Home Is Where Your Love Once Lay

Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
F/M
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Home Is Where Your Love Once Lay
Summary
Fred returned to London after leaving London years ago. But since George had married, he no longer had a place to live. When Lee Jordan told him about a new flat complex the redhead went to see it.But to his surprise there was only one flat left but another witch was trying to get the flat too. To his other surprise he found out it was his younger brother's ex-girlfriend, Hermione Granger and she was no longer the bushy hair witch he had seen five years ago. Now she was a woman and what a woman she had become.The only thing was that the apartment only had one bedroom and they could only get the flat if they were a couple.
Note
Let's start the Year with a Fredmione fic. This is one bed and fake engagement. I hope this is more of a romcom. I do love Slytherin so Hermione will be there friends.P.S I am dyslexic so if you see Grammer issues between kind.
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What Broke Us

Hermione hummed as she felt someone massaging her scalp. But when she opened her eyes she saw Fred Weasley smiling down at her. “Hello there darling.” Fred said smiling. “What, what happened, where am I?” she asked. Pansy came on her other side, her face worried. “Oh Hermione, you are finally awake. You are in the hospital. You've been in a coma for the past five years.” Pansy said Hermione’s wide eyes went even wider “What!?” she asked, sitting up and looking around to the empty penthouse. Everyone else around her started to laugh.

 

Hermione growls, finding her wand. She quickly hexed Pansy’s raven black hair to ginger red, making Pansy pull out her mirror and yell. “Hermione Jean Granger, change my beautiful hair back! Right now!” Pansy yelled, stomping her foot like a child. “No! That's what you get for joking with me. Maybe Neville can change it back. I am sure next time you will think twice before teasing me.” Hermione said, sticking her head up in the air as she came down from the kitchen island. Blaise was still laughing as he took the sign papers. “Alright you three I am out. Don't worry Pansy I will take the papers to the office so you can head off to your boyfriend’s home. Granger, don't kill Weasley, blood is hard to clean even with magic.” Blaise said as he apporated away. Pansy only stayed another ten seconds before she also left.

 

As soon as everyone had left. Anger came into Hermione’s eyes as she remembered what Fred Weasley had said right before she passed out. Before Fred knew it his face had met Hermione’s left hook. “What the fuck Granger! Shit you have a good damn hook.” Fred said as he held his bleeding nose. She slapped his hands down and performed a very sharp episkey. “Shit! Fuck Granger, I thought you were good at charms. Why did you have to make it hurt so damn much?” he asked.

 

Hermione drew out her wand ready to hex his ass off. “Just wait till I am done with you. I have just gotten started. How could you tell Mrs. Rose, we were going to be engaged? When we agreed on a fake relationship not an engagement. We haven't even seen each other in five years and now we are going to fake an engagement. I used to date your damn brother for Merlin sake.” Hermione said as she walked around him throwing hexes.

 

Fred just walked around in circles with his wand out dodging her hexes. “Can you stop hexing me for a damn minute? It's not so bad.” he said as he kept dodging hexes. Hermione fumed, her hair starting to sparkle. “Not so bad? Of course you would say that. What else could I expect from you.” she yelled back. That made Fred throw one of his strongest protective charms, the same one that had saved his life over five years ago. 

 

“You too? You all think you know me but you don't fucken know me!” Fred yelled back, making Hermione scoff. “Oh please Fred don't forget I saw you kissing that Hufflepuff my first year. I then heard all about you after my third year when you all won the Quidditch Cup. I saw every witch you dated and broke up with. And know what? You're going to tell me you've been solvent for the past five years? Please I am not one of does woman you can just pick up and fuck to then throw her to the curve when your done with her. I am not like that!” Hermione said, raising her voice at him. “You didn't even talk to me about it? So what am I supposed to feel like huh. When you just decided for us. All I see is a man who doesn't give a damn about the woman he is with even if she is a fake to him. You always just been a big flirt. Have you ever had a serious girlfriend or been in love for that matter… I didn't think so.” Hermione finally said, shaking her head and starting to walk away down the hall.

 

Fred stood frozen with his back to the wall. “See you don't fucken know me! To answer your question I had a serious girlfriend, a woman I thought I could love. But just like every other woman I have dated, they leave me or just take me for their dildo after they find out I can't… forget it, you are just like them.” Fred responded, making Hermione freeze and look at him walk out to the patio.

 

What had just happened? How had everything escalated so quickly? And the biggest question was what were they going to do now?

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It took Hermione an hour before she went to find Fred who was still sitting on the patio. He looked so down and upset. Could she be wrong about him? But all her life she has known Fred Weasley to be a bigger flirt and a boy who dated even more than Draco. Clearing her throat to not scare him and ended up hexed. 

 

“I bought pizza. I remember you liked it when Harry and I bought it. Do you want some?” Hermione asked him. Fred just shook his head but accepted the pizza. “Thank Hermione. I am sorry about what I did. I should have spoken to you first and I am sorry. I will go speak to Mrs. Rose and explain everything to her.” Fred said, taking a bite of the pizza. It felt like cardboard going down his throat. He couldn't even look at Hermione at the moment.

 

“No, no is alright Fred. I don't want you to talk to her. I have already owl Draco to send my stuff over.” she told him. “But we have to get our stories straight, no more leaping off the edge without a parachute.” she said, pulling her hand out to shake. Nodding Fred took her hand and shook it. “I promise… I should have George send my stuff over too. Thanks for the pizza Granger and just so we are clear from now on. I will be cooking from now on. I can still smell Kreature screaming bloody murder the night of Christmas 1996.” Fred said laughing. 

 

“Ugh shut up Fred. I can't be good at everything and you should call me Hermione, only Pansy and Draco call me Granger.” she said, taking another piece of pizza. Fred frowned. “Fine Hermione… I'll call you that till I find a new nickname For my future fiance. Big favor, can I tell George the truth? He is my twin and we have never held secrets from each other.” Fred asked her. Hermione smiled and nodded. “Of course you can, plus Blaise, Pansy and I am sure Draco by now knows the truth. They won't say a word, they still hate your brother so they will see this as a good payback for what he did to me.” Hermione said with a fake smile.

 

Fred frowned and decided to finally ask the question he had been questioning for years. “What happened? I am smart enough to know not to trust anything my idiot brother says. So why did you two actually break up?” Hermione only looked out into the distance and wetted her lips. “Fine I will tell you but you got to tell me why you said, about other women leaving you.” Hermione tried to negotiate. Fred chuckled and nodded his head. “Ladies first,” he suggested. Hermione chuckled and shook her head. 

 

“No way. This is why Harry and I taught you all how to play rock, papers, scissors.” Hermione said putting her fist up Fred laughed and raised his fist. “One, two, three.” they said. Fred smiled widely when he picked rock and Hermione paper. “Ha! I win! Come in Granger start spilling.” he said. Hermione laughed out loudly and she shook her head. “Paper wins over rock.” she said, making Fred start to complain. “How the bloody hell does that even work? If a rock can rip over paper” he said. Hermione just shrugged. “Does are the rules. So speak up Weasley.”

 

Fred huffed out and sat back crossing his arms. “Fine. Ugh this is not easy to say and is not only because I am a man but because I am a Weasley. While I have come to accept it each time I tell a woman I want to date seriously. They all leave or just want to use me as their human dildo.” Fred said looking over to Hermione who had gone serious but with a small smirk with the last phrase. “You know about dildos?” she asked. Fred nodded and chuckled. “Yeah Jas. She was the first muggle woman I slept with. She taught me about dildos, other sex toys, and was okay with using them for my pleasure or my partners. She was also the one who told me about condoms and muggle sexul illnesses.” Fred told her. 

 

Hermione smiled at the words. “She sounds amazing. May I ask why you aren't with her. It sounds like you really care for her.” Hermione asked. Fred nodded “While I do love her like a sister. After everything she taught me and I did have sex with her. It ended up being more educational than anything. You know the night she taught me about condoms she took out my cock to measure it. Then took me to a muggle shop to buy five different types of condoms. Different sizes, textures and brands to make sure I knew what to use next. Plus she is bisexual and is currently dating a woman right now.” Fred told her.

