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WE HAVE DECIDED NOW THAT EVERY CHALLENGE WILL BE BASED ON SEASONS. WHICH MEANS, THIS CHALLENGE WILL LAST FROM MARCH 1ST, 2019 TO MAY 31ST, 2019. FOR THIS CHALLENGE, ALL YOUR CONTENT WILL NEED TO BE REVOLVED AROUND THE SPRING SEASON.
This could be your favorite pairing hanging out during spring break, they could be spring cleaning, or they could be in a complete AU setting during Spring! It’s up to you! Anything works as long as it fits the theme and season.
This challenge is being run by us at the @slytherdornet and the @hprarepairnet, but it is open to anyone that would like to participate. There are a few things you need to keep in mind if you would like to be involved:
These edits can be made for any Slytherin x Gryffindor pairing or any pairing considered rare across the HP fandom.
If you make an edit of a rare-pair that is not between a Slytherin x Gryffindor, only the @hprarepairnet will reblog the edit. The @slytherdornet will only reblog content having to do with Slytherin x Gryffindor pairings.
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Pairing: Hermione Granger x Fred Weasley
Words: 1,362
You can also read this on AO3.
This is dedicated to the anon who requested Fremione with the prompt, “When I picture myself happy.. it’s with you.” This is also for the @hprarepairnet Winter Challenge!
This was the first year in two years that Hermione did not spend Christmas with at least one of the Weasleys, but she couldn't dare be around Ron right now. Not with how he was acting towards Lavender. She had thought he wanted her like she wanted him, but that was apparently no longer the case. She wasn't sure if she was more upset because her ego was bruised, or because she really did want her best friend in that way. It was a hard distinction for her to make, especially when she also had another Weasley constantly on her mind.
Hermione had always been drawn to Fred; he was so different from her. Many called her ingenious, but she didn't think she was. Not really. She was just obsessed with reading. Fred was ingenious, with all the magical products he invented. Hermione wished she could enjoy life as easily as he did, and she missed him. That was the worst part about not going to the Weasleys' for Christmas - not seeing Fred after missing him for months now that he was no longer at Hogwarts.
So Christmas Eve was hard for her for many reasons. Her parents were quiet around the fire as usual, and Hermione missed the Weasleys' presence. It was great to see her parents' again after not seeing them for months, but as Hermione aged, she felt she was losing her connection with them. It made her feel guilty. The war was putting a wedge between them. They just didn't understand what she was talking about, though they really did try. They wanted to connect with her like she did them, but it was hard when you were living in two different worlds.
When her parents' doorbell rang, Hermione ignored it and tried to turn the page of her book. She licked her finger and cursed to herself when the pages still ended up being stuck together. Not even the littlest things seemed to be going right for her. Just her luck - but her ears perked up when she heard a familiar voice.
"Hi, Mr. Granger. Is uh, Hermione home?"
Hermione blinked a few times as she tried to comprehend what she just heard. It couldn't be him.
"Yes, she is," her father replied cautiously, "And you are?"
"Oh, right-" he explained, "I'm Fred Weasley. I haven't seen you in years, sir."
Hermione could practically hear her father's smile. Her mother looked at her from across the room and raised her brow. They always had had a soft spot for the twins when they were young. Fred in particular. They thought he was so full of life.
"Hermione!" Her father called, "Your friend Fred is here."
Hermione took a deep breath as she shut her book. She placed it on the cushion of her chair and shoved her hands into the center pocket of her hoodie. She twiddled her thumbs as she always did when she was nervous, and she didn't want anyone to see.
Her breath caught in her throat when she first looked at him. He had cut his hair again, and his jaw-line was sharper. He looked older, but in the best way possible. Her heart ached as he smiled at her. She knew she had missed him, but she didn't truly realize how much until that moment.
She watched his breath fog up in the cold air at her front door as he said, "Merry Christmas, Hermione."
"Merry Christmas, Fred," she replied softly, "Why are you here?"
"Do you not want me to be here?"
Hermione then remembered her father was standing right next to them. She looked up at him and he cleared his throat.
"Uh, right. I'm going to be in the living room. You two can talk and go for a stroll or join us whenever you are ready."
"Thanks sir," Fred told him.
"Don't call me sir, son. Call me John."
Fred smiled politely at her father before he walked away and back towards the living room.
"I do want you to be here," Hermione finally clarified, "But I am just surprised to see you. You should be having festivities with your family."
