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Chapter two
When Hermione woke up, the sun streaming throught the curtains was blinding. She sat up and instantly regret it. She lay back down very slowly, and realized with a start that she was in a strange bed. Not knowing where she was, she called out.
"Hello?"
Fred came in a moment later. At least she thought it was Fred.
"Morning," replied the twin.
"What happened last night?" Hermione groaned, holding her head in an attempt to block out the light and the pain. She was unsuccessful.
"I found you at the Three Broomsticks drinking fire whiskey, so, being the gentleman I am, I took you my flat, you passed out on the couch, so I let you sleep in my bed, and I crashed on the couch." Fred answered. He didnt mention the kiss, hoping Hermione wouldn't remember it.
"Did anything else happen last night?" Hermione asked. Well, shit. Fred thought. He didn't want to lie to her, but he didn't want her to know the truth, either.
"Um, well, you see... you kinda, of, um, uh, kissed me..." Fred answered nervously.
"Did I now?" Hermione replied. He could tell she didn't believe him.
"Yes," Fred answered. "I'm going to go get you some hangover potion."
Hermione lay back down and started to doze off, when Fred walked throught the door with a glass of a deep purple liquid, which Hermione assumed was the hangover potion. Fred handed her the tall glass, and Hermione drank it quickly, wanting the pain behind her head to leave.
The pain left almost instantly, once the last drop slid down her throat. She also started to remember fragments of the memory of last night.
"Bloody hell!" Hermione exclaimed. "Oh, Merlin, Fred I'm so sorry. I didn't think I'd actually kissed you!"
"Don't be sorry, Love. Quite truthfully, it was amazing."
"Really?" Hermione sounded surprised.
"Yeah, don't be afraid to do it again," Fred joked. Hermione took this as an invitation to kiss Fred for a minute, and disapparate to her apartment.
"Wow," Fred sighed. Fred didn't know what this meant for his and Hermione's relationship. Were they still only friends? Or something more?
Meanwhile, in Hermione's apartment, similar thoughts were going through her head. Only she was more at a loss of what exactky she was supposed to think. She had no idea why she has disapparated; she knew she should go back, but she didn't want to face the embarrasment.
There was a loud crack heard Fred.
"Hermione?"
"In here, Fred." Hermione cursed herself for not putting up wards to prevent people from apparating and flooing to her apartment directly. She really didn't want to talk or see Fred right now.
"How did you know it was me?" Fred asked in an awed voice.
"You and George sound nothing alike." Hermione stated. Yeah, and I didn't just kiss George and disapparate, either.
"Sure, but our own MOTHER cant't tell us apart by our frigging looks!"
"I guess I'm just special, then!" Hermione giggled, forgetting to be embarrased.
"You sure as hell are Hermione! You had better not let Malfoy or any other oerson on this planet tell you otherwise." Fred complimented. Hermione blushed from the roots of her hair down her neck. This time Fred initiated the kiss.
"Does this mean we're together, now?" Hermione questioned.
"Yes. I think it does, Mione." Fred looked into her chocolate eyes and she into his ocean ones, and they kissed again.
A/N Aww! They got together! You know what would make my day? A review. All you gotta do is type a few words in the rectangular box below, and then press the box that says 'post review'. Thank you to NikkiT453 and adrianiforever for following my story!