Hi! I had a sudden burst of inspiration and felt the need to write this one-shot. Sadly, the inspiration wasn't for my other story Revenge of the Weasleys, unfortunately I haven't been able to update that one, my computer has been messed up and i can't retrieve the file i need, SO! i need to retype the entire 15 page chapter. UGH! anyway, i thought i'd take a break and write this one for fun! :) enjoy.

Rated M for paranoia, mild suggestive content and fluffy love scene. kinda. hahahaha

I don't own anything. except for this story and plot-ishness.

Hermione climbed the stairs to the twins' old bedroom to escape the chaos of the Weasley household. Aside from it being in its normal hectic state, George had also felt the need to prank Miss Fleur Delacour. Not only was she in a fit of rage but Mrs. Weasley and Bill were as well. It really was a bit callous to prank her today of all days, no matter how entertaining it was. Hermione smiled and quietly laughed to herself upon recalling the look of surprise on the poor girls face. Hermione definitely wouldn't have reacted too differently if she had just found that her nose was 4 times it's original size, her hair was bright pink and she gained about 300 pounds. Indeed George Weasley had turned his brother's wife into a bright pink fluffy pig. Hermione giggled a bit more, slowly loosing control, unaware that she had stopped completely and was outright laughing hysterically. A red headed twin opened his door and poked his head out to witness Hermione and her apparent lack of control. He furrowed his brow,

"Hermione?" he asked worried. "What in Merlin's pants has gotten into you?" Hermione had already succumbed to the giggle fit, which set her up to laugh endlessly at anything and everything. After hearing that particular comment she widened her eyes and continued to laugh even harder. Now she wasn't even making any noise at all, it was just a series of giant gasps and watery eyes.

"F-Fred!...Merlin….into….me?" were the only words able to escape her mouth. Fred's expression was a mix of amusement, terror, and worry. Until it dawned on him what she meant. He cracked a grin and rolled his eyes,

"That's not what I meant!" Fred said. "Plus I'm not Fred, I'm George." By this time Hermione had sobered up a bit, letting only a few late giggles out here and there. She raised an eyebrow at Fred, or rather George.

"Oh really, and I'm supposed to believe you why? You've pulled that on me too many times, I know your tricks Fred. Besides, George just pranked Fleur downstairs." Fred/George widened his eyes in shock,

"He did that without me!" He yelled and made to push past Hermione and door frame but she stopped him.

"Yes, and he is fine without you. Right now, everyone is busy with the mess, so that leaves me and you. Up here." She said quietly, walking toward him.

"Hermione I don't think Fred would-"

"Fred! I'm not falling for it this time." She said with a sweet smile. "Now I don't know about Merlin, but…"

"For fucks sake!" He blurted, understanding just where Hermione was leading up to. "Hermio-" Just then she pushed him back onto the bed and straddled him. Crushing her lips to his. He laid there like a stone, unresponsive, scared, nervous and down right irritated. At that moment the realization hit her, like being hit in the head with a gong mallet on one side and bashing her head into the gong itself. The mental brass sound rung throughout her head. She barely had time to react and jump off before..

"WHAT THE BLOODY HELL ARE YOU DOING?" She jumped up like a startled cat, close to tears. Fred stood in the doorway, furious. Hermione couldn't help the rush of tears that fell. Fred strode over to her, an odd look on his face. Hermione kept sputtering incoherent mix of words and sobs. She stood their like a lost child wringing her hands, her chest aching with fright. She felt as if she would throw up. Fred just stood there, nostrils flared and eyes wide. Hermione couldn't think, her head was spinning. A knot tightened in the pit of her stomach. She felt dreadful, terrified it would be the end of her and Fred. She turned to face George, the twin she believed to be Fred a few moments earlier.

"George!" She croaked.

"Only joking, I am Fred." The twin from the bed said, reclining with his arms crossed behind his head. Those five words were equally the most beautiful and the most foul at that moment. Hermione looked back and forth between George, who had succumbed to his own fit of hysterical laughing and Fred who now started to look a bit scared from Hermione's expression. "Love…come on, it was a joke…" He said weakly. Visibly shaking, and slowly reaching for his wand.

"Oh shit." George sobered up in an instant and disaperated out from the room. Hermione didn't flinch.

"You…" Hermione couldn't finish her sentence. Breathing heavily and not blinking once she nearly pounced on Fred had he not moved. Now standing with his back to the door, Hermione whipped out her wand. Fred let out a yelp and turned, fumbling with the door knob, though Hermione locked the door.

"ALFRED SIGNUS WEASLEY! HOW DARE YOU!" Hermione screamed, of course she used the sonorous charm to clearly convey how truly livid she was. Fred covered his ears, slightly at the use of his proper and unattractive first name, though majority because she was so bloody loud.

"We only wanted a laugh…" He cowered but was finally able to hold his wand steady to unlock the door. Less than a millisecond after he opened the door he took off as Hermione sent hex after hex to his back. Staying hot on his heels she flew through the house, ignoring all the frightened and confused expressions of her boyfriends family.

Tears flowed down her bright red cheeks. She clutched her wand tighter, letting the jinxes and hexes shoot out as her anger boiled inside her. She sent stunning spells, disfigurement charms, spells that create millions of little needles flying through the air at the unfortunate opposition. She had conjured a giant stick and before she could put a full body bind curse on him he had disaperated. She ran to the stop he disappeared from.

"WEASLEY!" She yelled to the sky, snapping the stick in half. Furious at how Fred could have treated her.

