(A/N) Welcome back readers! I hope that you are liking the story and that y'all are happy I'm updating. LOL I almost forgot and then I was like 'omg it's Thursday!' haha I'm so forgetful like Dory so yeah…

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Without further ado; Chapter 4! (be sure to follow, review, and favorite)

"Hermione you look gorgeous." Ginny said once they were done. The bright witch looked at herself in the mirror and smiled. She felt beautiful.

"Thank you Ginny. And you look absolutely stunning." Hermione took hold of the younger girl's hand twirling her once. Ginny leaned back and placed a hand on her forehead in mock swoon.

"Why thank you m'lady how kind you are so." Hermione giggled at her friend's weirdness and pulled her towards the door.

"Come good Madame. I believe your shindig is about to begin." The girls, both giggling, ran down the stairs to find the Weasley boys and Harry carrying out the last of the food. Fred looked up, hearing the footsteps, and almost lost hold of the glass dish containing bangers and mash that he was carrying out.

"Hermione. You look- stunning!" The young witch smiled, her cheeks burning as she looked down at what she was wearing.

"Thank you Fred." The two spent a moment just looking at each other but where soon interrupted by someone clearing their throat. Hermione shook her head and looked to her right.

"What about me?" asked Ginny placing her hands on her hips. "How am I lookin' Fred?" The boy looked at his sister laughing nervously and rubbed the back of his neck.

"You look gorgeous Ginny." She raised a brow and gave him an unconvinced look. "I'm serious! I was just about to say it but you didn't give me time." The girl broke into a smile rushing over to Fred and giving him a hug, being careful not to spill the food. "I better take this out now." He said winking and going outside.

"Why are you so buddy, buddy with Fred and George recently huh?" Hermione looked over to see Ron who was looking a bit upset.

"Not that it's any of your business." She said giving him a sharp glare, "But I've found I quite like having those two as my friends. Do you have a problem with that?"

"Yes."

"Why?" she asked looking confused.

"Well they're my brother's." replied Ron, not backing down.

"And what's that supposed to mean?" Hermione's nostrils were flaring in anger.

"Just that you are my friend, not theirs and it's weird because you have nothing in common."

"I can be friends with whomever I want Ronald. That's not up to you. And why must we have something in common? You and I have nothing in common besides Harry yet we've been friends for the last 5 years."

"We have loads more in common than you have with those two! We're in the same grade, we've gone on adventures together, loads of stuff has happened. Are you just forgetting that now?" He took a step closer, challenging her.

"Just because we did those things doesn't mean we have anything in common Ron." She through her hands up in the air in exasperation. "I don't know why you insist on acting this way. I mean really. Are you so immature and stupid that you would think I could forget about all that and stop being your friend? Do you truly think I am that horrible of a friend?"

"Well you sure aren't acting like a friend right now!" his face was flushed and red with anger, as was Hermione's.

"Why?! Because I'm friends with the twins? They're funny, and kind, and I love hanging around with them. I don't understand why you are getting so worked up about a silly thing like this."

"Because you have no right!" Ron yelled and Hermione took a step back surprised.

"I have no right. I have no right? WHAT? To be friends with your brothers?" She took a step towards him.

"It's more than that." He said a bit softer this time, looking down at his feet. "You just don't understand."

"I don't understand? I don't think you understand. You can't control and boss me around. I make my own choices, I do what I want, and you can't stop me. I love being your friend Ron. I really truly do; but when you act like this, I don't even know you." She stood up all tall as she could tipping her chin up high. "Until you figure out what is really going on and stop acting like such an arse, leave me alone. I can't deal with your rubbish right now because I'm quite happy as I am and won't let you or anybody else change that." She brushed past him leaving a somewhat shocked look on his face. "Now if you'll excuse me, I need some fresh air." She walked out of the house feeling quite muffled and refused to let herself cry. A nice walk to clear your mind. That's all you need. She thought taking a deep breath. I'll be fine. She began her walk around the Weasley's land going to the quidditch field, the pond, through the forest, and ending up at a rather large tree. The tree stretched high into the sky and salt alone on a hill overlooking everything in and around the Burrow. Hermione took a deep breath and closed her eyes making all her thoughts on the matter at hand and everything else go into a black abyss of darkness.

"Where did Hermione go?" Fred walked into the house having just gotten back from the tent.

"Ronald over here has upset her." Ginny piped up sending a glare at her brother.

"What did you do?"

"I didn't do anything!" Ron shouted looking flustered. "She just needs to sort out her priorities."