"You are my family, too, and they know I am here. They wanted me to wish you and your parents a Merry Christmas as well."
Hermione blushed. She blushed even harder when she realized Fred was still standing out in the snow.
"Oh, please do come in!" Hermione offered, "You are probably freezing."
"Actually," Fred said, "I think your dad's idea about a walk is a really good idea. Would you like to go on one? We could look at all the Muggle Christmas lights. I don't tell anyone this, but I am just as fascinated by them as my father."
Hermione grinned, "I'd love to go for a walk. Let me grab my hat and gloves."
As they left her parents' house, they walked in silence for the first few minutes. It was oddly calming to Hermione to just feel Fred's presence. It almost frightened her though when he spoke up again and disturbed their peace and quiet.
"I'm sorry Ron is such a wanker. I have no idea why he would choose Lavender over you."
Hermione avoided all eye contact with Fred as she responded and looked out at the Christmas lights in her neighborhood, "Yeah, well, it is what it is. I'm not going to let it get to me."
Fred stopped her in the middle of the street and turned her body towards his, "I know you better than that, Hermione. It does bother you."
"Is that why you came here? To apologize on his behalf? If you are just his messenger boy-"
"No, no," Fred reassured her, "That's not why I'm here. Look, this is, uh, awkward for me. Maybe this wasn't the best time-"
"The best time for what?"
Fred looked down at the ground and shuffled his feet awkwardly in the snow. But his new tracks were quickly covered by a new layer of snow. It started falling harder around them. Hermione felt like she was in a blizzard, and she pulled her hoodie closer to her chest.
"When I picture myself happy.. it's with you," Fred blurted out, "And I totally get if you don't feel the same, and I doubt you do since you like Ron, but I just wanted you to know. Ron truly is a wanker for choosing Brown over you, and I just-"
But Hermione stopped him by grabbing his shaking hands. She had never seen Fred nervous before; it was honestly one of the cutest things she had seen in awhile. He was usually so unbelievably confident; a trait she was always envious of.
Her heart was swelling in her chest. It was then she realized it didn't matter that Ron wanted Lavender, because she truly wanted Fred. She always had.
"I'm happiest with you, Fred," she told him, "I have always felt free when I'm with you. You are the only person that can make me feel that way."
"But what about Ron?"
"I think Ron and I are just destined to be friends, but you and I.. well, we are destined to be something more. You are not just family to me Fred. You never have been."
She watched as a smile spread across Fred's face, and before she knew it, she was swooped up into his arms. She laughed as he spun her around in the snow, but he put her down quickly. The only difference now was that their bodies were closer together than they ever had been before. She could feel his warm breath hit her lips. His eyes fluttered as he looked down at her.
Fred then whispered once again, "Merry Christmas, Hermione."
Hermione smiled softly and whispered back, "Merry Christmas, Fred."
She then received an unexpected gift - a kiss from Fred Weasley. It was just like she had imagined it would be a hundred times before, and that never happened to Hermione. Her dreams were always grander than reality. That was always an idealist's downfall, but not this time. For once, one of her dreams came true.
okay so i just changed up my desktop and mobile theme, thanks to pipedream by the wonderful @felinum, and i just wanna know what you guys think? it’s changed the vibe of my blog quite a bit, but i’m loving it! for the first time, i feel like i’m properly happy with my desktop theme but i’m quite indecisive so…
(sidenote, but i am about 40 followers away from 1,000 which is just incredible! thanks to all you guys for putting up with my fic recs and my attempts to stick my toe into the world of hp edits! the blog has pretty much just been running on my queue since i have been sucked up into the world of exams for the past two months but summer is upon us and that can only mean one thing: spending all hours of the day indoors on my laptop alternating between netflix and tumblr- so i’ll be far more actively involved!)
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Pairing: Hermione Granger x Ron Weasley
Words: 1,904
You can also read this on AO3.
This is for the anon who requested Romione and for all my followers for the Holidays. I love you all so much and hope you enjoy the fluff. x
For the past few years, Hermione only wanted two things for Christmas.
First, she wanted to find her parents. The war ended long enough ago that she should have found them by now, but it was as though they had disappeared forever. She had tried everything, and she worried that her spell was too permanent. But that didn't stop her from hoping every Christmas Eve that they would end up on her doorstep in some magical way or that she would find some kind of clue. All she wanted was reassurance that they were at least alive.
