Last time:

"I said forg-" Fred couldn't finish his sentence because Hermione had grabbed him by the back of the head and crashed his lips to hers. To Hermione and Fred, the world didn't exist anymore.

Only each other.

To the displeasure of both of them, Fred pulled their lips apart from each other's. He leaned his forehead against Hermione's and looked straight into her eyes.

"Hermione…"

"Don't talk, please. You'll ruin this for me." Hermione cut him off. They both stood there, staring into each other's eyes, not moving at all.

"I think I'm falling for you, Fred Weasley." Hermione admitted. Fred smiled.

"Don't talk, please. You'll ruin this for me." He mocked. Hermione laughed, and then they both went quiet for a second.

"You know, this is usually the part where prince charming kisses the princess again." Fred pointed out. "Well, prince charming, get kissing." Hermione demanded. Fred moved in to kiss her, this time more passionately. Hermione sighed into the kiss. Life was perfect, for now.

Hermione was sitting on the couch, Fred's head lying in her lap while they watched some muggle television.

"What's this shoe called again?" Fred asked. Hermione giggled and ran her hands through his hair.

"It's a show, and it's called Grey's Anatomy." She explained quickly. She was so lost in the show, and Fred couldn't figure out why. To him, it was just a bunch of doctors figuring out medical mysteries, but to her… it was all about the romance on the show. Especially Meredith and Derek, because in her eyes, they were the best couple ever.

"I don't get it." Fred piped up. Hermione slapped his arm. "Shut up, Derek's talking." Hermione hissed. Fred sighed and looked up at the ceiling. He was bored out of his mind, and this 'show' was really getting on his nerves. It was the same thing every episode, and he just didn't understand how Hermione wasn't bored with it.

Suddenly, the little mischief maker in him decided to come out and play.

He flipped himself around so that his face was on her thigh instead of the back of his head, and started lightly kissing her leg, blessing whatever higher power had convinced her to wear a skirt that day.

Hermione shifted uncomfortably and shoved him away. Fred sat on the couch for a bit, and then decided that he wanted to play again. He moved closer to her and wrapped his arm around her. Hermione gave him a look that said 'don't try anything', so he mustered up the most innocent eyes he could.

After a few minutes, he started kissing her neck, grinning at the sounds she started making.

"Freeeeeeed… stop." She ordered. Fred shook his head and continued his attack on her neck. "You're distracting me." Hermione whined.

"Let me show you how good I am at distracting." He said as he captured her mouth with his own. Hermione tried to fight back at first, but then she gave into the kiss. She could always watch the show later.

He lowered them into a lying position on the couch, him on top of her, as he continued his ruthless attack on her mouth.

Their tongues danced to a rhythm that was specifically theirs. Hermione couldn't really think of a better way to spend an afternoon.

Fred, however, wanted a bit more. His right hand, the sneaky little devil that it was, snuck its way up Hermione's shirt and under her bra to grab her breast.

"Fred, stop." Hermione said as she pulled away from the kiss. Fred pulled his hand away.

"Shame on you, sneaking up on a woman like that. Sorry, Mione, Righty here has a mind of his own." Fred explained, making Hermione giggle.

"That explains why I hear you crying out at night. Righty attacks your personal bits, too?" Hermione asked with a wink. Fred blushed. "My advice to you would be to learn how to do a PROPER silencing charm." Hermione whispered, and then she sauntered off to the kitchen to start preparing dinner, leaving Fred to try to figure out what he was doing wrong with his silencing charms…

"Silenzio." Fred muttered as he tried to silence the television, but to no avail. He had spent the better part of the afternoon trying to figure out WHAT he was doing wrong, but he was still confused.

"Mione, can you help me with something?" Fred called. "If it has anything to do with Righty, then no." She said as she walked into their living room.

"I can't figure out what I'm doing wrong." He admitted. "Alright, show me." Fred flicked his want and muttered "Silenzio." At the television, and was disappointed that the volume didn't mute, so he just kept flicking his wand.

"Stop, stop, stop! You're going to take someone's eye out. Besides, you're saying it wrong. It's SilenCIO, not SilenZIO." She explained. Fred flicked his wand and muttered "Silencio." And suddenly, the volume on the television turned off.

"I did it!" Fred exclaimed. He got up off of the couch and picked Hermione up to spin her. "You are the most intelligent, beautiful witch alive, and I owe you a night out." He said.

"But I've just prepared dinner." Hermione protested. "No worries, then. Dinner, then the Leaky Cauldron for a pint?" He asked. Hermione pondered for a second and then nodded.

"That sounds wonderful." She concluded.

Fred had rushed through his dinner and was waiting for Hermione to finish hers. To him, it was unfair that she was eating so slowly. He just wanted to get out of the flat to have some fun. He missed going out at night. Hermione had insisted that he be home every night for supper, and then they usually ended up talking after dinner for so long that there was no point in going out, so since it was his first time being able to go out in a while, yeah, he was excited.

