Title: Crazy in Love

Chapter 1: Crazy Baby

Author's Note: Finally got along to this...it's kind of an epilogue to my last story...It's Fair in the Game of Love.

Disclaimer: Don't own Harry Potter or anything like that...darn, Wish I did.

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got me lookin so CrAzY my baby

im not myself lately, im foolish

i dont do this

ive been playin myself

baby i dont care

cuz your loves got the best of me

n baby your makin a fool of me

you got me sprung n i dont care who sees

cuz baby you got me, you got me

so CrAzY in love...

Hermione Granger. As soon as you hear the name you think, bushy-haired know-it-all. But much has changed since her last year at Hogwarts. She still is remarkably smart, and still has her bushy, chestnut brown hair. But she's changed...deep inside. Some where in there.

It has been years since Harry Potter defeated Voldemort, so no one lived in fear anymore. Harry has been training to be an auror. He lives with Virginia Weasley, his girlfriend, in a home near the burrow.

Ron Weasley is a part of the Ministry of Magic. He works in the Mystery department. He and Hermione have been dating for five years now and still live in the burrow.

Percy married Penelope Clearwater, he lives near the burrow still. He has one son and another child on the way. Percy is the History of Magic teacher at Hogwarts.

Fred and George have finally started up their joke shop and business is booming. They're very steady competitors for Zonko's. They work in the attic at the Burrow, despite Mrs. Weasley's displeasure, and have created lots more Wheezes.

It's nearing Christmas and the whole family is hectic. Everyone is out shopping. Ron and his father are at work, Percy is at home. Harry is at work. Ginny decided to stop by and entertain poor Hermione, who is always home with the twins.

"Mione," Ginny began, thumping down the stairs, "Aren't you lucky you have me?"

Hermione smiled and thought for a moment, 'Actually having Gin here has helped wear off the boredom.' "I love having you here Ginny." She smiled goofily and went back to the book she was reading a moment before Ginny interrupted her.

"You need to get out more often," Gin states, taking a seat on the couch next to Hermione.

Just then, George came bounding down the steps. "Bloody hell, you'll never guess who just owled us," he said as Fred came leaping after his twin.

"Who?" Hermione put her book down on the coffee table and re-positioned her legs so she sat like an Indian.

"Zonko's wants to invest," Fred piped in.

"Well, that's great," Ginny acted excited, but Mione, knowing Ginny well, knew that she really didn't give a damn.

"Not really," George said, sitting in Mr. Weasley's lumpy old armchair in front of the fireplace. "We have our own joke shop."

Fred nodded his head as he took a seat on the other side of Ginny.

"Why don't you offer to let them invest, then use the profits you guys get from them to help your joke shop out," Hermione said carelessly, pulling her hair back into a loose ponytail.

"You're brilliant, darling," George said, jumping up and embracing Hermione in a tight hug.

"You're an angel," Fred said, hugging her also, then following George up the stairs again.

"You certainly put those two in a good mood," Ginny smiled, but Hermione had already picked up her book and began reading again.

Gin snorted with laughter and headed upstairs, apparently to help Fred and George write that letter.

Hermione soon got bored with her book and decided to make dinner for the Weasley family.

She was setting the table, and had just bewitched the dish brush to wash the dishes, when Fred entered the kitchen. He took two apples out of the fridge and began juggling them. This act was supposed to be impressing Hermione in some way. She turned towards him and he put on a fake, goofy smile. Fred dropped one and mumbled, "That one can be George's" He tipped a pretend hat to Hermione and left.

She went back to cleaning up the kitchen and making dinner. Hermione heard the Weasley clock ring and ran to it to see who was coming. Ron's hand pointed to traveling. She head a small 'pop' behind her.

"Hello darlin'," Ron said, hugging her and kissing her cheek.

"What are you doing home so early," Hermione smiled and took off the apron she was wearing and set it on the table.

"I wanted to see my beautiful girlfriend before I take the night shift," Ron's smile turned into a frown.

"Oh, Ron" Hermione said simply and she went and checked on the roasting piece of ham in the oven.

"Honey, if we're going to be able to get our own place, we're going to need enough money," Ron said impatiently. "We've gone through this before. "

"I'm not going to be able to get your mother off of my back unless we get some grandkids for her, but no, you have to work nights, so you can't knock me up!" Hermione's voice had risen slightly.

"I'll be home tonight," Ron said, and with that he disappeared.

Hermione went and dried some of her dishes, she heard Fred say, "I couldn't help but overhear," Hermione put the dish towel and the dish she was drying back into the sink, she moved swiftly past Fred into the living room. Hermione picked up her book and tried to read.

"I know this is not any of my business..." Hermione snorted haughtily.

"You're damn right this is none of you're business," She said rudely.

"Well, sorry for trying to help," Fred told her, and he marched back upstairs.

Hermione wished she wasn't in such an irritable mood. She wanted Fred's company, anyone's company.

As if answering her prayer, God sent Ginny down to help her.

"Did god send you?" Hermione asked wistfully.

"If you call Fred God," Gin laughed. "He said you were in a bitchy mood."

"Well, he had no right to eaves-drop," Hermione said bluntly.

"He said Ron was here," Gin said.

"Ron's working late again."

"Fred is like the family helper, ask him!" Ginny said with a tint of exasperation to her voice.

"Always working never has time to knock me up," Hermione continued.

George was sitting on the steps, eaves-dropping, just like his twin. He thought he had heard Hermione Granger said she wanted Fred to knock her up! He rushed upstairs to tell his twin.

"FRED?!" Gin exclaimed.

"No, Ron!" Hermione told her. 'Even thought Fred would fit in the picture nicely,' She thought.