I can't believe it's been 3 freaking months since I last wrote something for this story. And I'm terribly sorry for not updating but I lost all inspiration over these months. But anyways now it's back, because I dreamt about it last night and then decided to give it another try (:

I hope you like it (:

Chapter 4:

"I really can't believe everyone knew… wait what about the teacher's they surely didn't know right? Or Dumbles I bet HE didn't know…" Mira was searching for ways to prove that they weren't THAT obvious.

"I am very sad to have to tell you, Miss Tonks. Dumbles knew from the very beginning. I've seen many secret couples in my live and you weren't the most discreet."

Dumbledore had appeared in the doorway just as Mira had finished her little speech.

There it was again, the typical "damn" expression. She turned to Fred and George, fake scowling: "Ok confess! You invented a "embarrass-yourself"-jinx and didn't tell me right? And this is your revenge for my prank at the train station!"

She was blushing, thinking that she just managed to be disrespectful in front of a professor AGAIN.

The two were looking offended: "No of course not how could we?" Fred started, "But this sounds like an awesome idea…" George continued.

The three friends shared looks that clearly stated they would be sitting in their rooms and thinking of ways to make such a jinx possible, as soon as this whole situation was over.

"It does sound like a very creative way to hex a person" Dumbledore interrupted with a glint in his eyes, he knew exactly that what he'd have to deal with next year should they really manage to invent this jinx.

"Oh uh I'm sorry Professor I didn't mean to sound disrespectful, Dumbles really is a… uh… term for saying what a wonderful headmaster you are, it means… "wonderful headmaster" in… Swedish." Mira told him in her cutest voice after realizing that he was still there, while looking sheepish.

"Of course… It is also an extraordinary talent to know Swedish. How did you learn it?" He had of course caught on on her lie and wanted to see how she would talk herself out of this.

"Oh I visited a camp at Sweden when I was 9 and there I met this really nice girl named Solveig, that soon became my friend, she taught me to talk Swedish but unfortunately I already forgot most of it, since I don't have the opportunity to talk Swedish here. But in honor to you, Professor, I remembered "Dumbles".

She was trying to hide a triumphant grin, while Dumbledore was trying to hide an amused one.

"I have to raise my hat at you once again Mira." He told her betraying his act of not knowing, showing her that he had in fact (obviously) caught on but wasn't angered.

Just at that moment Professor McGonagall had entered the room and seeing Fred and Mira holding hands (what they had done without noticing) she exclaimed, just as Ginny had earlier: "Finally".

"Alright Alright we got it everyone knew." Fred gave in.

"So… anyone fancy Hogwarts-Crêpes?" Mira asked hearing Ron's stomach grumble, winking at him and successfully making him blush.

"You learned from the house-elves?" Hermione asked unbelievingly, earning a stern look.

"No! The house-elves learned from me, when I was practicing my cooking skills at the kitchens. Tztztz it's an old Tonks-recipe." Mira told her shaking her head at her mistake.

"So? Anyone hungry for "Mira's-super-duper-awesome-Crêpes"?"

"With chocolate?" – "And caramel?" – "And whipped cream?" Tonks, Fred and George asked, their voices full of hope, their stomachs growling at the simple thought of Mira's self-cooked food.

"Of course, my dears, at your service." With that she started working.

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After the lovebirds had made up the atmosphere at the manor had increased rapidly. Gone were the cold glares, replaced by loving gestures.

Some (namely Ron) were annoyed by them behaving openly like a couple, others were simply used to it (George, the only person they weren't able to hide it from and the only person they trusted enough to know he wouldn't tell anyone. They had practice keeping each other's secrets to them) and again others thought it cute.

The only thing that really changed was George's sleeping pattern. In the mornings he seemed to be even more tired than before and it was suspicious that Mira and Fred started to come to breakfast at the exact same time.

One morning, George came down the stairs wearing a pained look, sitting down next to Harry and shooting him a pleading look.

"I really need to sleep in your room tonight." He told him quietly, trying not to let his Mom hear.

"So she really does sneak to your room at night." Ginny had her suppositions confirmed.

She earned a stern look from George to keep quiet, his brother and his best friend were annoying him to no end at night but he nevertheless tried his best to prevent another "talk".

A few moments later the two mentioned came walking into the kitchen looking tired but happy, making Ginny and Hermione giggle and Ron look green in the face.

After they sat down and made themselves something to eat, Tonks turned to them with a giddy expression.

"Now tell us how you two came to being together."

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At the train, Beginning of 6th year

Mira had spent all summer at her grand-parents, helping them.

The twins hadn't seen her and she hadn't seen them for 2 months and they hadn't thought much had changed but as the compartment door opened they were proved wrong, especially Fred.

He had always liked her a little more than he probably should as a friend, but never admitted it to himself or, Merlin forbid, anyone else.

Now when she came through the door, taller than before, certainly more womanly than before, tanned and wearing the biggest grin ever, he couldn't completely keep a blush off his face. Especially when she threw herself at him and hugged the hell out of him.

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"Really when I saw you looking at her after that summer I knew that you two were going to be together, I just never thought you'd have so much trouble with getting it through your stubborn heads that you are perfect for each other. "

George told them, rolling his eyes at the memories.

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It had started off just as every other year, they were pranking each other more than ever and were living up to their reputation, the only thing that had changed were Mira getting more attention, not that she had lost her gangly appearance and was aware of her body.

Fred, too was getting more attention than last year and ignoring his hidden feelings started taking advantage of that attention.

Mira who had the same feeling as Fred, but was just as him too stubborn to admit it, couldn't really hide her jealousy and started going out too.

Which made Fred jealous, so he kept on with his behavior. Needless to say it had a negative impact on their friendship.

They did manage to be friends, but their special intimacy the two had shared was slowly fading.

The point that made it escalate was the Yule Ball.

Mira, who had started to notice that her anger towards Fred wasn't, as she thought, because she disliked how he used the girls, but in fact because she was incredibly jealous, hoped that maybe he would come to his senses too and would ask her.

As time passed and he hadn't asked anyone she thought to screw it .."LANGUAGE" uhm she decided to ask him, she was an emancipated woman after all.

But as she was walking towards the table they were sitting at, she witnessed Fred asking Angelina to the Yule Ball.

So she ended up going with some Ravenclaw…

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"…and the rest is history" Molly interrupted their story, deciding it was time to start cleaning again. "You can continue your fairytale another time"

Alright that's pretty short and the ending is stupid but I want to update something and I just started to write this story again, so have mercy ;)

Tell me how you liked it, I hope there are still people that want to read it after I left it for such a long time :D

Review and make me happy (: