It All Started With A Pygmy Puff (A Fred and Hermione Story) Fremione

Dinner

There is laughter and fun with Hermione, Jimmy, and Fred until Fred's watch alarm goes off.

"We have to go now," he informs her.

With a nod, she scoops Jimmy up in her palms and moves him into a small enclosure made just for him. Once he is settled, Hermione walks to the towards the front door where Fred is waiting with a small but nervous smile on his face. He holds out his arm, and Hermione wraps her arm around it.

"So where exactly are you taking me Fredrick Weasley?" Hermione asks nervously.

"You'll see," Fred answers with the same nervous smile.

Once she has a firm grip on her arm, Fred apparates them away to their destination.

With a gasp, Hermione  looks at the destination they arrived at. It was the restaurant she had been eying for the last 2 years. It was the biggest buzz within the Wizarding community that it was one of the best restaurants in Wizarding England.

"Fred, did you-?!"

"Yes."

She turns to look at him only to find him staring back at her with soft eyes. She can't understand the look.

"Why?" She asks with watery eyes.

He chuckles, "You really think I didn't notice you gushing about eating here?"

Her heart thumps. He bows and holds out his hand, "let's go, everything is all set up for us."

She takes his hand and together they walk in. The soft lights, the soft music, everything was beautiful. Hermione couldn't help but sigh wistfully at the smell and sights she encounters. A hostess escorts them to a table, a patio table lit with tiny lights. The lights alongside the moon were the most intimate lighting setup that Hermione could help but avoid eye contact with Fred across the table.

The dinner was everything she could've asked for. Delicious, beautiful, and fun. Jokes were cracked, memories were reminisced, and futures were planned. It left Hermione longing for a future where she was really, truly happy and loved.

When the waitress finished processing their order, which Fred pair fully for, Hermione frowned that the evening was over so fast. She wanted more time.

Sensing her sad demeanor, Fred looks down at her and smiles, "we still have 2 hours until your day ends. There's one more thing waiting for you."

Again, he extends his arm and she takes it. Once more, they are teleported to another area. This time it was a entrance of a club. A club that opened a year after the war by Blaise Zambini that was so popular that most wizards and witches wait in line hours before thr club opens. Fred escorts her to a guard where he mutters a strange phrase. The guard nods and motions for them to pass through the doorway.

Fred continues to drag her through a club full of dancing and gaining wizards and witches until they reach a large corner of the club. Hermione's eyes go wide.

"SUPRISE!!!!"

Honestly I never planned to continue this but these comments are still pooling in years after I published th last chapter encouraged me. While these chapters won't be long, I will try hard to finish this story. Thank you all for supporting my work for so hard 🙏🏾