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Learning to Love within the Law
Fred W. & Hermione G. - Words: 31,586 - Rated: M - English - Friendship & Romance - Chapters: 20 - Reviews: 67 - Updated: 20-02-2019 - Published: 02-08-2015 - by KikiGray (FFN)

A/N: Thank you to everyone who has already read and followed my story, I would love to hear from any of you with feedback, good or bad. I hope to keep updating as quickly as possible, I suffering from insomnia at the moment which sucks for me but it means you guys will get quicker updates. I don't have a Beta so like I said all reviews or pms welcome!

Disclaimer: I sadly do not own this world it belongs to J. K. Rowling

A Perfect Mess and a Perfect Dress.

I felt like I was on fire, the heat of the adrenaline coursing through my veins. I hadn't even felt the pain of my broken hand until I reached the door of the Burrow and swung it open. I stifled a cry of pain, looking up to find all eyes on me; I scanned the room looking first for Harry, then for Bill.

"Harry, go check on Ronald." The anger in my face apparent, he left without question. Turning towards Bill I extended my right hand with a light whimper, "Bill, how good a healer are you?" I smiled weakly at him and he suppressed a giggle.

"What have you done?" he took my hand, the laughter gone from his voice, his eyes filled with concern.

"I think I broke my hand when I punched Ron in the face…no no its definitely broken" my voice like a whisper, hoping no one other than Bill would hear what I had done.

"YOU WHAT!" Ginny screamed her face a mixture of shock and awe.

"Wicked" the twins murmured before Molly shot them a look.

Bill took out his wand and began to heal my hand. Their faces a flurry of emotions as I explained what happened, but when I told them what he had called me, you could have heard a pin drop. The room dead silent, their jaws dropped. We sat there in silence until Harry came in supporting Ron, who seemed only half conscious.

"Can someone help me?" Harry asked surveying the room, wondering why it was so quiet and why no one had moved yet.

"Help him? Help him? Oh I'll help him alright, HELP HIM END HIS MISERABLE LITTLE LIFE!" Charlie was on his feet now, he wrenched Ron from Harrys arm and pinned him against a beam.

"Charlie, no!" I cried as he raised his fist towards Ron, "he's not worth it."

Charlie released him, letting him fall in a heap to the floor. Arthur and Percy stepped forward, helped Ron to his feet and took him to his room. By now Ginny was at Harry's side, relaying what had happened. Concern for Ron quickly turned to furry as he rushed for the stairs. To my surprise it was Fred and George who blocked his way.

"She's right mate..."

"He's a git and"

"Not worth it" the twins finished in unison.

Harry rushed to my side after that, asking my forgiveness for having not protected me like a big brother should. I laughed; he could be so silly some times. I was 19, I had lived through a war, and I could handle myself, even if that meant breaking a few bones in the process. Fred took my arm and guided me to the couch. Placing me next took him, he wrapped his arms around me and whispered softly in my ear.

"So, I am starting to see why we are 'soul mates'" he laughed fighting back a snort, lifting my now healed hand, "we both can kick Ronikins butt" I couldn't help but smile, he was so kind and warm. Then it hit me. I was marrying him. My body tensed and I turned to face him.

"Ah, yeah, I guess." The smile dropped from his face "No, Fred, I didn't mean it like that. It's just a bit of a shock, you and I, we're so different. Will this even work?"

The hurt apparent on his face, he released my hand and strode towards the fireplace. Molly had just enough time to remind him about dinner, before he was gone. I felt horrible, I hadn't meant to upset him, and I was trying to be honest. It wasn't that I didn't like Fred, he was wonderful, it just seemed as though we were polar opposites, how could two people so different be soul mates.

Completely lost in my own train of thought I hadn't noticed that it was only Ginny and I left in the sitting room. I could hear Mrs Weasley singing in the kitchen happily cooking away, I figured that everyone had gone to inform their future spouse of tonight's activities or to get away from the drama that had just unfolded. I was exhausted and it wasn't even 10 o'clock yet.

"Come on, get up we are going shopping!" Ginny had so much excitement in her eyes, how I envied her right now. "Mum" she called to the kitchen, "I'm taking Hermione, we are going shopping for tonight, would you like something?"

