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Hermione's POV
It had been a month now since the war had ended and Lord Voldemort had been defeated. I was now living at the burrow with the Weasley family who kindly took me in, treating me like a second daughter.

It had been a tough four weeks for the Weasley family as Fred was nearly killed during the battle and none of us knew if he would make it or not. He thankfully made a full recovery after spending two long weeks in St Mongos, being in a coma for nearly 6 horrible days.

Despite the fact he had a badly broken shoulder, broken ribs and a large gash above his eyebrow, Fred didn't let that stop him. He was cracking jokes with George in no time.

I had never really been close to Fred while I was at school but during his time in St Mongos I became good friends with him, especially when he found out that I was the one who apparently saved his life during the battle.