Reunion

"Oh bloody hell."

"Ronald! Langu – oh hello children."

Fred and Hermione broke apart at the sound of Mrs. Weasley's voice, both of them blushing furiously.

"Hello Mrs. Weasley," Hermione said quietly. Next to her, Fred mumbled a soft "hi mum," staring down at his feet.

"Can't you guys come up with a different hobby?" Ron asked, looking far too smug for his own good.

"Well we could –" Fred cut himself off and blushed, glancing uneasily at his mother. Hermione followed suit when she realized what Fred had been about to say.

Mrs. Weasley's lips were pursed disapprovingly, and Ron looked like her was going to burst into laughter at any second.

"Hermione, why don't you go put you things in Ginny's room? Fred, you can help me in the kitchen."

Fred paled considerably, never an easy feat for a Weasley, and sent a pleading look Hermione's way. She shrugged, unsure of what to do. She gave him a quick hug (not willing to risk a kiss) and hurried up the stairs, Ron at her heels.

"That was so embarrassing!" she hissed halfway up the flight.

Ron chuckled. "You're the one who decided to start snogging Fred the moment you got into the Burrow."

Hermione blushed. "I missed him!" she argued with a laugh. They had reached Ginny's room, so Hermione knocked lighting before pushing open the door.

Ginny was lying on her bed, flipping through an old Witch Weekly issue. She looked up when her friend and brother walked in. "Hello Hermione – oh, hello Ron. Where's Fred? I would think you two would be attached at the hip."

The color rose back into Hermione's cheeks, and Ron collapsed onto the floor from laughing. Ginny looked back and forth between the two, looking extremely confused.

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"You know that I love Hermione –"

Fred held back a groan by biting the inside of his cheek and focusing on the carrots he was currently chopping up.

" – and of course I love you Freddie dear. I'm glad you two are happy and all, but I will not have you getting her pregnant before you are married."

"Wha – DAMMIT!"

"Frederick, language!" Mrs. Weasley scolded, before turning to look at her son. "Oh my!"

Blood was gushing from Fred's thumb as he attempted to cover the wound with a wash cloth.

"What happened?" his mother asked, casting the spell to close up the cut.

"You!" Fred exclaimed. "I'm not – I'm mean, we're not – I'm not shagging her mum!" Fred finally got out, looking like a very large tomato.

"Well, that's not the impression I got when I saw the two of you intertwined…"

"Seriously mum, we're not shagging! Merlin, don't you and dad snog just because you love each other?"

Mrs. Weasley froze. "You love her?"

Fred blushed. "I never said that."

"Freddie…"

"You can't prove anything!" he yelled, running out of the kitchen and up the stairs.

Mrs. Weasley went back to cutting up the carrots, smiling to herself.

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"Save me!" Fred yelled, rushing into Ginny's bedroom. He leapt onto the cot Hermione was sitting on and hid behind her, starring at the door as if he were waiting for his mother to walk through it. Hermione shot her boyfriend and odd look.

"What is wrong with you?" she asked, looking a little concerned.

"Mum is absolutely insane!"

"You mean she hasn't been already?" Ron and Ginny said together, high-fiving when they realized what had happened.

Fred looked over at Hermione, hoping she would take his side. She shrugged instead, and he sighed, standing.

"I'm going to find George."

He left then, leaving them to stare after him, lost.

"He's your brother," she said to Ron and Ginny.

Ginny grinned. "Yeah, but you're with him by choice."

Hermione frowned.

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A few days later, Ron was sitting in the girls' room while they packed, looking confused. "Wait, so, where are we going?" Ron asked for the third time.

Hermione and Ginny rolled their eyes in almost perfect unison. "Headquarters."

"Headquarters for what?"

"The Order of the Phoenix."

"What's that?"

Hermione paused in her packing. "I don't really know. But I have a feeling that's kind of the point."

There was a knock on the door, and Mrs. Weasley walking into the little bedroom.

"Well, it looks like you guys are almost done here. Ronald, shouldn't you be finishing your packing in your own room?"

Defeated, Ron left the room grumbling.

"Hermione dear, will you go and see if the twins have finished?"

Hermione shot from the room without giving any other kind of answer.

Mrs. Weasley sighed, looking at her daughter. "Maybe I should have sent you instead."

Ginny just chuckled.

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"Fred! George! Have you guys finished – oh!"

Fred was leaning over his trunk, which was sitting on his bed. He was packing up the rest of his school robes.

In nothing but a pair of worn out trousers.

He turned around at the sound of his girlfriend's voice, his face splitting into a grin when he saw her.

"Morning beautiful," he said cheerfully, wrapping her in a hug.

Merlin did Hermione love Quidditch just then.

She was bright red and over-heating when he finally let her go. "D-don't you th-think you should-d put a sh-shirt on?" she stammered.

"Well, I figured I'd – Mi, are you attracted to me?" He stuck a pose, making Hermione giggle, but it didn't stop her from being embarrassed.

"You are my boyfriend…" she said weakly, trying to defend herself.

Fred laughed loudly, grinning rather obnoxiously. "You don't know what to do with yourself do you?"

Hermione's blush deepened, and she fixed her face into a scowl.

"Aw don't be like that, Mi.' Fred wrapped his arms around Hermione's small waist and pulled her towards him. He lowered his head down so he could whisper in her ear. "I'm attracted to you too."

His words sent shivers down Hermione's spine. She was on her toes and leaning in to kiss him when she heard quick footsteps coming toward the twins' room. She moved away from him at lightning speed, while Fred scrambled to throw on a shirt.

George's head appeared in the doorway. "Mum's on everyone's arse. We need to leave now."

"Right! No problem! All done!" Fred's voice was an octave too high as he snapped his trunk shut. George looked suspiciously between his brother and Hermione, but he didn't say anything as he grabbed his trunk from his bed and left the room.

Hermione let out a nervous giggle. Fred laughed with her and kissed her cheek. "C'mon, let's go before mum comes up next."

I am so so so so so so sorry for the wait on this guys. Things have been hellish and crazy to the millionth power, and I haven't had time to crunch this out. But everything seems to be done. I went to prom (and looked damn fine thank you very much), most of my major tests are done. All that's left is…well, graduation. So hopefully I will be posting more frequently.

I do hope this chapter was worth the wait.

During my horrible hiatus, I came up with a new idea. Another GoF rewrite, but much angsty-er, which I'm literally going to post right after this. So, check it out yeah? It's called Fighting For Her.

I love each and every one of you for sticking out this long.