Hermione doesn't remember marrying or falling in love with her husband. In fact, when the healer asks her if she'd like to see her husband, she thought Ron would walk through the door. Instead, it was George. A stray Obliviate from a dissenting blood purist hits Hermione as she's debating on the Wizengamot floor for Elf rights. As a result, she loses the last 5 years of her life. Her most recent memory is Fred coming back to life in the Battle of Hogwarts. Years prior, George Weasley struggles to come to terms with the way he feels about Hermione Jean-the brightest witch of her age. This story follows two, parallel timelines. In the first, Hermione struggles to find her place in a world built by a different version of herself. In the other, George traverses before, during, and after the Wizarding War, finding himself more and more drawn to the most dedicated witch he knows. Too bad she's in love with his brother. Rated T. Not a fast burn. *This is a fanwork, made and distributed for fun, without profit. I do not own the rights to these characters or story world*

George knows it can't happen, even though he's loved her since he was 16. They wouldn't make any sense. It would be the most unlikely pairing that nobody saw coming. But were they looking close enough? Split between George and Hermione's points of view, the rebuilding of Hogwarts is no easy task. They grow, together. Slow burn, flashbacks. Detailed post Battle of Hogwarts storyline exploring the past and present of their relationship. Also on Ao3. This will be a long one! (I own nothing but the plot)

Fred has a dream about Hermione and he ends up really confused. George helps out and happy things happen. This is a bad summary. I can guarantee the story is better. It will make your insides want to explode with glee. Dec 2020 update: Thanks for all the support etc for this story! Just thought I'd explain quickly that I wrote and posted this when I was 12 (Jan 2012) so try not to be so harsh on me 😂 it's been 9 years next month!

This story takes place right after the war. Voldemort was defeated and many innocent people have lost their lives. George Weasley being one of them. Everyone is trying to help one another cope while going on with their lives in the wizarding world. Hermione gets a shock from a long time friend, causing her to befriend someone new. Even without George, Fred finds the courage to tell the girl he always liked how he really felt. What will happen when the Weasley/Potters find out who killed George? And will the truths of a myth bring disturbance to the peace and safety of the wizarding world once more? Read and find out in "I Think I Love You: A Fremione Fan Fiction."

[FIRST INSTALMENT] Fred Weasley is known as the joker and one half of a twin. His dazzling good looks, gorgeous blue eyes which contrast perfectly with flaming red hair and his ability to do well enough in his exams without actually trying. He's near enough perfect, isn't he? Then there's Hermione Granger. The know-it-all girl who always has a book in her hands and can be found in the library most nights. She is the one who is in love with Ron Weasley. Well... she was in love with Ron. After the war, Fred is broken in half. His twin has just died, leaving Fred alone in the world. Fred didn't think he would ever have been able to live or even breathe without his twin but that was before he realised he just might have a shot with Hermione, the girl he had loved since her fourth year. Of course difficulties arise with every story and this story is no different. Hermione is taken by Ron but that doesn't stop Fred. Read this story for some betrayal, anger, loss, defiance and most of all, the one thing that binds every being with another... love.

Fred and Hermione have to fight and they are falling for each other but is starts in the fifth year

What happens when two enemies are paired together to work on solving a difficult case? Surely, they'll continue loathing each other, or will they? Theodore Nott, a former death eater is paired with the famous war heroine, Hermione Granger. Witches and wizards begin to go missing, it is their duty to find out who is causing the disappearances. Read to find out what happens between Hermione and Theodore.

Hermione lives each day knowing they are numbered. With every sunrise she wonders how many more she'll get to see. The curse in her arm only grows with every passing month, and it's only a matter of time before it reaches her heart. George lives each day knowing they are numbered. With every night he closes the shop, he wonders how many more he'll get to see. The curse in his ear only grows with every passing month, and it's only a matter of time before it reaches his brain. Hermione and George have until the Summer Solstice to find all the healers with the right potions to heal their deadly curses. From backpacking in the forests of the Philippines, to drinking at taverns in Bosnia and trekking through caves in Cuba . It'll be no easy feat keeping their voyages a secret, and it'll be damn near impossible to keep from falling in love along the way. TW: blood, curses, drugs, hallucinations, lying, scarring, depression, evil beings, darkness

"Is Hermione the sun, George?" Hermione becomes widowed the day before her daughter's first birthday. A horrifying Auror accident, with little too no details to truly know what happened, Hermione is forced to moved on without answers. George is struggling to continue living without his twin, Fred, by his side. The things he once loved become too hard to bare, and he finds himself getting in more trouble than he knows how to handle. So, he builds himself a house. Brixham is a small fishing town, about a half hour drive from the Burrow. Eight minutes by broom. When George discovers that Hermione's rent is about to go up, he hands her a key. -this is on hold while I finish 'Broken Bits' but, I wanted to post the prologue simply for inspo to keep writing both stories, so I can eventually start this one:)-

Loving her was like finally lighting the stars in the night sky. The most beautiful pain one could be subjected too. Knowing that she would be the the most exquisite form of self destruction, yet being addicted to the pull of her gravity, and so he stayed, bathing in the pain of an unrequited love.