"No dear, you girls have fun"

Before I could respond to tell Ginny I really didn't feel like a girl's day, she dragged me towards the fireplace, taking floo powder in her hands and called "Weasley's Wizarding Wheezers"

I realised now that I was standing in the twins shop, the one place I didn't want to be, I wasn't ready to face Fred after this morning, I was such an idiot, for the brightest witch of my age, I could be real thick sometimes.

"Relax, we are just passing through, after Gringotts, we are going to muggle London. We need to look amazing tonight for our new fiancées!" her voice went up an octave as she said the word fiancé, dragging me towards the door and out towards the wizarding bank.

After a short wait we had our money exchanged to muggle currency and began disapparating to London. It was going to be a long day I could tell by the gleam in Ginny's eyes.

She must of dragged me through 10 different stores before she found what she deemed 'the perfect dress', emerald green, hitting her mid-thigh, it was figure hugging and showed just how much a woman Ginny had become. The green made her glow and somehow went perfectly with her flowing red hair. I however had refused to try on a single dress. Did I really need to impress Fred? He has known me since I was nearly 12? He knew what I looked like. A thought then crossed my mind. Lavender Brown would be there. Suddenly I was all for finding the perfect dress.

Too tired to go via the twins shop we disapparated just outside the wards of the Burrow. Strolling into the house, I called home since the end of the war; my senses were hit with the warm inviting smell of Molly's cooking. She really was the best cook, I had ever met. Noticing the time she shooed us upstairs to shower and get ready.

I hopped into the shower and let the warm water sooth my aching muscles, loosing myself in thought and the relaxed sensation I got under the water.

"HERMIONE! GET OUT I NEED TO USE THE LOO!" Percy boomed through the door. I burst out laughing, unable to stop myself, turned the water off and wrapped myself in my towel. Exiting, Percy muttered a thank you and closed the door.

Ginny was a life saver. I was never good with the whole, hair and makeup, girly things, but she was a pro. Using her wand she dried my hair straight. I hadn't realised how long it was until now, reaching mid-way down my back. Then with a few simple beauty charms she did my makeup. I had hoped she had listened when I asked for something natural.

"Time to get dressed" she lifted me up and tapped my butt towards my bed where my dress lay. I had no idea why I was so terrified to wear it, it was beautiful, and I looked good in it. I slipped into a strapless bra and my underwear before Ginny helped me into my dress, lacing up its corset back. My dress came to my mid-thigh as well, unlike Ginny's though from my waist down it was not form fitting, flowing into a beautiful, almost ballerina like, layering of tulle which sat well against my figure. The top was half was simple with light beading across the bust, a flattering sweetheart neckline. The most breathtaking thing about this dress though, it was pure white. My skin no longer looked washed out; my hair fell gracefully on either side of my face, framing me. I slid on a pair of glittering purple heels for a splash of colour and headed towards the full length mirror in the room.

I barely recognised myself. For one, Ginny had ignored my request for something natural; I was sporting a smokey eye and a well contoured face, the only thing natural were my lips, which were a pale pink/nude colour. Secondly, the dress, I looked as beautiful as Ginny, not an easy feat as se radiated beauty.

"It's not too much?" I asked worried we had gone far to over the top for a family dinner

She took my hand, standing next to me in the mirror, looking both of us up and down.

"Nope, I think we look fit if I do say so myself." She beamed at me as we made for the door.

Charlie and Bill went to knock as she swung the door open. Both men's jaws dropped

"Well, well little sisters, don't we look stunning this evening" Bill mused as he reached out his hand to mine and kissed it playfully. "May your brothers escort you down stairs, everyone is just arriving.'

We took their arms and made our way down carefully. Suddenly all eyes were on us.

"Bloody Brilliant" Harry and Freed sighed as they made their way towards us.

"We'll take it from here brothers dearest" Fred grinned as he pulled me from Bills grip.

"Hi" I giggled as he stared deep into my eyes, unable to speak.

He opened his mouth to say something but was interrupted by Molly. "DINNERS READY"

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