Second, Hermione wanted a positive pregnancy test. She had been trying with Ron now for what seemed like a lifetime. She wasn't sure why she was having trouble conceiving, but they had even resorted to Muggle methods. It was getting to the point where Hermione was considering surrogacy or adoption. Not being able to conceive was making Hermione feel like a failure, even though she knew she shouldn't feel that way. She just wanted to start this chapter of her life with Ron, who she loved more than anything. Having a child with him would mean everything to her and their legacy as a couple.
Wizarding pregnancy tests were different than Muggle pregnancy tests. Rather than peeing on a stick, you would cast a spell, but Hermione was so sick of the spell that she wasn't sure she could hear it again without feeling instant disappointment.
So on this particular Christmas Eve, she decided to go to her parent's old Muggle village and buy a pregnancy test from the nearest convenience store.
It was hard to find an excuse to leave Ron on Christmas Eve, but she had convinced him it was because she was gathering possible information about her parents. He didn't seem to argue she could be leaving for other reasons, but he did have a puzzled expression on his face that she did not expect.
Hermione was terrified as she apparated onto her old street and stepped into the convenience store. She heard the old chime as the door opened, and as she walked down the aisles, she told other customers "Happy Holidays" and nodded in their direction politely. They all seemed rather chipper because of the holidays, but Hermione was shaking from nerves.
Once she reached the feminine hygiene section, that's when she saw it. Her first Muggle pregnancy test. She gulped as she took it off the shelf and checked out at the counter.
"I hope you get the result you want this Christmas," the cashier told Hermione kindly, "Happy Christmas!"
Hermione smiled nervously at the cashier, and she gave her a pitiful smile back. She knew the lady must of thought she wanted it to be negative, but if only she knew she was nervous for the exact opposite reason.
Ron was already in bed by the time she got home, but he left a note on their kitchen table for her.
I hope you found some answers you were looking for. You deserve your Christmas wish to come true.
I love you,
Ron
She smiled at the note and felt the pregnancy test in her pocket. She swallowed down her nerves and set the note back down.
It was time to take the test.
Breathe Hermione, she kept telling herself. She sat down on their toilet and opened up the package carefully. She read the well-known instructions hundreds of times before she lectured herself to stop stalling.
As she peed on the stick, she closed her eyes.
Please be positive, please be positive.
The whole minute to find out her results took what seemed like a lifetime.
She decided to peek. She knew it was time. And to her surprise, when she looked down, it said the one thing she never expected it to say.
Positive.
Hermione was bubbling with excitement on Christmas morning. As usual, she woke up Ron with a big smile on her face and with a cup of tea.
"Happy Christmas, Ron," she whispered into his ear.
He grinned with his eyes shut, and he rolled over playfully.
"Wake up," Hermione played along, "We have a lot of gifts to open before going over to the Burrow."
Ron teasingly groaned and sat up in bed. He took his cup of tea from her hands and kissed her on the cheek.
"You make mornings more bearable," he commented, "Have I ever told you that?"
Hermione smirked.
"Several times now, actually."
"Well, I decided to remind you again. Mark that in your journal. Merry Christmas."
She playfully hit his arm and hugged him.
"Let's go downstairs."
"After you, Mione."
As usual, Ron gave Hermione beautiful gifts. He even knitted her a scarf on his own. He blushed as he gave it to her, and sputtered about how he fumbled a lot and there were probably a lot of mistakes. Hermione stopped his sputtering by simply giving him a kiss. As she pulled away, his eyes were still closed. This made Hermione smiled.
She knew it was time now. She had to give him his last present.
The wrapped pregnancy test shook in her hands as she pulled it out from under the tree.
"I have one last gift for you, Ron," she told him, "I will explain what it is after you open it."
Perplexed, Ron raised his brows.
"Is this another Muggle self-help thing? My dad might like it."
Hermione snorted, "No, it's not. But I have a feeling your dad will still like it."
Ron gave her a questioning look, but he unwrapped the stick in his hands. He looked at it with a confused expression until he saw the plus sign.
"Is-is this what I think it is?" He asked her, "If it is, you don't have to explain. I have read about them."
"Yes," Hermione replied, "It is."
Ron then swept Hermione up in his arms and twirled her around in a circle. She giggled and hugged him tight as he let her down and kissed her on the top of her head.
"This is perfect," he told her seriously, "I couldn't have asked for a better gift."
Hermione snuggled her head into his chest.
