She said yes. Hermione must've been crazy, but she said yes to eloping, but the first thing she wanted to do was bring Ron and Harry with them.
"The whole point of eloping is to get away from everybody," Fred reminded her.
"You're bringing George, aren't you?" Hermione said, shaking her head at him.
"Yes, but the more people that know about this, the more they'll find out."
"I was done with keeping us a secret from Harry and Ron…they're my best friends. My very best friends. We've been there for each other through everything. Please don't take that away from me."
"I'd never want to take anything away from you," Fred said, looking slightly hurt over the thought.
Hermione pressed her lips against his. "Good…then you get George, and I'll get them."
"Do you have a place in mind?" Fred asked her softly.
"Yes. I want to surprise you though," Hermione said.
Fred nodded. "I have another idea… we'll need a priest to marry us off-"
"Yes, George can be the priest."
Fred stared at her in astonishment. "How'd you know that was who I wanted to be our priest?"
Hermione shook her head again, though this time it was in amusement. "Because he saw our relationship from the very beginning."
Ron and Harry were in their bedroom by the time Hermione made it back inside. She managed to avoid Mrs. Weasley in the living room and quietly made her way upstairs. She heard the backdoor open again and knew that Fred was trying to sneak in as well. But he apparated upstairs instead of walking up them like she did.
Hermione opened Ron's bedroom door and closed it shut. Ron sat up in his bed and covered his chest. "Bloody hell! You're supposed to be in bed with Ginny! What are you doing here?"
She rolled her eyes. He had done that once before in their fourth year. "Never mind that," she said as she took a seat on Harry's bed. "Fred and I are getting married," she announced.
Harry stared at her in astonishment. "We may be slow because we're guys, but we already know that. You're getting married on Fred's birthday."
Hermione shook her head adamantly. "No," she said, sighing.
"You broke up?" Ron asked in astonishment.
"NO!" she said, looking horrified by that thought.
"We're getting married sooner…tomorrow."
"WHAT?!" Harry and Ron said together.
"He's not pressuring you, is he?" Harry asked her protectively. "If he is, I'll-"
"Could you two stop being so ridiculous?" Hermione snapped, feeling a headache coming along.
"We're eloping. The wedding details are starting to get to both of us."
"Oh, so you decided we can't come to the wedding after all?" Ron said, looking hurt.
Now it was Harry who sighed. "She asked us to stop being ridiculous, Ron."
Hermione couldn't help but smile. "Not at all. I want both of you there." She turned to both of them and wrapped both arms around their shoulders. "Since my father isn't here…I want you both to give me away."
Ron's eyes flew up in surprise. He was going to be a groomsmen since George was going to be the best man, so that was a nice change for him.
"All right… what should we bring?"
"Yourselves," Hermione said.
"I think he wants to know what we should wear," Harry said quickly.
"Don't be silly. You don't have to wear anything special. Remember Fred once said he didn't want anybody dressing up?"
"Yes, but you're our best friend," Ron said quietly. "You've done so much for us. The least we could do is look nice for your wedding."
Hermione's eyes grew teary eyed, and Harry's arm suddenly wrapped around her shoulders comfortingly.
"You can wear just casual formal wear. I really don't want you to go through the trouble either."
"All right," Ron said, shaking his head.
Ron and Harry got up and quickly packed and they went off to meet Fred and George.
Fred beamed when he saw Hermione walking towards him. "You know where you want to get married at, love?"
Hermione grinned back and shushed him. "Of course… everybody just hold onto my arm. We're going to Apparate."
"WAIT!" Ron said suddenly. "We can't Apparate in a huge group. What if one of us gets our arms splinched? Or worse? I don't want a repeat of…" his voice trailed off as he shuddered, obviously remembering the time his arm got hurt after Apparating away from the ministry.
"We're under much safer circumstances this time," Hermione assured Ron.
He mouthed soundlessly at her. "Have you met our mother? Your mother-in-law? Or sorry… your future mother-in-law?"
"It'll be fine," she said as she started packing some clothes together in her bag.
"Yeah. Sure. Fine," Ron echoed sarcastically.
Harry rolled his eyes at Ron. "Come on, our best friend is getting married to your brother!"
"I'm still trying to forgive and forget," Ron muttered as they snuck into the hallway.
Fred's eyes lit up when Hermione snuck into his room with Harry and Ron. He couldn't believe they were about to do this. His emotions and heart were dancing all over the place and he couldn't help but encircle his arms around her waist and pull her towards him. "Are you ready to become Mrs. Fred Weasley?" He asked teasingly with a glint in his eyes.
