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here When Hermione started to stir, Fred held her breath and smiled a little when Hermione opened her eyes. "Don't try to sit up, sweetie," she gently said before helping the other woman down again. "Connor's fine and with the rest of them. All I care about is you right now. I thought I lost you."
Fred just couldn't sit there so she laid down beside Hermione and pulled her into her arms. "You were so… awesome. I'm so proud of you, Hermione," she whispered as she tightened her grip. She thought back to the flash she saw when she was holding Hermione and furrowed her brow.
"When I was holding you, I saw you when you were younger. You were in a hallway with a dark haired boy with glasses and a blonde boy. The blonde boy said something and sparks came out of his wand and they hit you. Then your teeth started to grow." Fred shrugged and nuzzled Hermione's hair. "Pretty silly, huh? And do you want anything? Tea maybe?"