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Imagine Molly Weasley gushing over Hermione one day.

“Oh dear, it is so nice to have you visit us! You and Harry have both become family to us, you know that, don’t you? Which is so nice, because Ginny’s always wanted a sister.”

And Molly then turns to Fred, who’s of course standing nearby.

“…Isn’t it like you’ve got another sister, Fred?”

And Fred, who’s been in love with Hermione for years, can only make an awkward, strangled sort of noise that Molly shrugs off and takes as agreement, and makes Hermione giggle.

Meanwhile, George - who knows Fred’s been in love with Hermione for years - bursts out laughing.

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Fred/Hermione (2) Masterlist

part one

A Charming Fairy Godprince (ao3) - NiteFang T, 10k

Summary: When Ron’s more troll-like tendencies arise, Fred and George take it upon themselves to bring out Hermione’s inner princess to make sure she’ll have the best Yule Ball experience. However, just because Fred’s already a fairy godfather doesn’t mean he can’t also be a bit of a Prince Charming.

All I want for Christmas is you (to not be a Horcrux) (ao3) - Bookloverstar, Yulefest hermione/fred, theodore/harry, adrien/george M, 42k

Summary: The war was won but the victors still lost. Grieving the loss of Fred, Hermione decides to go back for a special 8th year to finish what she had started and to hopefully start new where there was still so much left unsaid. George Weasley had made the surprise move to join her, to stay closer to his lost twin. However, magic is fickle and just because someone is lost, doesn’t mean they stay that way.

A Tissueful of Love (ao3) - MarinaJune M, 1k

Summary: Hermione's sick at home at the start of the holidays and Fred knows just how to make her feel better.

A Weasley Homecoming (ao3) - Beccax95 hermione/fred, pansy/ron, harry/ginny T, 4k

Summary: Sent away on a mission by Minister Kingsley Shaklebolt; Ron Weasley finds himself missing out on five years of his Friends and Families lives. Alot can happen in five years; such as your best friend marrying one of your twin brothers. Join Ron as he reunites with his family and Friends on Fred and George’s Birthday.

Bibbidi Bobbidi Boo (ao3) - PrettiestStar17 G, 4k

Summary: Fred is planning a special surprise for Hermione’s birthday and enlists the help of George and his children.

By Your Bedside (ao3) - Bookloverstar M, 4k

Summary: All the times Fred and Hermione have been by each other’s bed sides and the one time they were happy about it.

Deal or No Deal (ao3) - LetticeDouffet hermione/fred, luna/george T, 40k

Summary: What might have happened if Hermione met Fred and George on the train instead of Ron and Harry? (What started as a one shot that grew into something more.)

Eiris, Rainbows and Tradition (ao3) - Beccax95 E, 10k

Summary: Throughout his lifetime John Granger presented his wife with many flowers, all of them irises. Hermione Granger could only hope to find someone who loved her as much as her grandfather loved her grandmother. This is a story of finding friendship and love while creating a legacy built on tradition.

Fireworks and Quills: a Fremione Christmas Romance (ao3) - moonfairy13, Yulefest E, 22k

Summary: It started with a post-war Samhain party, after which two people wake to find find that unusual marks have appeared on their bodies.

When Fred sees the gently moving quill on his left hip, he naturally sees it as confirmation that he’s meant to be with the witch he’s fancied since she punched Malfoy on the nose.

When Hermione sees the exploding firework on hers, she naturally assumes it’s one of Fred and George’s pranks and decides to ensure that they don’t have the satisfaction of finding out that their trick worked.

Will the fated pair work things out in time for a Happy Christmas at The Burrow?

And who else awoke to find similar marks?!

Hermione’s Escape (ao3) - buttons007 G, 1k

Summary: Hermione finds herself in a spot of trouble. Its Fifth Year in Hogwarts and Hermione is trying to evade an angry Filch. Help comes from an unlikely quarter but has Hermione’s escape gotten her into more trouble in the long run?

oh, this is going to be good (ao3) - mischiefmandied T, 3k

Summary: “So, what do you say?” Percy pulled a vial out of his coat pocket stirring the liquid around.

George looked back at him, an evil glint in his eye. “Are you sure it’s going to work?”

“Positive.”

“Well, we better get started.”

