Ok, ok, so last chapter didn't exactly end on a Fremione high note. But I felt if I was going to put Ginny/Harry in that chapter, it'd be then. I really enjoy writing Ginny P.O.V !
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When we ended last chapter, Harry had just proposed to Ginny.
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Chapter 4. Something I've always wanted to do.

Fred's P.O.V.
I was so happy that Harry had attracted the attention away from Hermione and me, but at the same time, I was happy for the fact that he and Ginny were getting married.
Of course, mum was the happiest, you know, overflowing tears, crazy bear hugs, endless joy, etcetera, etcetera.
But I got the tiniest feeling, that Ginny was still going to annoy us about what she'd seen.
After dinner, when things had calmed down, I noticed Hermione had vanished from sight. I went to the one person I could trust the most with these things.
"Georgie?" I called. Sure enough, he came.
"Yes?"
"I.. need to tell you something?"
"I knew it! It's about," he whispered the next part, "Hermione?"
"Uh. Yeah?"
"Aha! What did I say?"
"Yeah, mate, I get that, but.. do you know where she is?"
"I do! But.. I thought that was why you came to me?"
"No.. why?"
"Mate, come on! She's alone in the kitchen! Perfect opportunity! Unless, of course, you let your handsomer, wittier, more charming sibling take his chance..?"
"Mate! You're married!"
"Ah.. yes, I'd forgotten that myself. Go on then! Go!" George was ushering me towards the kitchen.
I entered, and there she stood, back facing me, doing the dishes.
"Ahem." I said. She jumped, and turned.
" Wha- Oh! Merlin, Fred! Don't do that!"
"Do what?" I teased, moving closer.

Hermione's P.O.V.
I had been doing the dishes when someone cleared their throat to announce their presence.
"Ahem." came the voice.
"Wha- Oh! Merlin, Fred! Don't do that!" I exclaimed.
"Do what?" Fred was moving closer to where I stood. He took the mug I was holding out of my hand. "You know," he started, "I've always... admired the way you can do dishes this way."
"It's more fun," I shrugged.
"Also," he said, moving my chin up to face him, "There's something I've always wanted to do."
"When you say always, how long..?"
"Since.. ooh.. 5th year at Hogwarts?"
"Mine or yours?"
"Mine."
"Ok. And what would that be?" I looked down again.
"Dammit, 'Mione!"
I looked up again. "That's better," he said softly.
"What have you always wanted to do?" I asked, softer than the tone Fred had just spoken in.
"This," he cupped my face in his hand, leaned in and kissed me. It was quick, but by the time he pulled away, I was fully aware of the situation, and I pulled him back for more. This time, I wasn't letting go. He pulled me closer, I wrapped my hands around his neck. As his hands went around my waist, I moved mine to his hair. As I did that, a voice came from behind us.
"Uh. Yes. Well. I'll.. Go..?," came the intruder's voice
I jumped away from Fred, and he grabbed my wrist.
It, as it seemed, wasn't an intruder.
It was George, and he was looking incredibly awkward.
Fred was making frantic eye-contact with his twin, and I knew they could practically read each-other's mind. George left, and I turned to Fred.
"They're looking for us, but he's going to cover for us." he said calmly.
"You know all that from a look?"
"Oh yeah, they don't call us identical twins for nothing."
"Good point."
"Do you want to go out there..?"
"To be honest, not really,"
"That can be arranged, milady," Fred took my hand, and we apparated.

George's P.O.V.
I walked back out of the kitchen, knowing full well Fred would have gone back to his apartment, because I heard them apparate. When I entered, mum looked at me expectantly.
"Where's Fred? Where's Hermione?"
"Well. I.. I am glad you asked!"
"Yes?" Mum was getting awfully suspicious now.
"I remembered there was something to be done at the shop, and Fred said he'd do it for me. I suppose Hermione's gone to help him."
"Why did you just remember now? Why couldn't you have done it tomorrow?"
"I don't know, mum, it needed to be done!" I was getting frustrated. I knew that mum wasn't going to let it go now.
"What was it then?"
Uh-oh. Busted.

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