Hermione, however, really didn't seem to notice how jittery he had become. She was really more focused on trying to find a way to stay in. She wasn't really a going out type of person, seeing as she usually got enough excitement for a lifetime whenever she, Harry and Ron got together.

"Mione, come on!" Fred whined.

"I'm almost done; don't get your knickers in a knot." She said calmly. Fred pouted and made puppy eyes at Hermione. "Oh, come on… don't give me that look." She begged. Instead, Fred put his chin down on the table and started whimpering like a puppy. Hermione looked down at her half-finished meal and sighed. "I suppose I can eat it later." She concluded. Fred jumped out of his seat in excitement and licked her face, like a dog.

"Ew! Fred!" She squealed. Fred bounded down the hall to the front door and put his shoes on.

"We won't be too long, will we?" Hermione asked. Fred shrugs.

"Depends." He said.

"On what?" She asked.

"How much fun you're having." He replied. Hermione went to put her shoes on, and then they walked down the stairs and down the street to the Leaky Cauldron.

By the time they got there, it was already busy. There were actually a few people who were already so far gone that they didn't realize that they were in a public place.

"People really are ridiculous, aren't they?" Hermione asked. Before Fred could answer, a flash of red passed Hermione's eye, and then she was pushed to the ground.

"Hi Mione! I'm sorry!" Ron slurred. Hermione picked herself off the ground and brushed herself off.

"Ronald." She said curtly. Ron frowned.

"Mione, are you mad at me?" He asked.

"What gave you the impression that I was mad at you?" She said sarcastically. Ron put his arms behind his back, looked at the ground and started kicking it, like a child that knew that they were in trouble.

"Because I told you that I'm in love with you and then got mad at you." He mumbled.

"And the fact that you ignored me, didn't come to my wedding, and I haven't heard from you since the night before, you stupid, ignora-"

"Hermione, he's drunk. Let him be." Fred warned. Hermione looked back at Ron, who looked like he was on the verge of crying.

"Hermione hates me." He said to no one in particular.

"No, no, no, Ronald. I don't hate you. I'm just mad. Very mad. And right now, the only thing that would cheer me up is if you found a safe ride home." Hermione said.

"I got my broom." Ron announced.

"I don't think that you should. The Knight Bus is going to be doing its first round of pickups soon. You should wait around for it. I'll pay." Fred offered. Ron contemplated this for a moment and shrugged.

"I like free bus rides. Do I get a hot chocolate?" Ron asked.

"Actually, Ronald, I think it might be best if you don't drink anything with milk in it tonight." Hermione stated.

"I will, however, buy you a hot water bottle and a toothbrush in any colour you'd like." Fred said.

"Any colour?" Ron asked hopefully. Fred smiled.

"Yup, any. Now… Here are your 15 sickles. Good luck!" Fred said as he dropped the money into Ron's hands.

"Don't let me end up like that tonight." Hermione begged.

"Redheaded git? I promise you won't be like that, ever." Fred promised as he draped his arm over his wife's shoulder and they walked in together.

"Fred Weasley! It's been too long since I've seen your face in here!" Tom exclaimed. Fred grinned and dragged Hermione over to the bar.

"Little vixen here's been keeping me occupied." He said with a wink.

"So, the rumors ARE true." Tom said.

"This is my wife, Hermione. Mione, this is Tom. He's the best bartender I have ever met."

"Stop, you're making me blush." Tom joked.

"Hey Tom, how'd you know it was me?" Fred asked. Fred pointed to the corner, where an identical redhead was snogging Angelina Johnson.

"Been at it all night, your brother has." Tom explained.

"I'll have a fire whiskey… Mione, what'll you have?" Fred asked.

"Do you have muggle drinks?" Hermione asked.

"Course. They don't like to admit it, but a lot of the people here are intrigued by muggles." Tom said.

"Alright… can I have a porn star?" Hermione asked.

"Fruity girl drink." Fred coughed out.

"In case you haven't noticed, I am a girl." Hermione pointed out. Fred grinned and turned to Tom.

"So, a fire whiskey and a porn star." He told Tom. Tom made their drinks and handed them to them.

"How much do I owe you?" Fred asked.

"First ones are on me, tonight, as a wedding present. Congratulations!" Tom announced. Fred smiled and took the drinks.

"Thanks, Tom!" He passed Hermione her drink and they ventured off into the crowd.

"Doesn't the noise bug the people in the rooms?" Hermione asked. Fred shook his head.

"Silencing charms… Good ones, at that." He explained. "How's your drink?" He asked. Hermione took a sip.

"Best porn star I've ever had." She concluded.

"So, you've had them before?" He asked.

"I'm not as good of a girl as you think." She said with a wink. She then pushed her way through the crowd in search of someone else she knew. Fred stood in place and grinned to himself.

He really wanted to see how much of a bad girl she could really be.

Alrighty, guys! That was the longest chapter to date. I hope that you enjoyed it, and please, any feedback you have, negative or positive, I can take it!