Hermione placed her hand in his and placed her lips on his cheek. "More than ever."
Fred ignored his brother's rolling their eyes at him and focused on her seriously. "Are you sure you want to do this? My mother could possibly hate us the rest of our lives."
"As long as we're together, we'll be ok. Besides, I don't need a wedding that's filled with all the details she's planning. All I need is you."
Shivers went down Fred's back and arms as he placed a kiss on her forehead. "Merlin, the things you do to me, woman."
"Can we get a move on? Mum could wake up any moment," Ron protested, stepping forward before anything else could happen.
Fred shot his little brother an irritated look, but then tried to ignore it. Nothing was going to ruin his wedding day.
He turned back to his fiancé. "Do you have a place in mind?" he asked Hermione.
"Of course," she said, as she glanced at everybody else. They all took her hand and Apparated to…..Paris, France.
Fred was surprised for a moment, but then he wasn't really at the same time. Hermione had once expressed her love for all things France and it shouldn't have come to a surprise that she wanted to be married here.
"I know of this place," Hermione said as she started leading the way.
Fred looked quizzically at George. "But-" How did he get onto the not knowing side? Hermione looked like she had actually been planning this out for ages!
"Trust me," Hermione said, giggling as she took his hand.
Fred's mind began spinning. "Wait," he said, feeling himself panicking.
"Breathe, Fred," George murmured, placing a hand on his shoulder.
Hermione gave Fred a confused look. "What's wrong?"
"I…er…don't you think this is moving a bit too fast?"
"No, we are engaged," Hermione said teasingly, holding up her ring hand. But she gave him a concerned look. "This was your idea…you don't want to get married anymore?"
"NO!" Fred answered quickly, but he took a step forward once Hermione wore a hurt look on her face. "Merlin… no, that's not what I mean." He hugged her quickly. "Love, I'm sorry. That's not what I mean."
He felt Hermione relax against him. "Can you help me understand, then?"
He grew quiet for a moment. "I guess….I guess I feel guilty for running off like this. Mum's voice is in the back of my head and I keep feeling like maybe eloping isn't the best thing for us to do. It's too… spontaneous."
Hermione pulled away to stare at him in surprise. "Too spontaneous? You mean you've actually found something that was too spontaneous?"
"Yeah," Fred admitted, looking down sheepishly. "It's just…you deserve to be in a wedding dress. You deserve getting married in front of our loved ones. I can put up with the wedding details a bit longer."
"None of that stuff matters," Hermione said, placing her hands on both sides of his face.
"I know," Fred said. "But your whole life hasn't been normal. You've been off on crazy missions with these two," he nodded at Harry and Ron. "And you helped defeat Lord Voldemort. You deserve to have a normal wedding."
Hermione's face lit up as she thought of an idea. "What if we compromise?" She asked Fred eagerly.
Fred frowned at her. "What do you mean?"
"Let's go home and get married as soon as possible. Today or tomorrow if you'd like. We could keep the spontaneous wedding and still have everybody come to it. How does that sound?"
Fred looked like he could kiss her right then and there, but he knew the others were probably getting impatient with their mushiness so he just settled with kissing her forehead lightly. "Brilliant! Mum's going to hate the plan though."
He saw George raise his hand in the corner of his eye. "Yes, George?"
"I love the plan of freaking mum out… but can I still marry you two off?"
"Yes," Fred answered automatically, not bothering to consult with Hermione on this one. He had a feeling that she'd understand how he felt about that.
"Let's go home and break the news to everybody else."
They were back home a few moments later and they could hear Mrs. Weasley before they could see her. "BED'S EMPTY, NO NOTE, WHAT WERE THEY THINKING? OH, IT'S LIKE THEY WERE TWELVE ALL OVER AGAIN-"
"WHEN I SEE THEM, I'M GOING TO-"
"Molly." Mr. Weasley's calm voice came from in front of her and they saw him nod towards them. "They're back. You can relax."
Mrs. Weasley turned around and reached for a startled Hermione first. "Hermione! Dear…we've been so worried."
"What are Fred and I, next door neighbors?" George asked, looking put out.
"Yes, yes. We're happy for you two as well. But come along into the kitchen. I've made tea for you."
Hermione threw a questioning look at the twins when their faces suddenly grew concerned. "What's going on, mum?" Fred asked loudly.
"Well, I… just come along into the kitchen." She looked like she was trying to hide something from them on purpose so Hermione worked her way over to Fred.
"Should I be worried?" she asked as she watched Mrs. Weasley drop a tea cup on the ground. Mr. Weasley immediately swooped in to pick it up.
