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Hermione woke to her first morning at the Burrow just in time to eat a huge breakfast before Harry, Ron, Ginny, and the twins played quiddich in the yard. Hermione didn't much like flying so she usually just sat and watched them. On this perfect summer day, Hermione decided to tan outside. She brought out a towel and put on a purple bikini, lied down in the soft summer grass and let her mind just drift away- something she normally wouldn't let happen during the school year.

Over the summer, she had grown a lot. She filled out her clothes a little more, grown into her curves, and her hair fell in adorably cute brown wisps around her neck and back. She looked quite good, and was hoping to go into her fifth year at Hogwarts looking browner than normal.

However, a shout pulled her so rudely out of her dream state and she looked up to see who was shouting. It was Fred, scolding George pretty intensely. "Oi! What're you doing?! Focus, why don't you. What's gotten into you today?"

George, who was already red from being hot due to working up a sweat and the weather, looked away from what he was staring at and although it seemed impossible turned a shade of red deeper. He flustered some tacky words out of his mouth, the first he could think of "Erm, saw a gnome."

Was that all he managed to come up with? George Weasley, master of pranks? Ginny thought this as she noticed where he was truly looking- Hermione. Her thought train continued, Geez. Boys are real thick sometimes.

Hermione took the interruption as a chance to go shower in the washroom. After being outside in the heat, the water felt so good. Even when she was finished, she didn't want to budge from the shower. Right as she turned off the water she heard the door click. Thinking it was Ginny she stepped out of the shower, but to her surprise it was George.

"Oh my gosh I'm sorry!" George blushed incredibly as he apologized but still couldn't take his eyes off her. She was gorgeous. He spun at his heels in a 180 turn rushing out the door. Hermione didn't even have a chance to react. She pondered what had just happened for a second while she dried off and clothed.

Hmm, I mean I've always had a thing for Ron. But the twins have always been incredibly attractive… I should be more embarrassed, but I think I liked him seeing me. He liked it too I'm guessing cuz he turned beet red.. She smiled to herself and sat on her bed. Just then, Ginny came bursting in the room. Her face told her she had urgent news. Asking worriedly what was wrong, Hermione sprung up from her bed.

"OH. MY. GOSH.!" Hermione's look of confusion made Ginny roll her eye as if to tell Hermione she had missed something incredibly obvious. "GEORGE. YOU. SEX" She said those three words as if they were a sentence each in themselves. When Hermione asked further Ginny explained, "Didn't you see? Fred yelled at him cuz he was staring at YOU. Not a gnome you idiot!"

Hermione suddenly realized, George had been the first to greet her into the house yesterday. More polite than usual… Hermione's smart mind quickly took in all the information and she told Ginny how he had walked in on her showering. Ginny said, "Alright that's just icing on the cake!!! I'm going to go talk to George, and well I'll talk to Fred first to see what I should say..' Before Hermione could stop her, Ginny was out the door practically skipping off. All Hermione could do was bury herself in her sheets for half an hour until she heard Molly announce lunch was ready.

Hermione found there was only one seat open, and it was next to George. Suspecting that Ginny had already gotten to talk to Fred, Hermione cautiously sat down. By the looks of it, George had no forgotten about their encounter in the bathroom, because whenever she asked him to pass something he blushed.

After excusing herself from lunch once she was finished, Hermione retreated to her and Ginny's bedroom wishing to be left alone due to embarrassment of what Ginny may have told George. A knock sounded from he door, and Hermione's heart dropped. There was a good chance it was Ginny, and that's exactly what Hermione thought as she opened the door saying, "Ginny if you said something I swear to gods I'll-' But she was cut off because Instead of Ginny, it was Fred standing in front of her. Oh no, Oh no this can not be good. Her stomach dropped nearly to the floor.

"Oh er hi Fred.."

"Oi, Hermione i think it's time we've had ourselves a talk!" Fred had a wild smile on his face as Hermione just looked horror struck. "Why don't we sit on he bed here, you look like you might just collapse.." Fred led her to the bed and sat her down next to him. He had no problem getting right to the point, because the first thing he said after getting settled down was, "So, George I hear you fancy him? If it's for looks, well then you fancy me too eh? But hey don't let me get off track here, I've got Angelina anyways.. He's really like a puppy, you know and he's a bit too shy to make a move but I think it'd be crazy sweet if you two became a little somethin somethin. Right then, you need to march into that room he's in and just pounce on him!' At this, Fred got up and started to rummage throuh Hermione's trunk searching through her cothes.

"What on earth are you doing?!" She asked him.

"Well, you need to wear a litle more than jeans and a T-shirt if you're going to do that pouncing today!" Fred was completely, utterly serious and Hermione knew there was no getting rid of him until he heard what he wanted.

'Well I will admit I fancy him, but don't tell him! He's too attractive for me he always had the girls at Hogwarts.. What am I to him?"

"Well, Hermione, you can't know for sure until you try. Are you going to make all of me and Ginny's work go to waste? I think not. Right, so I think you'll need to wear this and then put this with it." Fred held up a pleated black plaid mini skirt with a baby doll blouse that was a deep shade of blue. He would not hear of it when Hermione rejected, so she agreed to atleast try it on and think.

As Hermione stepped out of the bathroom wearing the clothes Fred had picked out, his jaw dropped. "'Mione, you're going to make George want to get off just looking at you in clothes. I donno what he was so upset about when he said he'd walked in on you showering.. Merlin, I'd even have maybe enjoyed that!"