Tell me tomorrow (ao3) - WrathOfMacy E, 7k

Summary: “Are you alright?” Hermione asked Fred once she’d found a better arrangement in his lap. Trying not to interrupt a dare that had George and Angelina swapping clothing across the room, she added under her breath, “I’m sorry if I’m crushing you.”

“You’re definitely not crushing me,” Fred replied with a quiet, if slightly rueful laugh. There was a trace of tension in his voice as he spoke, and she glanced up to make sure it wasn’t a lie – because hang the game, she would get off of him if he was uncomfortable.

He didn’t appear outwardly upset, but he certainly seemed jittery about something.

“Here, I can just say that I need to use the loo-“ she swung her legs sideways so her back was to his chest and made to move off of the chair when his grip around her waist tightened abruptly and she was pulled back into him.

Warm breath ghosted over the back of her neck as Fred said in a low voice that shot straight down her spine, “Hermione, I really need you not to get up right now.”

Testing. One, Two…Three? (ao3) - teh_kris_eh T, 4k

Summary: Hermione agrees to help with product testing for one of Fred and George’s newest creations. Unsurprisingly, things don’t go quite as planned…

The Twelve Days of Yule (ao3) - MarsPotter, Yulefest hermione/fred, angelina/george, harry/ginny, luna/ron, + more T, 79k

Summary: Yuletide is the greatest holiday, in Hermione’s opinion, when spent with the Weasley family honoring all of their Yule traditions and mixing it up with some new ones too. It is a time of celebration and family time that lasts twelve days and nights. Little did she know that her favorite twin was planning to make this Yule one that she would never forget!

Things left unsaid (ao3) - LivininCorsets (LivinginCorsets), Ralina E, 34k

Summary: Hermione had pined after Fred for years, her heart breaking a little more as she watched him date girl, after girl. When her heart cannot take it any longer, she decides to finally move on. Only that is easier said than done…

Through The Fire (ao3) - SongAngel draco/harry, sirius/remus, hermione/fred, viktor/ron, neville/blaise M, 212k

Summary: Minerva McGonagall checks up on little Harry Potter and finds that not all is as it should be. She makes a decision that will change everything for the Boy Who Lives.

Toast (ao3) - Dand3l1on T, 2k

Summary: Fred and Hermione have a late night conversation in the Common Room. Fluffy one shot.

Vigil (ao3) - Quartz G, 4k

Summary: “She’s at it again.” He slid over the arm of the sofa, coming back in for a cuddle with his girlfriend, for warmth of course. They really needed to fix the warming charms around the flat. “Apparently, Mum is trying to single-handedly revive every old magical tradition that exists.“

Or, where the Weasley’s celebrate Yule, and there is mulled wine and bonfire cuddles.

Winter Mornings and Peppermint Kisses (ao3) - Beccax95 hermione/fred, harry/ginny, luna/ron, angelina/george T, 1k

Summary: On a cold winter morning after a bad night; Fred’s presence brings comfort and peppermint kisses, making everything feel a little bit brighter for Hermione.

Worth the Wait (ao3) - dedecameron M, 13k

Summary: "She was Hermione Granger, the brightest witch of her age, but when it came to matters of the heart, she felt utterly clueless. She wanted to communicate her feelings, her desires, but every time she tried, words failed her."

Hermione and Fred's relationship told in little snippets. They want to make it past first base, but... that's a bit hard for them to do.

You’re Nothing Short Of My Everything (ao3) - AshJuillet T, 6k

Summary: A story filled with laughter, love, awkward romance, and of course, two matchmaking siblings who just want the best for their brother. Fred and Hermione are in for a wild ride!

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Sirius Black & Hermione Granger, Hermione Granger & Ron Weasley Characters: Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, Sirius Black, Fred Weasley, George Weasley, Ginny Weasley, Molly Weasley Additional Tags: One Shot Series: Part 4 of All Things Under the Atmosphere Summary:

It's July at Grimmauld Place, and everyone is missing Harry. Except Hermione, who's just worried. After all, she doesn't miss.

Or: The events which lead to Sirius learning about that time Hermione hit Malfoy in his smug little face.

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"come on George, let’s go bother Hermione"

… sure fred ..bother her

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I lost my internet yesterday and realized that I hadn't any copies of my work offline? They were all on the archive. So btw double-check that you've backed up your work somewhere.