"I don't know. But I'm not leaving your side," he said, moving closer and placing a hand in hers protectively.
Mr. Weasley jumped when he saw everybody walk into the room and he nudged Mrs. Weasley.
"Hermione! I have some tea ready for you. Come, sit, sit." She started pulling her toward a seat, but Hermione stayed right where she was at beside Fred.
"I think I'll stand here," she said, holding his hand tighter.
"Oh, my dear child. I don't really know how to say this." She looked at her husband helplessly and he took over.
"We…we found your parents."
Hermione's heart sped up. "That's great! When can I see them?" She asked eagerly.
Mr. Weasley sighed and looked around for a moment before looking at her. "I'm not sure if that's the best idea. Their memories have been modified, you see.
Hermione glanced over at Fred and he gave her hand a reassuring squeeze.
"Oh…yes, I knew that," she said quietly, looking at Ron and Harry now. "I placed the memory charm on them before we went away on our mission to hunt down the Horcruxes."
Mr. and Mrs. Weasley looked slightly relieved. "We were hoping it wasn't the Death Eaters that did that, though that didn't seem to be their signature move-"
"Where are they?" Hermione couldn't help but interrupt him.
"They're in Australia. I'm sorry to tell you this news, but there hasn't been a cure for memory charms. You remember Professor Lockhart, he's still in St. Mungo's without a cure for his."
Ron had the audacity to actually look a little bit guilty over that piece of news.
"But they're safe?" Hermione asked fiercely. "They haven't been harmed?"
"They're safe," Mr. Weasley reassured her. "We're going to do what we can to modify their memories again, but well…your charm was quite powerful. I know it was a huge sacrifice on your part."
"It was," she murmured quietly, looking down as a tear rolled down her cheek.
Fred immediately kissed her forehead. "It's ok, we don't have to get married right now," he murmured quietly, running his hands up and down her sides.
"No, no." She looked at Fred and gave him a small smile. "I still want to. You're my family now," she said.
Mrs. Weasley moved forward a bit, looking a bit crestfallen and Hermione's heart sank. She had overheard. "You don't want the wedding I was planning for you?"
Fred shook his head. "To be honest, mother it wasn't really my style. I've always been the spontaneous type, you know. We were going to elope-"
Mrs. Weasley opened her mouth furiously, but Fred started talking quickly before she could start yelling about that.
"But we- I actually realized… that I want everybody there. But we don't want all of that fancy wedding stuff. We just want everybody to come as they are."
"Hermione's still wearing her dress though right? Fred, don't make your future wife be deprived of her wedding dress!"
"I am wearing it still," Hermione said, laughing softly. Her wedding dress was one of the few details she actually liked about the wedding.
"In fact, we'd like to get married today… George can be the priest," Fred said, nodding at George. George beamed at that piece of news.
"We have owls. Everybody can Apparate if they want to come," Fred said. "It'll be the most spontaneous wedding of the century! Come on, mum. Let me have my wedding my way."
"All right," she said, walking over to the two of them and hugging them. Her face softened when she looked at Hermione. "I'm so sorry about your parents. But you've been part of our family long enough. It only makes sense that you two make it official."
Hermione had her wedding dress on an hour later and Ginny placed the veil on her head. "I'm happy you're marrying Fred," she said, smiling at her. "I always thought it would be Ron when we were all kids. Did you ever have feelings for him?"
Hermione laughed. "Yes, but he was too oblivious about it. I tried telling him one time in fifth year, but it went right over his head. It was right around the time when Fred started being around more actually."
"So, how did you two start dating in secret?"
She shook her head. "That's a story for another time…not minutes before the wedding." She heard the music starting to play and grinned. "It's time."
Fred was anxious standing at the altar, waiting for Hermione to arrive. It was so hot outside. Why had they decided to have a backyard wedding instead of a church wedding? It would've been much cooler in a church. His thoughts were racing around his mind until a hand was placed on his shoulder.
He looked up and saw it was George.
"Relax. Hermione is coming. Enjoy your wedding."
"She's coming," he repeated calmly.
"Shouldn't we be having last minute twin brother talks or something?" Fred asked desperately. "I mean…we won't be living together anymore. How do you feel about that?"
George laughed at the question. "Seriously? Yes I'm going to miss you. But you're about to marry your girl. And I might marry Luna someday-"
Fred turned his head quickly. "You're going to marry Luna?" He asked as the music started playing.
