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Hermione Jean Granger [userpic]
by Hermione Jean Granger (hermionesmagic)
at October 17th, 2006 (10:39 pm)
pissed off

current mood: pissed off

Continued from here.

Hermione wanted to tell Fred that she wasn't going to tell her any such thing when Rupert and Wesley walked into the room. She was glad when Wesley told Fred that her idea was brilliant, so that she'd realize that they were with her, no matter what.

"Of course we aren't, love," Rupert said. "Siedel didn't expect you to live through your ordeal, I'm sure. His sending you to another dimension was simply a convenient way to...make sure no one found you. And to keep his hands clean."

"Fred," Hermione said, walking over to the bed and sitting down next to her. "He tried to take you away from me. The last time someone killed someone I loved, I..."

She paused for a moment, looking down at her hands before looking up at Fred. She had never told anyone this before - not even Rupert knew. Only Harry did. And Harry had promised never to tell.

"When Ron died, I was lying on the floor in pain, his body right next to me, Voldemort nearby. Now, there are three spells that every witch and wizard are taught to never, ever use, no matter what the circumstances, on another witch or wizard. If they do, they're branded evil...wrong..." She took a deep breath. "The worst of the lot is Avada Kedavra, the killing curse. And when Ron fell next to me, I grabbed his wand because mine was being held by Voldemort...and I said it."

"Hermione," Rupert said softly.

She shrugged. "It didn't work...but I had to try." She reached out and pushed Fred's hair back from her face. "So I understand why you have to do this. He wanted to kill you, and he's killed others. He has to be stopped because I will not let him take you or the babies away from me. From us. So whatever you have to do, I'll be there with you."

"As will I," Wesley said.

"And I," Rupert agreed. "But only if you want this, Fred. You're the one he hurt. You're the one who makes the decision how we proceed with this."


Posted by: Fred Burkle (Angel: The Series) (crazy_lil_fred)
Posted at: December 1st, 2006 05:18 am (UTC)
Fred - Dream

Fred rushed into the bedroom and plucked Hermione's shoes from under the bed. All of them had been rushing around for most of the morning, getting ready for the ceremony. She couldn't believe Hermione and her were finally getting married. Rupert and Wesley had stepped forward and finished with all the preparations when it became obvious it would become too difficult for Fred and Hermione to handle everything with Fred being pregnant.

They'd planned a small ceremony at the house since it was now winter in California and they had been getting a lot of rain showers. All of them had decorated the house, but didn't go overboard since it was just going to be them there since Buffy and Dawn couldn't make it.

"Shoes," Fred said as she waddled back out into the living room and tossed the shoes at Hermione. She then looked over at Rupert and Wesley, who were staring at the both of them. "What?"

"Nothing," Wesley said before he glanced at Rupert.

Fred shrugged and suddenly realized her dress still needed to be zipped. Sighing, she knew she wouldn't be able to reach it herself. She loved being pregnant but sometimes it got on her nerves. "What time will they be here?" she asked as she continued to think of a way to get her dress zipped up.

"In about thirty minutes," Rupert said after he'd glanced at his watch.

Fred sighed. Maybe she could whip something up to zip the dress up.

Posted by: Hermione Jean Granger (hermionesmagic)
Posted at: December 11th, 2006 03:00 am (UTC)
Me - Umm

Shoes. Shoes. Where in the bloody hell were her shoes? If she had been thinking straight, she would have used her wand to do a location spell, but as it was, she was also trying to get her hair to cooperate since it had picked that day to be problematic.

Just then Fred appeared and tossed her the shoes she had been looking for. Not even thinking about it, Hermione smiled at her soon-to-be wife and slipped them on. When she finished, she looked at Fred and furrowed her brow.

"Turn around, love," she told her. Once Fred had, she zipped up her dress before laying a gentle kiss on her shoulder. "There you go." She then looked over at Rupert, frowning at the look at his face but too busy to find out exactly what his expression was all about. "You just said thirty minutes?"

He nodded. "Yes. Elaine said she'd be here around one."

"Okay...I'm going to try to tame this rat's nest I call my hair," she said, rushing into the bedroom and finding her wand. Normally, she didn't like using it on her hair if she could help it because she had heard horror stories about people's hair falling out from too much magic being cast. But today, she was about to make an exception.

Standing in front of the mirror, she said a few words to quickly smooth out her hair, then curl them into perfect ringlets. Once that was done, she put two combs into her hair to hold it back from her face.

All right, now she was presentable.

Hurrying back out, she smiled at the others. "All right, I think I'm ready finally." She looked over at Fred and held out her hand to her. "Love?"

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