Anyway! I spent today making little covers for my fics so they look pretty in my epub library <3

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Fred Weasley x Hermione Granger x George Weasley Fic recs

(Mainly Fremione tho)

Fred & Hermione & George

Escapism: Hermione parents die when she is little and she gets placed with her abusive uncle. One day she runs off to find her own adventure and meets the twins in the woods. They instantly become besties. Adorable thing.

fun will be made if it is fun that is craved: Ex prankster Hermione plans a prank to deal with umibitch at the same time as a gift for the twins for the valentine's secret gift exchange

Fred/Hermione/George

Banned Books: Harry and Ron get mione banned from the library for two weeks and she is pissed. The twins cant miss out on the fun of helping her spirit a bunch of books away from the library and getting revenge on those two

Fred/Hermione

All One World: I rly adore the characterizations in this fic. Enterily Fred pov. He got insecurities about everyone thinking him stupid and that he can only ever be a comic relife. He also hates how they always talk as if he and George are one person, not different people no matter how similiar. Hermione wears his rule abiding rigid front as a defensive mask. She got more then one and theyre so perfect even Fred in the know sometimes forgets thats what theyre are. She is also sarcastic and witty and very caring and observant. She never fails to identify him right or know the right thing to put him at ease and he does the same for her pulling her out of her flunks.

Band Tees (You're Fucked.): Very bittersweet it literally made me fucking cry by the end. Fred had loved Hermione since the yule ball and he is the only one who knows about her love of grunge punk. They both share their love of punk music. It's just theirs.

Methods: Fred starts a playful flirty banter that Hermione decides to indulge him with joining in. Thats the first time she startles him. She is deadpan and sarcastic and all for teasing him and startling him. They keep up a fluid flirty banter no heed for the audience

A Charming Fairy Godprince: After Ron's mess up before the Yule ball Fred & George takes it into their own hands to cheer Hermione up and be her magical godfathers like Cinderella's. They rewamp her dress and enlist Ginny for her hair. Of course it cant go without over the top very obvious flirting (on Fred's part) and various compliments.

By the Common Room Fire: Fred is sick but still with the usual drama and flair lays across Hermione's lap and demans head scratches like a cat.

Destiny and Chicken: Hermione is sick so Fred brings her soup, tea and potions.

Exploding Potions and Accidental Revelations: Amortia explodes over Hermione in potions class so she smells like what everyone is attracted to. Fred commits social suicide by announcing she smelled the same as usual before knowing what is going on.

Favourite Weasley: The twins invite Hermione out to the Quidditch match. Who's her favorite Weasley? Wrong answers only.

It Looks Better On Me: The twins accidentally soak Hermione and it’s laundry day so Fred throws his jumper at her to wear. Then Fred is sick so he ain’t playing but out to watch the match so Hermione pulls her hat over his head. Later when he is better he flaunt it around so Hermione decides to steal another of his stuff in retaliation. It sparks an all out war.

While You Were Gone: Ron and Harry leave cuz they need a break after the war leaving mione behind which brakes her and the twins take it into their own hands. They basically adopt her as their third. Its rly fluffy and wholesome, warm and fricking hilarious . It also gonna make u wanna murder Ron and Harry :)

A Small Change: Fred got such a good grades in OWLs they thought he cheated but he didn', he is panicked about doing so well and wanna actually try in school so he writes to Hermione and she helps him. They become rly good friends from then and start to exchange letters and meet up a few times. Theyre rly wholesome and his anxiety about school and his family's reaction is just so real

don't you know you've got the best of me?: Hermione meets the twins and their friend group on the train and they meet again at the sorting. She ends up talking with the twins a few more times and they end up adopting her into their friend group. She aint rly that close with Harry and Ron and she befriended them much later. Most of her friends are all of the twins' year. She is the closest with Fred and theyre best friends, he is also very protective and possessive of her.

Whole New Meaning to "Mooning" Over Someone: When you throw something during the full moon your soulmate 'catches' i. Aka a frustrated Hermione throws her book during the full moon which consequently smashes into a poor sleeping Fred's face.

i wanted to see you again, so please be gentle: Soulmates and modern au with under caffeinated disaster Hermione bulldozing over the interaction not even realizing she met her soulmate. Absolutely hilarious first liner.