"I haven't asked her yet. But I want to," George said. "I'm happy for you though. I know you're happy. You have my blessing to get married," he said quickly. "Now, focus on your girl. You don't want to miss the moment she walks down the aisle."
Ginny walked down the aisle as the bridesmaid first and then Fred's heart leapt in his throat when he saw Hermione. He couldn't take his eyes off of her. She looked like an angel in her dress, a perfect, beautiful angel. And the look in her eyes. It was for him only. It was almost enough to bring him to his knees.
And on both sides of her were Harry and Ron. Fred couldn't help but laugh a little when he realized why they were there. Of course, they were going to give her away since her parents weren't there. It was only fitting!
Focus, mate, he told himself. You're only getting this moment once in your life. And it really was a once in a lifetime moment indeed. It felt like forever, but she had finally reached to the altar.
"Who gives this young lady away?" George asked when the music stopped playing.
"Her best friends, Ronald Weasley and Harry Potter do," Ron said proudly, looking over at Fred and winking.
Fred winked back and George said something else that he didn't catch because his attention was back onto Hermione. Harry and Ron both kissed her cheek before they went to sit down with the rest of the family.
Fred took Hermione's hands and squeezed them lightly. He couldn't believe he was about to get married. Him! Fred Gideon Weasley. And somebody actually loved him that much to get married to him.
"I love you," he mouthed when he faced her.
The look on Hermione's face didn't change at all. She just seemed to have beamed even more. "I love you too," she whispered softly.
Fred swallowed before he finally allowed his attention to turn back to George.
"Friends and family, we are gathered here today because my twin brother, Fred Gideon Weasley is getting married to Hermione Jean Granger," George said proudly.
"I was there from the start of their relationship. I saw it all happen. I can tell you guys everything. In fact, it all started with this little doodle that Hermione drew one day in class that I found."
Hermione's eyes widened when he took out the note. "You kept that note?" she hissed loudly.
"Of course I kept it! I'm George Weasley," George said, winking at her. "I was going to use it on this very day."
Fred couldn't help but laugh along with everyone else.
"This note is how the two started. Inside this note contains a heart. And Hermione had written Mrs. Fred Weasley on that note. She hadn't realized what she had done at the time. She denied everything about it, but I knew what would happen eventually. They started forming a friendship, then they secretly started dating… and next thing you know…. Here we are!"
He gestured to everybody else.
The rest of the ceremony was a blur. Hermione had written her own vows as well as Fred, but he could barely remember them, he was so nervous about what was about to happen in the next second after their vows were exchanged.
"Do you, Fred Gideon Weasley take Hermione Jean Granger as your wife?"
"I do," Fred said quickly, causing his family and friends to laugh softly. He carefully placed the wedding band on her ring finger.
"And do you, Hermione Jean Granger, take Fred Gideon Weasley to be your husband?"
"I do," Hermione said, as her grin grew even wider, slipping the wedding band onto his finger.
George grinned before meeting Fred's eyes meaningfully. "Well, brother…you may now kiss your bride."
Fred let go of the breath he didn't realize he had been holding. "Finally!" he said, before lowering his head and kissing her for several slow moments. They both finally pulled apart, laughing as they turned to the audience.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I'd like to introduce to you for the first time ever…. Mr. and Mrs. Fred Weasley!"
Everybody else laughed as Fred lifted Hermione's hand into the air, whooping. He then scooped her up into his arms.
"Fred, I can walk," Hermione said, but her eyes were dancing as she was laughing.
"I know, I'm just so happy," Fred said as he placed a kiss on her forehead when they reached the end of the aisle.
"Now what do we do?" Hermione asked, looking up at him when he placed her down carefully.
"Now, we live happily ever after," Fred said teasingly before calling out to everybody else about the reception party that was taking place in their backyard.
A/N: This is the last chapter for Two Can Keep a Secret. I never expected it to be one of my most popular fanfiction stories. I knew from the very first chapter that I had to finish it. And around chapter 8, I had hoped it would end similar to this. I'm sorry for the long wait between chapters. I was supposed to have this finished in February, though I was very sick that month and I couldn't write after all. And then a wedding chapter was hard for me to write after all. But I want to say thank you to all of the readers who favorited, followed, and reviewed. Seriously, all of the reviews made me smile. I liked getting the random ones after months of not writing. I'm not sure what my next step is in the fanfiction writing world, but I do want to write original fiction stuff. And I have a book review blog. But I just wanted to say thank you for showing interest in this story. You all kept me going. P.S. This is my longest story ever! I tried to make this chapter be a long one for everybody. It had a little over 3,400 words before the author's : I do not own Harry Potter. JK Rowling does.