AN: Alrighty here it is, chapter 4! Much sooner than expected I know. I need to take a little break though to work on my other story so I don't know when I will update again but please stick with me! So anywho REVIEW PLEASE! I would love you forever if you did!

*Disclamer: check chapter 2 or 3

Fred walked into the hospital wing unnoticed. He walked straight over to Hermione's bed and looked down at her. He noticed that she was sleeping. 'She's so cute when she's sleeping,' he thought as he looked at her. Her hair was spread out around her head like a fan and a small smile played on her lips. He sat in Ron's empty chair and took Hermione's hand in his own. He rubbed his thumb up and down the back of her hand. He let his palm brush over hers. Her hands were as soft as silk which surprised Fred. He figured that they would be rough and calloused from all the writing she did. He traced the veins on her wrist and laid his own hand over hers. His was much larger but then he figured that their hands would fit perfectly together. He decided to try it. He laced his fingers with hers and saw that he was right. Her fingers fit perfectly in the spaces between his. Fred suddenly had a better idea. He brought the back of her hand up to his lips. He let out a small breathe and saw goose bumps rise on her arms. He smiled and was about to kiss her hand when he noticed two large brown eyes open and staring at him intently. A blush rose to Fred's cheeks as he realized that Hermione was awake and watching him. He laid her hand back on the bed and placed his own hands in his lap.

"Um…uh…good morning princess," Fred stuttered out. His blush deepened and he mentally slapped himself for saying something so stupid.

"Fred, what are you doing here? Shouldn't you be in class?" Hermione asked as the redhead registered in her mind. That's when she noticed the new gleam in his eyes. It made them sparkle like when the sun hits the water.

"Nope, I don't have class until after your guys' free period," Fred replied smiling. He knew that was in at least two hours, maybe more, which meant uninterrupted time with the girl he fancied.

"Oh," was all Hermione could say. The two fell into an awkward silence, neither one looking at the other. "So what are you doing here?" Hermione asked breaking the silence.

"I…I…um…uh…honestly I don't really even know myself, but I what I do know is that I couldn't leave things how they were from earlier," Fred confessed. He felt bad about how he had stormed out on her but he couldn't let everyone know that he fancied the bookworm.

"Earlier?" Hermione asked not really remembering.

"Yea, earlier," Fred replied nodding his head. His mind had never really left that moment when they were close enough to kiss.

"I…I don't really remember," Hermione told him. She scrunched up her face in effort to remember. She willed herself to remember but she couldn't.

"Then let me remind you," Fred whispered his voice a little bit huskier. He leaned in close to her and Hermione stiffened. "Don't worry, I won't try anything." Hermione noticeably relaxed at hearing this. "Unless of course you convince me to," Fred teased her.

Hermione smiled and said, "Well I might not have to convince you, as long as you never drop me in a lake again."

"No promises," Fred replied smiling. He was happy to see that Hermione was definitely her old self again. "I do believe that your hand was on my chin," Fred reminded her. Hermione reached out and cupped his chin. She could feel how smooth his skin was. Hermione stared into his blue eyes and found herself smiling like an idiot. "What?" Fred asked seeing her smile. He had not said or done anything funny.

"I just think that your eyes are amazing," Hermione replied still smiling. "They remind me of the ocean, so beautiful and clear and it looks like they could go on forever." A blush rose to her cheeks as she admitted what she truly thought. Fred did that to her though, he made her want to tell him her deepest darkest feelings.

Fred blushed and said, "I like your eyes too. They remind me of chocolate."

"Everyone says that," Hermione sighed. A worried look crossed Fred's face and Hermione caught it before his face had a small smile on it.

"They don't look like normal chocolate though; they look like a mix between that really dark stuff and the normal stuff. Like the perfect combination," Fred told her.

"Nice save," Hermione teased him. Suddenly she remembered that her hand was still on his face and they were still so close. She leaned in a little closer. They were so close that their noses where almost touching.

"Thank you my lady," Fred replied, a real smile spreading across his face. He noticed that she had moved closer so he moved just a bit closer as well. Now their noses were touching.

"So, every time I'm in distress will you come save me?" Hermione asked.

"Always," Fred whispered shifting his head a bit. Now their lips were almost touching. Hermione let out a shaky breathe. "Don't worry, I won't try anything," Fred whispered. He noticed a stray strand of Hermione's hair and come untucked. He reached his hand up and brushed it back behind her ear. He felt her breath quicken as he ran his hand the length of her face and rested it on her neck.

"Kiss me," Hermione whispered in a voice barely audible. Fred barely heard her as is. A grin spread across his face as he leaned in just the little bit to press his lips to hers. The two sat kissing until Hermione suddenly pulled away.

"Fred, no, we…we can't," Hermione said breathless.

"Why not?" Fred asked confused. He leaned in to kiss her again but stopped so that only their noses touched.

"Because, books and pranks usually don't mix," Hermione said.

"We can change that," Fred replied smiling. He pressed his lips to hers again.

"Fred, no, please," Hermione whispered against his lips. Suddenly they heard a muffled cry at the door. Fred and Hermione broke apart and looked to see another redhead run from the doorway of the hospital wing.

"No!" Hermione cried as tears came to her eyes.

"Hermione forget about him. He's not worth it," Fred tried to tell Hermione as the tears spilled from her eyes and onto her cheeks.

"Fred, please, go," she whispered not looking at the boy she definitely fancied. She needed some alone time to think. Fred nodded and left without a word.

Almost as soon as he had left he was tackled by his twin. "How'd it go?" George asked with a smile. His smile faded though as he saw the look on Fred's face. "What happened?"

"We kissed but Ron saw, I left with Hermione in tears," Fred explained tears of his own forming.

"That's it. This drama is killing you. We're leaving tonight."

AN: Sorry to leave you guys with such a big clifhanger but the next chapter is what George means about leaving! Also please review, I honestly will love you forever and be your bestest friend in the entire world!