Straight Into My Arms: Every year since he was five fred asked for his soulmate from santa till one day they literally fell out of the sky and landed in their arms

George/Hermione

Fancy a night in?: Post-war. George finds any excuse to go over to Hermione's and make her smile.

To be updated...

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Hermione Granger/Fred Weasley Characters: Hermione Granger, Fred Weasley Additional Tags: Not Canon Compliant, Fred Weasley Lives, Pining Fred Weasley, Fluff, Hermione Granger likes Grunge Music, Punk Fred Weasley, Happy Ending Series: Part 3 of (You’re Fucked.)

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^.^ just changed my theme bc i’m whatever the opposite of a completionist is.

everything is always a work in progress because interaction is a form of expression etc etc

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i’m a simple man: i hear one (1) new-to-me grunge song from 1997 and I immediately write fremione.

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Hermione Granger/Fred Weasley Characters: Hermione Granger, Fred Weasley Additional Tags: Not Canon Compliant, Fred Weasley Lives, Pining Fred Weasley, Fluff, Hermione Granger likes Grunge Music, Punk Fred Weasley, Happy Ending Series: Part 3 of (You’re Fucked.)

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Hermione Granger/Fred Weasley Characters: Hermione Granger, Fred Weasley Additional Tags: Not Canon Compliant, Fred Weasley Lives, Pining Fred Weasley, Fluff, Hermione Granger likes Grunge Music, Punk Fred Weasley, Happy Ending Series: Part 3 of (You're Fucked.)

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they could NEVER make me hate you fremione.

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Just stumbled upon your blog and your ao3 is amazing!! Absolutely scratching my fremione itch rn!! Thank youuu!! <3

& thank YOU for reading !!! this is the first time i've gotten an ask like this; it feels monumental.

i'm like, kicking my feet & blushing & twirling my finger through the curled phone wire rn as well <3

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My AO3 bookmarks have some great fremione fics (in sort of a "oops! all fremione!" way) I've also written some for them (angst/bittersweet). Happy reading!

Anyone recommend any fremione fics?

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I don’t want to be alone right now

fred weasley & hermione granger | friendship, fluff

He found her huddled in the garden, the curls a stark difference from the hydrangeas and rhododendrons flanking her on both sides. Ugly, gasping sobs rent the otherwise still space. It wasn’t yet midday, but rather that brief break after the morning bird calls and just before the afternoon drone of insects.

Fred didn’t know what had compelled him to walk out the back door. Call it a sixth sense, or whatever else. There was a tug; he followed.

Now, he stood watching her. Hermione. 

What is she doing here? he thought. Why is she crying?

Fred’s first impulse was to hunt down his baby brother and drag him outside. Surely he was the cause of all this, or, at the very least, knew what had happened. Fred could never figure out what it was that bound the two together aside from–and here, he scoffed–life and death. Without Harry Potter, without Hermione’s propensity to help, help, always help, the two shared very little in common.

He loved Ron, but he also knew Ron was a bit of a dunderhead.

“Hermione?” Crouching down, he tried to keep his voice soft. He didn’t want to scare her off.

She gasped anyway, face jerking up to reveal blotchy skin wet from distress. “F-Fred?”

He held both palms up in an entreaty. “What’s wrong? Is there anything I can do to help?”

He knew what her answer would be before she voiced it, because this was Hermione. She’d rather bear all the weight of her troubles until she collapsed rather than burden anybody else. She was like Harry, in that way. Maybe that was where Ron fit in–the only one of the three who sought help, and received their trust in kind.

“No, I-I’m fine. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have–” Now she stood, wiping at her face with the sleeve of her jumper. Her eyes darted around as if she was ashamed. He could tell she was looking for an avenue of escape.

“Don’t apologise. I come out here, too, sometimes.”

“You do?” There was so much hope in those two words.

“I do.” And he did. 

Of all his siblings, only he and Charlie seemed to take comfort in Mum’s garden. The others would rather sprint off to the fields for Quidditch, or to the orchard to get lost among the trunks and apple-laden branches. He did, as well, but when he wanted quiet–true quiet–he came here.

“Why?”