"Sort out her priorities?" Ginny snorted, "I think you need to sort out your own before going and being hypocritical to someone who's supposed to be one of your best friends."

"Well she isn't exactly acting like much of a friend right-"

"Stop." Ginny was now truly upset at the pig-headedness of her older brother. "Just because you're jealous she's spending time with the twins doesn't mean she's being a bad friend. She doesn't belong to you Ron and she can talk and associate with whomever she pleases. It's none of your damn business so leave her alone. Hermione has never had many friends and I think her being friends with Fred and George is a great thing. Can't you see how happy she's been this summer? If you were a true friend you wouldn't reprimand her for getting to know other people; especially when they're your brothers. You need to stop being such a self-righteous arse, get some balls, and apologize to her." She picked up a tray of crumpets. "Quite frankly I don't blame her for not wanting to talk to you and if it were me, I would have kicked you so hard in the baby maker you could never be properly shagged. I'll leave how many times it would take up to your imagination." Ron gulped nervously. Ginny might have been younger but Ron knew she could probably-no definitely-beat him to a pulp. "As it is, I've only resisted the temptation to give you what you deserve because I know mum would kill me, I would feel bad for your poor, unknowing, future wife, and I feel Hermione gets dibs. In conclusion, none of these things will matter to me though if you say one more hurtful thing about her or you get in my way. I won't hesitate to, let's just say, raise your voice a few octaves. Stay out of my way, apologize when you see Mione, and don't let me hear you talking like that again. Ok?" She smiled sweetly at the end, watching in satisfaction as Ron backed away a tad nodding his head vigorously. The girl walked out the door with a triumphant smile on her face and left all her brothers and Harry staring after her with wide eyes and shocked expressions.

"I was going to tell you off but now I see I don't have to." Said Fred laughing at his younger, shell-shocked brother. "You really know just the right thing to say." He shook his head chuckling. He wanted to give his younger sibling a piece of his mind but Ginny had already done quite well and Fred thought Ron deserved a bit of a break.

"Go put these in the tent please dear." Said Mrs. Weasley levitating over two huge pitchers of a brown colored drink. "Now this one is soda and this one is alcohol." She said pointing at the proper pitchers. "Don't get them confused now because they both taste and look very similar ok?"

"Yeah. Sure." Said a half-listening George. He levitated the drinks over by Fred and set them down for a moment. "What're you going to do mate?"

"I figure I'll go talk to her. Can't hurt right." Fred smiled sheepishly at his twin and looked down at the drinks. "Can I get some of that before I go so that I can break the ice a bit? I'm complete shite most of the time when it comes awkward situations."

"Sure just go get two refillable glasses." Fred ran into the kitchen stealing away two cups that would fill themselves on their own until you charm them to stop. "Ok." He poured the drink in both glasses and took a sip from his own. He smacked his lips in satisfaction and narrowed his eyes at the cup. "What is this exactly? It tastes really good."

"That's…" George looked at the pitchers a bit. "That's a fizzy drink."

"Must be a muggle one." Said Fred smiling. "I've never tasted anything like it." His brother smiled and shooed him out the door. Fred winked back at his twin and began walking around the Weasley land looking for Hermione. Maybe she's up at the old tree. Taking a chance, he started hiking up the large hill that lead to an opening with an old tree found by Bill and Charlie when they were 8 and 6. Just as he got over the top, he caught sight of something yellow and took a deep breath smiling. When he got in front of the girl, he noticed she was napping and brushed some hair from her face. "Mione. Wake up." The brown haired witch opened her eyes slightly and rubbed them, yawning.

"Fred?"

"The one and only." He smirked. Even when she had just woken up she could tell the difference between him and George.

"What are you doing up here?" She sat up and stretched her arms and back out waiting for a reply.

"Just being a gentleman of course and bringing you a fizzy. I'll even let you vent to me about what's troubling you." He said it in all seriousness and she giggled taking the drink from him.

"Well thank you." She took a huge gulp of the drink and frowned a bit. "What is this Fred?"

"Oh I think it's an old muggle cola or something."

"Hmm." She looked at it closely and took another swig. "Well whatever it is, it's delicious." Fred nodded in agreement taking a drink out of his own glass.

"So what's going on? What happened?"

"Just Ron being a complete arse." She looked away from Fred wiping under her eyes a bit.

"Mione don't cry." He scooted closer to her and placed an arm about her shoulders. "He's a right foul git you know that?" He didn't speak for a moment just looking off into the setting sun and listening to the music that played from the tent where thee party had begun. "I reckon Gin probably scared the shite out of him."

