A/N: I actually got this idea reading another story by Miko Mandie, but I assure you it has nothing to do with the story, no plagiarism what so ever is intended. Thanks for the inspiration. I don't own anything… JK Rowling and etc do….
Hermione tucked the sweater under her pillow and sighed, she hated keeping them a secret. She really did, but dating another Weasley would destroy Ron. Honestly she had tried with him, but he was… is just too damn thick-headed!
Hermione heard Ginny's voice and the door opened just as she had the sweater completely hidden, "Just now making your bed?" Ginny asked.
"Erm… yeah…" Hermione walked over to her closet and began getting dressed. It was a rainy Saturday and all she wanted to do was cuddle up in her favorite sweater, the sweater of her lover, the sweater under her pillow.
"What's with you lately?" Ginny asked, sitting down on Hermione's bed.
"Nothing's 'with me' Ginny, I'm fine." Hermione grumbled, "Why are you in my room anyway… without knocking?"
Ginny got up and laughed, "Sorry, but Fred and George are here, so… come out with us."
Hermione tried to hide the smile on her face, "Yeah… okay." She shrugged, trying to sound disinterested.
"No…" Ginny gasped.
"What?" Hermione frowned.
"You like one of them don't you? Don't try and hide it, it's too late! I saw your face!" Ginny pointed at Hermione in excitement.
"Shut up Ginny." Hermione pouted.
"Come on, we're not in Hogwarts anymore, we're not gossipy little teenagers, just tell me which one."
"There's nothing to tell you Ginny." Hermione stormed out of her room and sat on the couch in between the twins. Taking care not to sit closer to one or the other.
"Which one of you is banging Hermione?" Ginny huffed.
Fred spit out the water he had just sipped and George laughed hysterically, "What?" They asked at the same time.
"So you're telling me neither of you are shagging her behind everyone's back?"
Fred smirked, "Even if one of us was you think we'd tell you now?"
"Yes… Hypothetically, we've kept the secret this long. You aren't going to break us now. Hypothetically of course." George laughed.
"Of course." Fred nodded.
Ginny crossed her arms, "Quit playing games--"
Hermione stood up, "Ginny! I'm not dating either of them okay?"
"So… dating and shagging are two different things Hermione." Ginny laughed.
"Okay then, I'm not shagging either of the twins." Hermione rolled her eyes. "Look it's cold and rainy and I just want to curl up in bed." She stomped off to her room and pulled the sweater from under her pillow, the sweater with a large P on it. She got out the two way mirror they had gotten to talk privately, "Come over now Love… please?"
"I'll be there in a second." Percy Weasley Apparated into Hermione's room. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing… well… Ginny suspects it's one of the twins." Hermione giggled.
Percy laughed and pointed his wand at the door, casting a silencing charm, "They're not even close to your type."
Hermione crawled toward him, "Nope."
"Wearing my sweater again?" Percy gripped her waist and kissed her neck.
"I think you'll be more interested in what's underneath." Hermione whispered seductively in his ear.