“It’s one of the only places where nobody thinks to look for me.” Except for George, of course. But George, unlike the rest, knew when to give him space without being told or asked for it. “Is that what you would prefer? For me to give you privacy?”

She chewed on her lip as she seemed to consider him. He observed her back, waiting patiently for her to reply. Moisture still clung to her lashes, framing her dark, gold-flecked eyes and making them appear even larger. They reminded Fred of fire sparks in the night.

“No. I don’t want to be alone right now, even though I did earlier.” The small smile she sent him felt like a win. Her cheeks flushed as he rewarded her with a grin of his own.

Almost shyly, she took his offered hand, biting her lip all the while. She allowed him to lead her over to the stone bench above which wisteria hung with its heavy perfume. She didn’t pull away when he continued to hold on.

“Now, who do I need to go and beat up?”

Her tinkling laughter was a balm that soothed as much as delighted. Fred didn’t know it yet, but this was the start of something lasting and beautiful, a connection that would save him when all seemed lost.

Written for Weasleys, Witches, & Writers 7.19.24 HumpDay prompt, “I don’t want to be alone right now

626 wc

Cross-posted on Facebook and Tumblr

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Letters From the Past

My entry for @liquidluckdrabblechallenge’s prompt 65. Set after The Path Behind the Burrow but easily readable as a stand-alone epistolary fic.

Prompt: “I’m proud of you”

Words: 616

Diagon Alley, London, June 4th 1903

My dearest,

Since I left I have been constantly depressed. My happiness is to be near you. Incessantly I live over in my memory your caresses and your tears. The charms of the incomparable Hermione Granger kindle continually a burning and glowing flame in my heart. I think my body is going crazy with yearn and I wonder if you want me the way I want you, if you’re reduced to a thing that desires me as well. How did I love before I knew you, before I possessed your affection? My life seems to stop when you’re not around, I see no further meaning in anything. When, free from solicitude, shall I be able to pass all my time with you?

Yours, Fred

Canaan Way, Ottery St Catchpole, June 9th 1903

My beloved,

I can’t forget the feeling of your blood on my fingertips, the hotness, the wetness, all melting together to show your bravery and defend my honour. Nothing compares to your bruised hands, nothing like the deep reverb of your laughter, violent like a flash of lightning. My body has been filled with you for days, and I can’t say how every time I ever put my arms around you I felt I was home. You have ravished me away by a power I cannot and will not resist. Yesterday, I composed a beautiful letter in the sleepless nightmare hours, and it has all gone: I just miss you, in a quite simple desperate human way. I will take the first train I can hop on after my mother’s full recovery from the flu. Wait for me.

Ever thine, Hermione

Diagon Alley, London, June 11th 1903

Ever mine,

Though still in bed, my thoughts go out to you. Continue to love me, never misjudge my most faithful heart, tearfully longing for you. Damn you, spoilt creature; I shan’t make you love me any more by giving myself away like this, but oh my dear, I can’t be clever and stand-offish with you, I love you too much for that, too truly. You have no idea how stand-offish I can be with people I don’t love. I have brought it to a fine art, but you have broken down my defences and I don’t really resent it. The hollow of your armpits is my shelter, and your kisses calm my raging mind. I cannot exist without you; I am forgetful of everything but seeing you again.

Yours, Fred

Canaan Way, Ottery St Catchpole, 15th 1903

Dear Fred,

Everyone will be furious with me for this but they don’t understand us. I feel it’s only with you that I can do anything at all. We should’ve never parted at all, earlier in the month: there are such wide abysses now of space and land between us, but we love each other selfishly, and that’s enough for me, although I would be utterly miserable without the hope of seeing you soon.

Yours, Hermione

Canaan Way, Ottery Saint Catchpole, June 16th 1903

Dear Ginevra,

I must inform you I will take a short trip to London to spend some time with your brother. I tried to resist the temptation, to clothe my feelings in exquisite words and dilute their starkness like you suggested, but it was all in vain: I miss him even more than I could have believed, and I was prepared to miss him a good deal. I’m sorry this letter is really just a squeal of pain, but it’s incredible how essential Fred had become to me. On a lighter note, I’m proud of you and what you’re building with Harry. You deserve it.

Your loyal friend, Hermione

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Sick day

Authors notes down below!

