The minute hand on the clock went through two cycles before the members emerged, some of which looked slightly disgruntled. Most of them proceeded to leave but Tonks and Mad-eye decided to stay for a bit longer. Fred and George of course decided to grab on to this opportunity to bombard them with questions about what had been said.

"Now, the reason we meet in a secret headquarters, in a locked room that nobody can eaves drop on, is so that people not in the order don't know what's been said. So we're not going to tell you a damned thing as it would be against the point! So stop asking!" Snapped Mad-eye.

"Could you at least tell us why everyone looked so miffed?" Fred pleaded.

"Stop nosing around or I'll blast that damned nose right off!"

"Please?"

"I warne…"

"The reason is" cut in Aveva, appearing out of the shadows, "that they've just realised that they are in a very dangerous fight and are unfortunately not immortal."

"Very funny. But I want Tonks or Mad-eye to answer my question."

"I think the real question is why are you still up at this hour when you have a business to run in the morning? Moody shopkeepers go out of business."

"All right. All right. We're going." The others took their cue to go, leaving only Harry, Hermione, Fred and Aveva in the room.

"Aren't you coming to bed too?" Asked Fred.

"I'm more of a night person. I always feel so awake."

"If you slept in my bed you wouldn't." Fred said stepping towards Aveva and wrapping his fingers around her arm with a weird glint in his eye.

"Is that because it's really comfortable?"

"No. It's because we could do something that would really tire you out."

"Fred!" Hermione gasped, but remained still with the others. The two continued, ignoring the gasp.

"Is that so? That would be very kind of you." Aveva said playfully.

"It would be my pleasure. We could keep each other warm in this cold house." Looping his arms around her waist. His face was only twenty centimetres away from hers.

"That sounds tempting but I'm afraid we might disturb someone."

"If you mean George I can get rid of him."

"Heavens no. I would hate to break up twins. I was thinking that he could join us."

"What?"

"It's just that twins share everything, seems a shame not to include me." Aveva moved her hands up his chest, caressing it as they went, until they looped round his neck bringing them even closer. The sight of this made knots in Harry's stomach. Why did he feel like this? He didn't know. Too make them worse Aveva then proceeded to glide her lips up his neck, holding them just above his chin and whispered;

"It's kind of a fantasy of mine."

"I bet it is. But I prefer one on one action, it's more…intimate. What do you say we finish with the chit chat and move this on upstairs?"

"Mmm, aren't you keen? But why bother to go upstairs when we can be down here? I don't want to wait!" Aveva emitted a soft purr before jumping on the shocked but aroused Fred, knocking him to the floor.

Aveva now kneeled astride the sitting Fred. "Doing it in public is so much more exciting and stimulating. Doesn't it get your heart pumping?"

"Yeah, but here. Now?"

"Don't you want me?" Aveva cooed, pulling away.

"Yes of course." Pulling her back to him with an embrace.

"Then prove it" Aveva teased.

Taking his cue Fred began to kiss her neck, pulling her down to lay horizontally on top of him. Aveva then glided her cheek up his toward his mouth. When her lips were almost on top his she moved them back in the direction of his ear and quite clearly for anyone to hear, said:

"You wish!"

She then proceeded to stand up and step away from her stunned puppet. When she was halfway toward the door to the kitchen she turned to look at the still grounded Fred. A cruel smile slithered on to her face as she gave a low laugh. She continued to do so as she disappeared into the kitchen.

A smile also appeared on Harry's face, but thankfully went unnoticed as he and Hermione continued to be forgotten as they all stared at the closed door.

Hermione finally broke the silence, "Fred, are you…"

"Fine" Fred snapped charging past her up the stairs.

Hermione sighed and pursed him up the stairs. Harry followed a couple of minutes later with a spring in his step, taking them two at a time.