"I love you," she told him, "So much, Ron."
"I love you, too."
That night, Hermione was bubbling with excitement and anticipation once again.
"What do you think they're all going to say?" Hermione asked Ron, "Do you think they are going to be surprised?"
"I think so," Ron answered, "But we need to wait to tell them. I have a surprise for you first."
"A surprise?"
Ron smiled, "You'll see."
"Okayyyyy..." Hermione replied, "But this is such a big deal, certainly this surprise can wait."
"It can't. Trust me."
As they arrived at the Burrow and were welcomed at the front door by Ginny, Hermione fell into her arms happily.
"Merry Christmas, Ginny!"
"Merry Christmas, Hermione!"
They laughed as Ron tripped over his shoes trying to hug his mum, and Harry came into the front room with Charlie with all the treats.
"I figured I would bring these to the door," Harry explained, "Because I know Ron will be asking about them immediately."
Everyone laughed, and Ron playfully rolled his eyes.
"You're right mate," Ron replied, "You made a good choice."
Harry playfully slapped Ron on the back, and all of them made it to the living room.
It was then that Ron gave Mrs. Weasley a meaningful look and left the room and Hermione lifted her brow curiously. Ginny just smiled in her direction and winked at Harry who was watching Hermione intently.
"What is it?" Hermione asked Harry.
"You'll see," he replied.
It was then that Mrs. Weasley spoke up and Mr. Weasley came into the room with Percy, George, and James Sirius.
"Now," Mrs. Weasley began, "We have a special gift for you, Hermione. Naturally, Ron spearheaded the whole thing for you, but we thought this was important. You have been our family ever since you met our boys. Because you are our family, we wanted to help you find the rest of yours."
Before Hermione could even react, Ron escorted her parents into the room.
"M-mum? Dad?" Hermione stuttered.
They smiled at her and opened their arms silently. Hermione ran into them and hugged them tight. Her eyes were closed, but she felt tears escape from them.
"We love you, Hermione Jean," her mother whispered, "And thank you. Thank you for keeping us safe."
Hermione hugged her mum back tightly. Her father let go first to look at her with tears in his eyes.
"We're just sad we weren't able to see you marry the love your life," he told her, "But we are so fortunate you had the Weasleys to be there for you like they always have been."
Hermione smiled, and Ron walked up to her and put his arm around her waist. He kissed her on her temple, and she closed her eyes again from his touch.
"Well sir," Ron started, "That was the only milestone in our life together you missed."
It was then that they heard Ginny gasp in the background.
"What do you mean, Ron?" Mr. Weasley asked.
Hermione and Ron turned to face their whole family and their curious faces. Fleur and Bill had now joined them. They were holding Victoire and Teddy. James Sirius was now awake in George's arms.
Hermione couldn't hold it in any longer. She looked up at Ron as she said the words.
"We're pregnant!"
Excitable shouts and giggles exploded throughout the room. Hermione laughed as Harry came to hug her first with tears in his eyes. She felt her father's hand on her shoulder, and her mother was hugging Mrs. Weasley.
"Congratulations!" Percy told them both sincerely, "This is the best Christmas gift we all could have received this year."
Hermione smiled at him and then gave him a hug.
Nothing could top this moment. Nothing in the world. Her parent's were back and her dream to be a mother had come true.
That night, as Hermione and Ron laid in Ron's childhood bedroom, she traced shapes on his bare chest with her finger and looked up at his ceiling with a small smile playing at her lips.
"I can't believe today was real," she whispered to him, "You found my parents. You had to have known I was lying last night. Why didn't you question me more?"
Ron turned his head slightly to look down at her.
"I didn't question you because you looked nervous. It meant whatever you were doing was important. I didn't want to push you, and I trust you. I trust you more than anyone, Hermione."
Hermione cupped his cheek and brought his lips down to her's. She kissed him softly.
"Thank you," Hermione told him sincerely, "Thank you for everything, but I have questions."
"I know you do," he replied, "I bet you have hundreds, but those are for the morning and for the rest of our lives. All that matters now is that our whole family is here. Including the most important member."
It was then that Ron's hand moved down her body and was now cradling her stomach. She closed her eyes and buried her head in his chest. He kissed the top of her forehead, and they laid like that until they fell asleep.
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i love your sideblog (and your blog too) and it’s very useful when i’m looking for new recs, so i’m very thankful for your compulsive fanfic reading habits.
