This is the start of the story, like a prologue really. So review. Also this idea came to me, and I had to get it down.
"Fred! Get down here now!" A very cranky Hermione yelled, Fred came running down the stairs.
"What's up Fats?" Fred asked, Hermione glared at him.
"Don't. Call. Me. Fats. This is your fault that I'm pregnant with twins!" Hermione snapped, Fred grinned.
"My fault? Now why's that?" Hermione threw a pillow at him, " Now now Fats, that's not very nice." Fred gave the puppy eyes.
"You don't remember what today is then do you?" Hermione looked away, Fred was confused now, "This is the second time Fred, and you still forgot!" Hermione yelled.
"Forget what?" Fred asked, "Our anniversary?" Hermione nodded, "I didn't forget that Mione, I just was waiting til the weekend." Hermione snorted.
"Weekend? It is the weekend Fred! In case you haven't noticed, I'm staying at The Burrow." Hermione got up and walked out the door of their house that George bought them three years ago.
Pop.
"Freddie!" George yelled happily, "Guess what!!" George looked at Fred, "What's wrong?"
"Hermione. She left." Fred sat down, "What are you so happy about?"
"Angelina said she'll marry me." George grinned.
"After three years, your finally getting married." Fred laughed a bit.
"Why did Mione leave?" George asked.
"She said I forgot our anniversary."
"But didn't you plan a party at The Burrow for her?" George asked, Fred bursted out laughing.
"I did, and that's where she said she was going to stay."
"Let's go then."
I know, short. But hey it's my story, so if it's short then well don't complain. Review.