"She what?!" Hermione looked over, not crying, but with red rimmed eyes. Fred chuckled.

"Yeah. Said she'd make him regret ever hurting you by kicking him so hard in the wank that no girl could or would want bonk his sorry arse." His eyes shined with mischief and Hermione couldn't help but cracking a smile.

"I would usually reprimand your use of foul language but I don't feel like it's needed in this situation." She finished off her drink which refiled itself immediately.

"Want to have a chugging contest?" Fred asked with mischief evident in his eyes.

"Oh you're on." Hermione said back surprising Fred.

"Okay. Okay." He held up two hands smirking and finished off the last bit of his own drink. "On the count of three we chug kay?" she nodded in understanding. "One… Two…Three!"

Hermione was faster than he thought and downed hers before him with a couple seconds to spare. Fred noticed a bit that the liquid burned some going down his throat but he dismissed it trying to focus on the girl in front of him. "That was impressive Granger." He clapped with the utmost praise and she giggled giving him a mock bow.

"Thank you. Thank you. I even surprise myself sometimes." They both chuckled slightly and sat in silence just enjoying the breeze and one another's company

"Hey are you ready to go to the party?" Fred finally asked, standing up.

"Do I have to?" She moaned slumping down a bit.

"Of course you do silly." He reached out a hand, clasped hers, and hoisted her up. "I bet everyone is just dying to see the amazing, the gorgeous, and the magnificent Hermione Granger. The 'Brightest witch of her age!'" She blushed slightly and grabbed hold of his elbow, grinning as the started to walk down. "Plus Gin would kill you if you missed her party." She felt a bit dizzy suddenly but didn't want to worry Fred so she just kept the information to herself and decided to make the most of her night.

The night was a buzz as friends of Ginny and the Weasley's came bearing gifts and much laughter. When Fred and Hermione got down to the tent, the party had already been going on for almost an hour. "There you are Hermione!" The brown haired witch looked over to see her best friend walking towards her; a bit of worry on his face. "Where have you been?" He looked over at Fred, who still had Hermione's arm through his, and narrowed his eyes. "What'd you do to Hermione mate?"

"Blimey Harry. No need to get your knickers in a twist." He unhooked his arm from Hermione's and didn't notice the small frown that appeared on her face almost immediately. "Now being the nice, charming, and handsome person I am; I simply opened Hermione's eyes showing her she's amazing and my git of a brother just doesn't understand that. I then proceeded to walk her down here so that she could enjoy the party." He stood up tall and triumphant as the raven haired boy got red and mumbled an apology.

"I don't know about you but I'm ready for some fun." The boys both looked over at Hermione who smiled and took a long drink from her cup.

"Are you saying I'm not fun?" Asked Fred pretending to be hurt.

"You heard me." Replied the brunette backing away and biting her lip to keep from laughing. Fred looked shocked.

"I'll get you for that one you little minx." And with that, Fred started to chase Hermione around the tent. Harry smiled after the two wondering if they were a couple and if not, wondering what was going on between them.

When Fred finally caught up to Hermione he grabbed the brunette by the waist and swung her in the air. Her shrieks of laughter filled the room and many people looked over at the two laughing and smiling. "Fred!" He set her down but kept her back to his chest gently swaying to the music.

"Will you dance with me?" he finally whispered, very close to her ear, sending shivers down her spine. She nodded slightly and he spun her so that she was facing him. The red head grabbed Hermione by the waist and brought her in close. The girl blushed deeply but none-the-less wrapped her arms around the boy's neck. They swayed to the music slowly and just talked for a while. Hermione didn't know why but she loved being in Fred's arms. Not to mention-Quidditch had sure done wonders on him.

"Do you know where we placed those drinks?" Hermione looked up at Fred questioningly and he stopped, grabbing her hand, and pulling her along with him. She felt cold as soon as his hands left her hips but dismissed it with the thoughts of the delicious drink.

The two got to a table where Fred had somehow managed to place both their drinks down without her knowing. The cups filled as their owners picked them up and the two teenish-adults chugged down their drinks. Hermione shook her head and started to feel a bit funny. There was a little bit of a buzz in her head and she felt flushed all over. "HEY YOU TWO!" a little bit of a wobbling George struggled over to his twin and the brunette with a couple empty shot glasses in his hands. "HOW ARE YOU?" Fred crinkled his nose at the smell of his brothers' breath and laughed.