A few days later Fred appeared at her flat, dodging the flying knives, pots, pans and an occasional chair or two. He, of course, blocked them being the smart wizard he is. Actually, on second thought, since it was his fault he was in this mess, maybe he isn't as smart as he thinks he is?

"Expelliarmus!" He shouted, her wand flew from her hand and across the living room. He thought that was the end of it until she ran at him full speed with her hands up like talons. She scratched, punched and kicked until he got her backside against him and wrapped his arms around her and pinned her arms down. "I'm sorry!" He finally shouted. Tears streamed down her face as she struggled to break free. "It went too far, I understand that now. I'm sorry, but we only wanted a laugh." He said sadly.

"A laugh? Hurting me is funny is it?" she asked shrilly, still bucking against him. "Let go of me! Don't touch me!" she yelled. But he kept his grip, making sure she was detained, but not in pain. "You think it's funny to put me through such misery!" she sobbed, but fought relentlessly

"No! Of course not! We didn't expect you to react that way and we've had it planned out for ages!" He tried to explain. Though it was hard since she kept trying to break away. "We just never really had anyone do it to and it was our last chance!"

"What are you talking about? Let me go! Get off me!" She kept squirming. She felt disgusted from anger. For Fred to do something so terrible to her, to trick her so evilly. She thought he was more mature than that. It almost seemed as if ever since they became public he's become more secret.

"How could you do that to me?" She asked quietly. " You've been acting all weird and I don't know why. I mean we've been together for how long now?" "a year and three months and one week." He muttered but she kept rambling. "The first few months we stayed private, what with Bill and Fleur's wedding and then Ginny and Harry newly found relationship, finally! And then, remember? We agreed that when we went public it would all stay the same and you haven't! You promised me and now look, you're pulling out your most cruel pranks and for what? All for a laugh? At my expense?" Fred wasn't sure exactly what she was saying, she was rambling at an unbelievably fast rate and that high pitched crying voice she has. He was looking back and forth between her brown eyes, not sure if he was supposed to be nodding or shaking his head or even answering a question. So he did the first thing that came to mind.

"Sure I can understand turning me into a giant bright pink pig, but making a fool out of me and then making me feel like I'm the worst girl-" His lips crashed to hers, silencing her for good.

She tried to push away but that resulted in Fred's arm snaking around her waist and pulling her against him. His soft lips moved roughly with hers as her hands wound their way around his neck. She gave in. His hands slid from her hips up her sides, keeping them from wandering. Now was not the time to push that boundary. Despite it already having been broken, now was definitely not the time to try and get her into bed. His hand rested on the small of her back, pushing her against him. He felt as if he couldn't get close enough to her. She let a small moan escape and he smiled as he trailed kisses down her neck. Nipping at the soft skin near her collarbone, gently biting her earlobe and kissing the hallow just beneath her ear. She let out a breathy sigh until she remembered she was angry at him. She pushed his lips away from her but remained in his arms.

"Stop! I still can't forgive you. It was a horrible thing to do. That's a borderline betrayal of my trust Fred." She said tearfully. "I felt awful! I never ever wanted to feel that way, and you let it happen! You caused it! I felt like such a terrible girlfriend!"

"I love you Hermione!" She stopped squirming immediately and became a stiff marble statue. His heart dropped to his stomach, it really wasn't the way he wanted to tell her or the reaction he wanted. He felt as if he had been thrown into a long endless, pitch-black tunnel. All hope for reciprocated feelings vanished, sucked out as if a dementor had possessed the beautiful body of his girlfriend. Or now it is ex- girlfriend?

"You're the perfect girlfriend. I was a complete arse and I'm sorry. It's just… It was our last chance. As being Fred and George, I was kinda…" he stopped talking and sighed. Giving up he let go of Hermione and walked towards the door.

"You love me?" her voice was barely a whisper. Fred's expression lifted. A glint of hope sparkled at the end of the dark tunnel.

"Not the best way to announce it I know." He admitted. She slowly turned, glaring daggers at him.

"You have a seriously twisted way of showing Weasley." Her voice was deadly. The sparkle began to flicker. Fred quickly closed the gap between them, towering over her he looked into her dark brown eyes. "I want hot chocolate…" he muttered

"What?" she snapped in response. He furrowed his brow,

"Nothing. Um.." he stayed quiet, getting lost in her eyes. "Please forgive me 'Mione. Believe me we won't do it again, and I promise, P, R, O, M, I, S, E, to never ever play top level pranks on you again." Hermione stayed silent, staring at his chest.

"Fred…." She said quietly, "Payback's a bitch." He looked down at her, confusion etched on his features. She left a chaste kiss on his frowning lips. "But I forgive you." She whispered almost inaudibly though Fred had heard her perfectly clear. His face was plastered with a giant grin as Hermione back away she too allowed a small smile to form on her lips.

"I love you too" She said sweetly as she raised her wand and pointed it directly at Fred. "STUPEFY!" She yelled with all the anger and ferocity she could muster. Fred hit the floor, unconscious. She walked over and kneeled down next to his head, sweeping disheveled hair from his eyes. "Payback's a bitch." Hermione muttered with a smirk.

Did you like it? Did you like it? I think it's only going to be a one- shot. I have like 3 paragraphs I took off the end because i love how it ended, BUT if you guys really want it then maybe i'll upload the extra. ooooo thats like the deleted scenes of a movie on the special features disk of a two disk set on the Harry Potter movies. WOOT! go Rage Against! and James and Oliver Phelps!

I love Fred. please review! :)

I apologize for any spelling and grammar mistakes I may have missed, it's around 3 in the morning at the moment.