 

Fred then took a long breath. “She was also the one who told me that I shouldn't date women who just want to use me because I can't get them pregnant… So there you go… That is why women don't want to date me. They see me as half of a man. The wall who almost took my life. Took something else from me.” Fred said. It was silent for a few minutes just like every time. But when he looked up Hermione was crying and holding her lower stomach. 

'FUCK!'

He was about to say she didn't have to be sorry for him but right before Hermione spoke up. “As you know I started dating Ron right after the war. I had always liked him and was so happy to finally be dating him… But I wanted to finish my studies so I went back to Hogwarts. Which meant I didn't get to see him that often. During Christmas break Ron tried to have me sex with me but I said no. We spoke about how I wanted to wait and he accepted at first but then sent me a letter telling me he had planned a vacation for Easter break. It included the portkey that would take me to the destination…” Hermione started to tell him.

 

Pulling her knees to her chest and hugging herself she continued. “So like any responsible witch I went to see Madam Pomfrey to get on the potion. After hearing about how the charm had failed for your parents three times I didn't want to take the risk I had bigger plans for after graduation… I got the potion and started taking it but soon I started to have bad side effects. Madam Pomfrey said it was normal especially for muggle born witches. She suggested I go to a muggle female doctor. She even said she would write a letter to give to McGonagall so I could go… But before she did that, she suggested doing a full test…” Hermione paused and cleared her trough that was going raspy. 

 

“I left crying. We found out that the torture I received from Bellatrix Lestrange had affects. I can't have children either. When I told Ron he walked away. I thought he needed time to adjust. You know how he is with change… But when I used the portkey he had given me. I walked in on him fucking Lavander Brown. The witch I had saved was fucking my boyfriend and when I confrunted him… He had the nerve to tell me that it was my fault. That if I wasn't broken he wouldn't have to find a witch who was a real woman.” Hermione said with tears of anger.

 

“I went to Pansy’s home and told her what had happened. She told Draco and well I don't know if you heard about Ron's little accident with his dick not working forma month. Well you see when Draco takes you in and you get hurt he goes back to his darkish ways.” Hermione said smiling. Fee chuckled. “Remind me to send Malfoy a fine bottle of firewhiskey. What happened next?” Fred asked. Hermione took a long breath and sagged in her chair. “Theo gave me an unregistered portkey. I went to Brazil for two months. Viktor was there and well we started to see each other. We both had just broken up with someone so we had sex, lots and lots of sex. After that he helped me get to Australia and get in touch with healers who healed my parents. Then I started to work with Draco and now I am here.” she said.

 

Before she knew it Hermione’s chair had been pulled next to Fred's chair and then she was on his lap. With his strong arms surrounding her Hermione did what she hadn't done in almost five years. She cried. She cried in Fred's arms. In the arms that belonged to a man who knew exactly what she was feeling. Who the war had taken something so huge from them. He knew how it was to tell someone you wanted to date you couldn't give them children and then take you as a sex toy instead of a person. So she held him tight pulling her legs up. While Fred held her close to him, his head barrier in her hair as he also cried. 

 

After what felt like hours they pulled apart when they heard the noise of apparition. When they turned around still in bracing each other they found Harry, Ginny, George and Angelina staring at them. Fred just chuckled and whispered into Hermione’s ear. “I think it is time we tell them the truth and then plan what's next. But just so you know Hermione, I am beating up Ronald the first chance I get.” Fred said, cleaning her tears from her soft face. Hermione smiled and nodded. “I want to meet Jas. I think we would get along. Oh and Fred I am a British woman who is allergic to fish.” Hermione said, kissing his cheek. “And to whoever told you or made you feel you weren't a full man. I hope you remember where they live.” she said right before she got up from his lap and walked to greet their family and friends.

 

Fred Weasley was so fucked. Because does words made him have to hex himself to avoid getting hard in front of his little sister. He was still a big flirt but he was an engaged man now and he had some respect for poor Ginny.

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