The Fox Knows Many Tricks

Hermione Granger made a life for herself after the war. Aside from the nightmares and images that invade every time she closes her eyes, everything is great. At least that's what Hermione tells herself in order to be able to sleep at night. But really, it's not that bad. Although being engaged to Ron has its cons, he loves her and provides her with hope for a decent future. At this point, that is all Hermione allows herself to expect from a man. But when a midnight encounter with a fox, a redhead, and a gravestone sheds light on a dark secret, Hermione's entire world collapses.

Loads of Fremione with other ships (including Hinny and Nuna) as undertones. Everything familiar belongs to JKR herself. It's a head canon and AU, but I'm trying to keep the story believable and in alignment with everything other than the last chapter of DH, in which the trio is married with children. Fred obviously isn't dead in this fic, but my explanation for this (!!!) does line up with Fred's SUPPOSED death scene and is integral to the story, so please suspend your disbelief!