CH9
"Hermione have you seen my keys?" Ron called to me. It had been a week since the incident with Fred.
"No Ronald, where did you leave them?" I questioned back.
"Well, if I knew that I wouldn't be asking would I?" He growled.
"Don't take that tone with me Ronald. If you can't find them they are probably in your pocket," I said staring him straight in the eye as he pulled them out of his pocket.
"Oh, thanks Mione," He said pecking her on the check. Sighing I moved to the arm chair as he disappeared to meet Harry for the Quidditch match, I had decided to give him the tickets as a peace offering, of course he excepted without hesitation.
"Have fun," I said blandly to the empty space he once inhabited. After a good ten minutes of not knowing what to do I decided to get on with some house work. I never liked tidying using magic so started the muggle way which Ron never understood.
"It will take five minutes to use magic. You are a witch right?" he would always say. But that was the problem it was too quick and she needed time to think and time to relax. Whenever I was alone my mind drifted towards Fred and how special he made me feel, I would imagine what it would be like if he was my husband not Ron and how our life would be. I was busy dusting that I didn't notice the pop the signified someone's apparation over the noise. I was singing to myself and dancing slightly.
"You know there should be rules against dancing like that," A voice came from behind me making me jump.
"That bad huh?" I asked turning around to face Fred.
"I have never seen talent like that," He said sarcastically moving slowly towards me.
"What do you want Fred?" I queried moving away from him.
"I just wanted to see if you were ok, I haven't seen you since last week." He looked me in the eye, "I missed you," He stated solemnly. I started to put the duster away and turning my back on him. Before starting on cleaning the kitchen.
Fred sat at the dining table for half an hour while I cleaned the kitchen with his feet on the table.
"You can't ignore me forever," He said cheerily.
"Of course I can," I muttered back.
"What was that?"
"I said of course…oh damn you, you Weasley."
"Stating the obvious there Granger."
"And your getting something so simple wrong," I glared at him.
"Excuse me?" He questioned.
"My name is Weasley now, remember I am your sister-in-law."
"Oh right…well do you know your far to good for my brother?" He asked softly.
"That's enough I married Ron for better AND for worse. I am not going to ruin my marriage. Now Fred please leave." I said sternly.
"If you insist," He replied kissing my cheek softly before disapparating. I felt like I needed to sit down and a large glass of fire whisky.