"C'mon Gred! We're right here. No need to yell mate." Fred rubbed his twins head and looked down at the glasses. "What'r those for?"

"You two need to try this." He said TRYING to whisper. George pulled out a big bottle of fire-whiskey and messily poured two glasses. Hermione looked skeptical but something decided she needed to loosen up and it was just a bit of fun. One wouldn't hurt anyone. The two each picked up their glass and threw the drinks back as fast as they could. Hermione's face twisted in distaste and she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.

"That was horrible! How can you two stand it?" George passed her another full shot glass.

"Here. Having more than one helps." She took the drink skeptically and threw it back once again. It didn't help.

"You lied!" Fred took another shot too, laughing at the brunette. Hermione giggled feeling all the sudden light and went back to her other drink; it tasted about a million times better. Through the rest of the night, Hermione and Fred just talked, danced, and drank. At about 12:30, most people were starting to feel drowsy and a few started to go home. Fred was sitting with Hermione feeling quite giddy and light when Harry bumped into him and spilt his drink on him a bit.

"Sorry George. My bad." Harry smiled at the tall red head who instantly frowned. "I'm only joking Fred. C'mon! You know I've been able to tell you and George apart for a while now."

"But how?" Asked Fred, his eyes widening. He was truly shocked.

"You've always been the one to have a little crush on Hermione." Harry yelled sloshing his drink a bit. Fred's face burned like fire. He couldn't believe Harry said that out loud. He turned to Hermione who was giggling and sipping at her drink. "Well I guess I'll be going then." Harry stumbled away into a unsuspecting Ginny who almost fell over as he launched himself at her. "You're Ginny!" he yelled into her ear.

"You don't say." Ginny was trying to keep him up but was failing as the boy couldn't keep his balance.

"You're berry preeeeety." Harry sloshed. His vocabulary was becoming a bit jumbled and Ginny couldn't help but laugh.

"Here one second." She dragged him over to a table and plopped him down, taking a seat across from him. His hair was a mess, as always, and his glasses sat crooked on his face. Ginny reached up and fixed the round spectacles leaving them to sit in the middle of his nose. "I think you need to try a different drink now Harry." The red head took the glass from the green eyed boy and set it down bringing him a large glass of water.

"But I want that drink." Harry pouted pointing to his other cup. He reminded Ginny of a little boy and she almost gave in but thought better of it.

"Now Harry." She brought the water up to eye level. "This is magic water. It gives you super powers and tastes even better than pumpkin juice." Harry took the glass reluctantly and gave it a big gulp. His eyes widened.

"This's delicious! You'ra genioooous Ginny." The girl laughed getting up. "You're na gona sit woth me?" He looked so sad and Ginny felt her heart break a little. He might have been drunk but that face was just too cute.

"No, no Harry. Dean is here and I promised I'd dance with him." Harry's face got dark at the mention of his fellow Gryffindor. "I'll be back later." And with that, Ginny left Harry felling alone, sad, and rather sick to the stomach.

"Hermione. You want to know something crazy." Back with Hermione and Fred, they were stumbling back towards the house.

"What FRED?!" She giggled hitting his chest. They both broke into a long fit of laughter not really knowing the reason why.

"I really like you."

"You do?" they entered the house trying and failing to be quiet. Hermione broke into more giggles trying to hush herself but she couldn't help it. "I like you too." She looked at him happily.

"I'm going to kiss you know 'kay?" the question was rhetorical but Hermione still nodded with a smile. Fred took Hermione's face in his hands and kissed her. She responded deepening the kiss and pulling him even closer. She opened her mouth a bit allowing his tongue passage. As the kiss became more intense, Fred pushed Hermione against the wall, both their eyes filling with lust. She nodded eagerly and continued to kiss him winding her hands in his orange locks. He picked her up, her legs wrapping around him, and began to climb the stairs. Let's just say it's not easy to carry someone, while snogging the shite out of them, (and let's not forget the whole being drunk part) up the stairs.

When they got to Fred's room, he opened the door, with much difficulty, locked it, and muttered a quick silencing incantation before falling onto the bed with a very giggly Hermione.

(A/N) Okay so this chapter was a bit shorter but I hope you liked it. I'm so sorry I suck at writing romantic stuff like…yeah know… and yeah I'm just an awkward little high school potato who can't really write about it that well because it's never really happened to me so I'm sorry if you thought things were gonna get hot and steamy. Sorry to disappoint. :( Anyhow I'll be sure to keep updating and please remember to follow, review, favorite, review, and oh yeah! Review! Which brings me to my great reviewers.

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