A/N: Okay, so one exam down, two to go. I may possibly update tomorrow(Wednesday), in the afternoon or evening, but don't count on it. Thursday afternoon I will definately be updating, though. I have written quite a few other fics that I will probably publish this week, none of the are FredxHermione, but if you're interested, put me on Author alert and you can get them when they come up! Anyways, enjoy chapter four!

The next few days passed without interest. Hermione began looking for her own flat, to which Fred had said,

"There's no rush you know, ''Mione. You can stay with us for as long as you need."

"Thanks, Fred, but I can't impose on your wonderful hospitality forever."

"Sure you can. We don't mind." He smiled.

"You're so kind, Fred, but I need to do this."

George was still watching the two others, noticing how oblivious they were. He still found it humorous that the two didn't even realize the obvious chemistry between them.

One night, Fred and George were working together in a back room of the shop, experimenting with different spells when George brought up the topic.

"So, tell me what's going on between you and Hermione?"

"Nothing. We're friends. That's all." Fred's tone seemed more like he was trying to convince himself rather than his twin, who was not easily fooled.

"Tell the truth, please. I'm your TWIN. You have only ever fooled me once in your life and that's when I thought you were dead. PLEASE don't lie to me."

"Okay, I am hopelessly in love with Hermione Granger. She's beautiful and smart, and despite what most think, she has an amazing sense of humor."

"I knew it!"

"Yeah, yeah."

"So why don't you go for it?"

"She's still hurting over Ron, and I don't want to pressure her. Not to mention I don't want to ruin our friendship. Other than you, I think she's my best friend."

"But you're in LOVE with her!"

"I know. But I don't want to hurt her. I don't want to pressure her into it. She's still upset over Ron."

"You know what, Fred?" George asked. "I don't think she is. I've seen the way she looks at you and the way you look at her. I KNOW that you two would be a great couple. I know Angie agrees with me."

"So you talk about my love life with your girlfriend, then."

"Well, we do OTHER things too, if you catch my drift."

"George!" Fred said loudly. "As much as I care about you, I don't want to hear about your sex life!"

George just laughed. "So what do you plan on doing about Hermione?"

"I don't KNOW!"

"Well for what it's worth, I think you should tell her. It'll just speed up the process of the inevitable."

"The inevitable? What's that supposed to mean?"

George smiled. "It's so obvious, Fred, that you two are meant to be. I mean, you talk about her in your sleep, you protect her with every fiber of your being, and you're trying to force her not to move out."

"No, I'm not! What are you talking about?"

"There's no rush, 'Mione," George mimicked his twin in a high pitched voice.. "You can stay here forever if you want!"

"Okay, first of all, I said that maybe three times, minus the 'forever' part, but of course, I wouldn't mind if she stayed forever. In fact, that would probably make me the happiest man alive. And second, my voice doesn't sound like that."

"You're so cheesy, and yes it does."

"I am not! And if mine does that yours is just a high. We're twins, remember."

"You totally are. Listen to yourself and you'll realize just how cheesy you sound. 'I love her! I want to spend my life with her! She's amazing, smart, beautiful, and I want her to stay with me for the rest of my life where we will have ten children, three dogs and a cat.'"

"Hey! I don't sound like THAT!"

"Yet."

"Not at all!"

"You so do!"

"No, I don't."

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes"

"no."

"Yes."

"Why are we arguing like three year olds?"

"So you give up! You knew I would win so you changed the topic!"

"No I didn't. You're so immature, George."

"Whatever. But you should tell her."

"Thanks for your advice, George, but I think I'll wait."

"Suit yourself—hey, I think this one worked!" And the conversation turned away from the subject of Hermione, who happened to be listening just outside the door, holding a tray of, now cold, tea.

So Fred loved her? She was surprised, to say the least. Hermione was still working through her emotions. She didn't know how she felt. A part of her was still hurt from Ron, whether it was because of her anger or her love she didn't know, but another part of her wanted to jump on Fred and snog him senseless. Fred was sweet, caring and wickedly funny. He cared about her and she cared about him. They would be perfect with each other. Ron would probably kill Fred, just because he's like that, but frankly, Hermione didn't care what Ron thought. This was between her and Fred. Now Hermione's already swirling brain was even more full . She turned away from the door and walked towards her bedroom, her mind heavy with this new, frightening development.

END CHAPTER

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