This is my first real Fremione piece! Feedback is appreciated and reblogs are always appreciated too!

Requested? Sure is!

You might notice Fred uses a cane, I did this because I believe that he would need it especially since he got crushed by a wall and well that would probably come with some setbacks with recovery and mobility in general.

This takes place about a year after the war and in my mind they’ve been together since their fifth and seventh years respectively

IF I SEE THIS ANYWHERE BUT TUMBLR OR ITS BEING SOLD IT WILL BE TAKEN DOWN IMMEDIATELY. NO IFS AND OR BUTS

Ok I think that’s all! Enjoy!!

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It wasn’t often that Fred found himself sick, but when it happened it hit out of nowhere. Today was one of those days. He woke up and noticed it was hard to move, assuming it was a flare up that still happened on occasion. He carefully sat up, and saw that the other side of the bed was empty, and heard Hermione downstairs in the kitchen. He found his cane propped up against the wardrobe and made his way downstairs, wand behind his ear.

Hermione heard the familiar footsteps and thud of the cane, and smiled when she saw her fiancé. “Morning Freddie. Flare up again?” she asks as he meets her by the stove, where she’s cooking breakfast. “Mmm I think so.” He replies, voice slightly hoarse, wrapping his arms around her waist, pressing a kiss to her t-shirt clad shoulder.

“You don’t sound good either love, take a seat.” “Mione, if I sit we both know I won’t get back up. I gotta move around a little bit.” “I know dear, but I’m worried you might be sick.” “Sick? What gives you that idea?” Fred asks, with a small cough. Hermione gives him a look as he sighs and props himself against the counter top.

“Dammit, today of all days too. Supposed to have a big sale at the shop this week before term starts up again and we have to get stock set up.” “George, Lee, and Verity will have it handled. This isn’t the first time one of you has been out sick.” She says, as she plates the food and walks to the table, where Fred joins her.

The eat and enjoy the comfortable silence surrounding them, until Fred starts coughing again. Hermione gives him a concerned look and he just smiles. “Love. I’m fine. Fit as a fiddle. That’s what the healer said last week.” He says, as she shakes her head. “A lot can happen in a week you know. Let me get the thermometer.” She says, as she leaves the kitchen towards the bathroom. She comes back shortly after finding what she needs and takes the cap off.

“Is that the ear one or the tongue one?” “Ear. The tongue one I think is lost.” “Alright. Get it done and over with then.” Fred says dejectedly, as she sticks the thermometer into his right ear and then the left. “You’ve got a fever. 39° C. Not a horrible one, but one nonetheless.” “Blimey. That might explain the aches, cause those usually show up in the winter, not summer.” He says clearing his throat, trying to suppress a cough.

“Freddie, go lay down. You’re looking a little pale.” “Mione, I’m fine. It’s a cold. Nothing more.” “If you say so, but if I see you wrapped up in a blanket with a heating charm.” “You won’t. Now let’s do these dishes.” He says as he levitates them to the sink, where he goes to start scrubbing them.

The pair get ready for the day, and Hermione sends word that Fred wouldn’t be in that day. She got a reply from George saying they had it covered. She hears Fred’s voice from the living room and finds him wrapped up in a blanket on the couch.

“Hermione, I think you were right. Pretty sure I got the flu.” He says, coughing again. “I’ll get some cough medicine and get some tea going. You just lay there and rest love.” She says, as she puts the kettle on, and she finds a peppermint tea bag to put in the water once it’s done boiling. She grabs that and the cough medicine and heads back to Fred.

He sits up and accepts the medicine first, grimacing as it goes down. “Blegh. That’s definitely not how cherries are supposed to taste.” He says as Hermione sits next to him. She gives him the cup of tea and he sips it before placing it on the coffee table.

“Well looks like we’re staying in today. We can thank Teddy or one of your customers for this I suppose.” Hermione says with a chuckle as she summons her copy of an Agatha Christie book she had started. “Mmhmm looks like it. Little buggers. Do you mind reading out loud?” “Not at all.” She says, as she thumbs through to where her bookmark is and starts reading.

They stay like this for a while, Fred interjecting comments and theories of who’s the killer. It’s not until the comments haven’t come in a few minutes that Hermione realizes he’s fast asleep, he feet resting on her legs, and he’s snoring gently. She smiles and continues to read, checking on him occasionally but letting him stay where he is so he can get some much needed rest.

