The Unexpected Blush

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Chapter 1

"Frederick Gideon Weasley!" Hermione came shrieking down the stairs.

"Uh oh," Harry looked at Fred, and the boy looked as if he feared for his precious life.

Hermione stormed into the common room in Gryffindor tower searching for the culprit.

If Fred hadn't been absolutely terrified, he would have laughed at the sight before him: Hermione stood there with bright purple skin and shockingly straight hair (her hair hadn't been straight a day in her life) that stood on end and seemed to be, on fire? She crossed the room impossibly fast to where Fred sat, cowering. He knew that messing with Hermione more than necessary was a death wish. Like trying to prank his mother too often.

Fred attempted to regain his composure from moments ago and said, "Yes, 'M-mione, love?" as nonchalantly as he could.

"How.. Why.. Could.. Dare you!"

Everyone in the common room stared at the seemingly evil Hermione bare down on Fred, wand pointed at his face.

"Uh, what did I do?" Fred asked uncertainly.

"Are you blind?"

"Uh, no."

"Look at me! How could you, you idiotic, callow, EVIL boy!"

"'Mione, I, I didn't do a thing!"

"And you expect me to believe that?"

"Um, yes?"

"Wrong answer!"

Fred was utterly bewildered to why she would automatically suspect him. Sure, he's tease her, but he's never go this far with her, unless he truly did have a death wish. He only wanted her to notice him or just make her laugh, to see her smile.

"Hermione, uh why do you think I did this?" Fred asked.

"Well, why don't you explain this?" she demanded holding out a small piece of parchment died light purple matching her skin. He looked closer and written in flaming letters, like her hair, was:

My Dearest,

I hope you like my present, I know your favorite color is purple and you truly love fire, so I decided to give you both. If you want to break this charming spell, all it takes is a kiss to yours truly, no other lips will do.

Always loving, Fred

"I see how it would seem like I wrote this," he mumbled.

"Yes, it does seem that way," Hermione growled.

"Uh.. What does it mean.. a kiss?" Ron spoke up cautiously. Hermione had finally lowered her wand from Fred's face and no one wanted to provoke her into using Ginny's bat-bogey hex she had perfected.

"Uh, I erm.. think it means, we, uh, have to kiss?" Fred pondered.

"But it could be any guys kiss, right?" Ron stated, turning red with either anger or embarrassment, probably both.

"Well, dear brother of mine," George at last spoke up. "It appears our charming brother will have to do the deed."

"But-"

"No buts about it," Lee Jordan cut in, clearly amused, "this note states 'no other lips will do' and I don't think we should argue that." He stifled a chuckle in fear of not only Hermione's, but also Ron's anger being unleashed upon him.

Hermione, now completely flustered slowly turned and looked around the whole room, realization dawning on her. Even now, with the purple skin, a blush crept up her cheeks all the way to her ears and down her neck.

"But. But, I'm.. I'm not going to kiss him, am I?" She now sounded nervous, which made Fred blush even more furiously than before, for he had been slowly turning red through this precarious situation. All the while, glaring at his twin profusely.

Okay now, nothing to see here," Harry announced to the giggling, glaring, bewildered common room, all realizing they were staring.

Every one slowly went back to their own business staring and gossiping. This will be through the school by dinner Fred thought. Hermione however, went into shock after her rage sat slowly, her hair fading a little.

"Uh, 'Mione," Fred started timidly not wanting the rage again. She was like Mrs. Weasley angry on steroids, How did I never see this side of her before?

She sat a few moments before coming out of her trance (she never let the truly angry side of her show unless it was directed at Ron in private) and answered, "Yes, Fred?"

"How 'bout that kiss?" Jordan exclaimed loudly, to a few chews. Hearing this, Ron fumed and while huffing, slammed his book shut glaring at everyone. This snapped Hermione back to life. Once she was 'back,' she looked at Fred determinedly, walked over to him and kissed him. Not just a peck, but a real kiss, for about thirty seconds, which welcomed the catcalls, whistles, and cheers. Hermione immediately turned into Hermione again, Her lush now becoming more obvious against her milky white skin.

Now, Ron was so angered, he slammed his book on the table and stormed out the portrait hole muttering swear words under his breath, causing the fat lady to start shouting at him for language.

"Come on, love," George called mockingly with that pet name. "You can do better than that.."

Hermione turned to look at George and slowly walked over, a smile on her face as her now bushy hair bounced around her dainty figure. She looked at George with an innocent smile and playfully asked, "Did you plan this whole thing? Did Fred even know?"

"No, Hermione, he didn't, and if I shall brag-"

"Oh, yes, do say."

"I did come up with this ingenious plan," he finished, smiling.

Hermione's innocence became evil in a flash. "In that case…" She planted her knee in his groin and walked of to the portrait hole, surely to go to the library, still with that evil grin.

The whole place burst into evil laughter at the sight of George rolling in pain on the floor. Once the pain subsided enough to stand, Fred walked over to him with a look his twin never expected to see; anger mixed with remorse. Is he really that mad I tried to get him with the girl he likes, maybe he can't see it.. All Fred could manage before the tears would well was, "Why would you do that?" And he too walked out the common room, but he was surely heading to the kitchen, to drown his thoughts in butterbeer and maybe something stronger (firewhiskey) and lots of food.

The one though that both Fred and Hermione couldn't lose as they indulged in books and butterbeer was that amazing feeling (for Fred) and the surprisingly welcome feeling (for Hermione) they got when they kissed. A feeling that couldn't be shaken off.

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