Awakening (Fred Weasley)
  • Reads 320,983
  • Votes 8,217
  • Parts 38
  • Time 2h 59m
  • Reads 320,983
  • Votes 8,217
  • Parts 38
  • Time 2h 59m
Complete, First published Apr 17, 2017
"Elle! Where have you been, dearie?" shrieked Molly.

"We've been worried sick! I went to pick up Callie and when I got back you weren't here!" George nearly shouted.

"Fred wanted to help search! He's finally remembered who you are!" Harry chimed in.

"Don't ever scare me like that again!" Dad said as he hugged me.

"Woah, woah! Everyone, quiet!" I yelled, overwhelmed.

I looked at Harry. "What do you mean, Fred's finally remembered who I am?"

{Sequel to Stunning. Read that first, as things will not make sense in this book if you don't.}
All Rights Reserved
Sign up to add Awakening (Fred Weasley) to your library and receive updates
or
#893fredweasley
Content Guidelines
You may also like
You may also like
Slide 1 of 10
A Monster Dressed In Yellow cover
Just Another Boy - Fred Weasley cover
George Weasley X Reader REMADE cover
The Other Granger (George Weasley x Reader) cover
Yellow - {Fred Weasley} cover
Aurora Olsen (George Weasley & Draco Malfoy love triangle)  cover
The Weasley Twins One Shot Book  cover
Cursing (Fred Weasley) cover
Euphoria | George Weasley cover
This Isn't a Joke (George Weasley x  Reader) - DISCONTINUED cover

A Monster Dressed In Yellow

33 parts Complete

"He..well that would be because he is." Percy answered with a slow nod. "Distraught that is." Percy clarified, as if she needed it. "Hermione, do you know who George is?" He asked, terrified of the answer. It would ruin him. It would down right destroy what little they had left of him. "Well I'd like to see him, before I forget." Hermione declared, an edge of panic in her voice. "He must be awfully important to me if the lot of you won't let him through the damn door." Her voice rose in pitch, the panic overwhelming her. A HermionexGeorge love story. Hermione wakes in a world she does not recognize. Strapped to a bed and hooked to machines that do little to aid the werewolf blood now pumping through her veins. She can smell and hear everything-the sound of nurses walking down hallways and pens clicking in hands. She can smell the bleach scrubbed in the floor and the leftover blood in her hair no one had scrubbed out. But in the mist of all that, a lingering scent awaits. Oranges & Cinnamon. tw: blood, scars, reliving trauma, foul language, dark magic & sexual content