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The Annual Snowball Fight

My entry for @liquidluckdrabblechallenge’s Roll the Dice Challenge – Winter Edition 2023. The prompts were this photo, snowball fight, ribbon and pleasure.

Plot: Since their first year at Hogwarts, the Weasley twins have become known for their sense of humour, their wits, and their epic snowball fights.

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Hermione knew that this year she should’ve watched from the sidelines, that there was no way she could participate in the annual snowball fight organized by the twins and have the time to straighten her hair as she had planned to do for the Yule Ball, but Fred had made such a disappointed face when she had mentioned the possibility of skipping the event, and therefore desert the team she had been part of since her first winter at Hogwarts, that she had immediately shelved the idea. After all, she wasn’t a vain person, and although she wanted to impress Viktor and silence everyone who thought she couldn’t be on par with Fleur and the other girls invited by the champions in terms of beauty, having fun and spending time with her friends was more important. Sure, Fred’s presence was a pleasant addition, but she refused to accept she was jeopardizing the success of her hairstyle just to earn one of his proud smiles. If she had observed him less, Hermione wouldn’t have been able to distinguish the different types of grins Fred Weasley dispensed to others, but since, for some time now, he had become an interesting subject of study for her, she learned to recognize them. The most used was the one that lit up his eyes with a mischievous streak, but it was also a sort of mask, which occasionally slipped when he though he was alone, leaving room for the emotions of the day to quickly cross his face all at once. Hermione could’ve sworn that boy processed feelings differently than the rest of the world, and it intrigued her greatly.

Another smirk she often saw painted on his angular features was the knowing one he shared with his twin, the one hiding entire conversation that they didn’t need to have out loud. Every now and then Hermione was jealous of their connection, she would’ve liked to understand him without all the fuss, but then he shot her that smile he reserved only for her, different from the ones he sported with Ginny when he consoled her if her day hadn’t been exactly great, something less brotherly and more… In realty, Hermione hadn’t yet understood exactly what was different, but deep down she knew her best friend’s brother didn’t see her as a sister and she was grateful for it. Unfortunately, the redhead seemed to have picked up something on her part, and had learned all of her weaknesses, which he exploited to make her do what he wanted. One of them, was the pout, the very reason Hermione was now on the frozen grounds, her jacket zipped up, her gloves wisely tucked under her sleeves and a ski hat covering her hair and ears.

“You all know the strategy by now,” Fred said, but went over it again anyway, scanning their faces one by one as if they were about to go to war. It had taken almost an hour to build the shelter behind which they would hide when the battle became too intense, while the prize for the winner, a small figurine of a snowman, laid on top of a pile of pine cones and twigs, waiting to find out who its new owner would be. Hermione didn’t particularly care about it, nor had she ever been the winner before, so her goal that year was to get ahead of Ron, and prevent any member of the other team from using her poor athleticism to their advantage.

The first to go was Neville, who received a snowball right in the face. Seamus Finnigan followed soon after, but the opposing team recovered quickly, throwing out Angelina, on whose braids the snow had grown worryingly mattified, Katie Bell and Dean Thomas. A fortuitous throw from Hermione sent Ron watching from the sidelines, but the force of it almost knocked her hat off, requiring her to take refuge behind the wall of snow from which Fred attempted to hit his brother.

“I got Harry!” Ginny shouted, but her enthusiasm was quickly dampened when a snowball hit her square in the chest. George, who had barely been seen throughout the game, simply shrugged in apology, then disappeared back behind the enemy barricade.

“Here,” said Fred, when he noticed how Hermione was struggling with the hat’s strings wearing the thick mittens Mrs. Weasley gifted her the previous year. With expert hands, he took the two braids of yarn at the bottom of the ear coverings and tied them like a ribbon under her chin, making the pompoms bounce against the warm fabric of her scarf.

“All done,” he murmured, booping her frozen nose and sending a wave of heat down to her toes. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, it has been a pleasure being your teammate but I have to show my brother who’s the boss.”

“The pleasure was all mine,” she replied in a whisper to his back, her cheeks growing increasingly red behind the white smoke of her condensed breath.