"Fred! Gosh, have soe decency.. so.. I look... Alright?"

"You look more than alright, trust me he'll like it, look I'm going to leave our room tonight around 11, by that time mum and dad will be asleep and everyone else probably won't be anywhere near there, I'll make sure of that. Just go in and do your thinggggg girl!" Fred said the last four words with emphasis and it made Hermione laugh to hear him say this.

"Right well, I know you won't take no for an answer, but I know I'll make an idiot of myself. I'm doing this because you oh so dearly want me to, not for myself..."

"Kay, keep telling yourself that, 'Mione" Fred mumbled just loud enough for himself to hear as he did an identical 180 turn to his twin's, but in less of a flustered embarrassed sort of way.

Meanwhile, George and ginny..

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'Hey, Gin why don't you knock once in a while?" George said clearly anoyed at his little sister for barging in without knocking. Luckily, George had stopped thinking about Hermione without clothes...

"Sorry Georgie, but we need to have a serious conversation you know"

George knew what was coming. He saw Ginny and Fred plotting something, then looking unusually smug at lunch. "Right well fire away" George was almost nervous to talk to his sister. 'But make it quick" He added so she would get out as soon as possible.

"Hermione", was all Ginny said and there was no need for a confession because it was plain as the look on his face, which was a scarlet shade at this point. "I know you dig her. Do something about it, I see her look at you almost the way you look at her. There's nothing stopping you and it would make you both happier if you just did it already!"

George was out of words. He simply stared. It took him a bit before saying, "Well I don't know she's too smart for me, she'd never think abut a prankster like me. Maybe she was looking at me because I had something on my face, you know?"

"HONESTLY GEORGE YOU WON'T KNOW UNTIL YOU TRY" Ginny was almost getting mad at his stubborn shyness. After another 20 minutes of George blushing and Ginny trying to enforce her wrath and the fact that he had nothing to lose, she gave up.

Fred, who was waiting outside the hall because he was done earlier than Ginny was, gave her a disppointed look and she put her hands up in defeat. If Ginny couldn't convince George, Fred could. But Fred wanted to see Hermione do it herself, so he'd give her the chance then if she didn't follow through with his instructions he would harp on George to grow a pair.

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Geez Ginny what damage have you done, and don't deny anything because Fred was just in here telling me you two's plan.

"Just wait just wait, hopefully you'll make the first move though because George's balls are either missing or made out of jell-o"

At this, Hermione couldn't help but laugh. Ginny knew that Fred was doing the same to George, pepping him up in hope that something might actually happen tonight. Making eyes at eachother is fun, but sometimes you need to take it further. This is what Fred and Ginny wanted George and Hermione to do tonight. Hermione didn't even notice Ginny as she slipped out of the room probably to hang out with Harry.

Hermone passed the last hours of the afternoon and into the early evening letting her mind imagine just the things she wanted to do with George, and how she wanted to kiss him, she wondered what he tasted like, and how she wanted to run her hands all over his muscles that were so toned from being a silled beater on te Gryffindor quiddich time, and then she wanted to take his cock and-

out of what seemed to e nowhere, Ginny burst into the door snapping Hermione's train of thought and ruining the daydream. "Dinner is ready then showtime later tonight" A smirk strangely resembling the twins's evil smirks spread across her face and Hermione realied that her daydream was unlikely to come true at all.

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Dinner came and went uneventfully, and the family left the table one by one. Ginny slipped away first, followed close behind by Harry who probaby wanted to go snog her outside a bit. You know, the usual. Ron left next to take a shower upon his mother's request, then George left, most likely because he was too embarassed to even look at Hermione, and he was wondering if he should indeed make a move on her. Since Molly was still cleaning up and Arthur was working a late shift at the Ministry, Fred and Hermione were left. All Fred did was give Hermione a look, but she knew he was telling her to start to get ready mentally and physically. She excused herself and thanked Molly for the great meal, once again.

The hours rolled by faster than Hermione may have wanted, and at 10 50 Fred knocked on her door and raised his eyebrows at the time.

'I know, gosh." Hermione snapped back, snapped rather than sighed because she was nevous. Fred came in her room to give her a good five minute pep talk.

Zoning out most of it because she was extremely nervous, Hermione only caught the end of hi pep talk which was, "You know just say how you feel and if that doesn't work bend over or something, because lord knows if he's my twin ad shares my DNA he won't be able to resist your tight-"

but he was cut off by Hermione slapping him on he arm, more playfully than harmfully because he knew he was joking. Hermione left her room at 11 O'clock on the dot and made her way to George's room, where Fred ensured her he was in there. She lifted a hand up to knock, but the door opened just before her knuckles hit it and George apeared, his short hair slightly ruffled and naturally stuck up at the front. He was wearing a plain whte T shirt that did his upper body good, and some jeans that fit nicely around his junk but not too tightly. Hermione couldn't help but stare him and down twice over before dragging her eyes unwillingly up to his adorable freckles, then up to his crystalized icy blue eyes.

"Hey Hermione" George said coolly trying to hide the fact he had been expecting her around 10 30 [curtisy to Fred for on purpose messing up the time he told George to make him itch anxiously], because he had been checking outside his door every 10 minutes. He continued, "Why don't you come in?"

Right so this is my first ever fanfic, only the first chapter i hope to carry it on further, I am on a summer break so I will have zero problem updating daily. What do you think? I know i rated it M but the best is yet to come, alright?