go and for that I'm truly grateful.

I don't know why I deserve you and how it's even possible that you liked me as well. I just live you with all my heart and from this day forward I will always love you. Forever. I love you Fred Weasley.

He stared at me, tears in his eyes and the biggest smile on his face I have ever seen.

I love you too soon to be Mrs Fred Weasley.

AN

I hope you guys liked it. I wanted to update so I wrote this in the middle of the night because it just came to me.  I wrote this one my phone so I'm sorry if there are a lot of mistakes, just let me know.
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