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Grimmauld Place-July 16th-8:30am

Merlin's Beard. I am so beyond tired. It should be illegal to be this exhausted. Why am I so tired, you ask? Well, after I finished writing in you last time, Annie, I heard a not so subtle cough outside my door.

"Granger?" He hissed. "You awake?"

I tip toed as quietly as I could to the door and opened it.

SQUEAK!!

"Merlin, damn this door." I muttered as Ginny let out a great snort and mumbled something about evil turnips in her sleep.

"Not a very graceful sleeper, our Ginny." Chuckled Fred.

I scowled. "She snores like a banshee with a megaphone." I said.

"What's a megaphone?" Fred asked intrigued.

"Something that amplifies a person's voice. Like the spell Sonorus." I explained as we entered the kitchen.

"Ah okay, so giving one to a Banshee would be bad, yeah?"

"Most definitely."

We sat next to each other at the table.

"Fancy some tea?" He offered.

"I'd love some." I said, smiling.

Fred got up and started making tea the Muggle way. I got up to join him.

"No magic?" I asked.

"Nah! Makes is taste funny. I prefer this way." He told me as the water began to boil.

Suddenly, without warning, Fred pulled me against him and gave me such a kiss that it left me speechless.

He chuckled as he pulled back slightly. "I could get used to seeing you like that. Unable to speak."

I gave him my deadliest look and his visibly gulped. "I wouldn't mind seeing you incapable of speech." I told him before I pulled his face down to mine.

He seemed shocked at what I said at first be quickly wrapped his arms around my waist and began kissing me back.

"Fred...the water...is...boil...ing." I told him between kisses.

"Your...point?"

"What was...I...talking about?"

"Dunno." He murmured against my lips. "Does it matter?"

"No." I gasped into his mouth.

He pushed me up onto the table where I instinctively wrapped my legs around him as our kiss grew more passionate. My hands were buried in his hair as his were running up and down my spine.

It was just as he started to trail kisses down my neck did I see the figure in the doorway, watching us.

"Bloody hell!" I yelped. "Charlie!"

Fred pulled back and looked me in the eye. "Er...Granger...I'd appreciate it if you didn't call me one of my brother's names while we're doing this kinda thing. It's rather uncomfortable for me."

"I wasn't calling you, Charlie, you sod." I told him, grabbing his face and turning it towards his older brother.

"Ah. Now I see. Hello, Charlie!" He said happily as I slid off the table.

Charlie was smirking. "Having fun are we?" He teased.

"Bucket loads, until you ruined it." Fred told him.

"Better me than Mum. Or worse, Ron."

We both winced. "Touché." I muttered.

"What are you doing up anyway?" Fred asked.

Charlie pointed to the whistling kettle.

Fred swore and grabbed it off the stove.

"Shouldn't have left it on so long little bro."

"I was preoccupied." Fred said pouring the tea.

"No shit you were." Charlie said, chuckling as the three of us sat at the table.

"So," Fred said after a moments silence. "Let's have it then."

"Have what?"

"Aren't you going to tell us this is a bad idea? Not only will Mum not approve but Ronniekins will pitch a fit."

"We don't want to cause trouble I suppose." I said dully.

"Pff! To hell with not causing trouble. Sure Mum won't like the idea at first and Ron will be angry, but it would die down eventually. I'll stand up for ya's. I've been waiting for you two to get your acts together for ages! Me and Bill even had a bet. I won of course." He said smugly.

"You knew?" I asked, incredulous.

"'Course I knew, Dusts. I saw the looks you two gave each other when the other wasn't looking. Bloody annoying, waiting for the two of you to realize it."

I blushed slightly and Fred held my hand affectionately.

Charlie grinned at us. "You make a good pair."

"Thanks." Fred said, "I thought so." He told him while smiling at me.

"But I do have some advice for you. Keep it under wraps for now. There are too many things upsetting everyone around here. Save it for a time when things aren't so hectic. I think everyone would accept it easier then." Charlie explained.

"Since when are you the wise man?" Fred asked, amused.

"Since forever. It just took you this long to realize it. Now you too, are wise." He said with a wink.

Suddenly I let out an involuntary yawn.

"Blimey!" Fred exclaimed. "It's half past four."

"You two better get back to bed. You know Mum and her early morning bed checks. She'll start soon."

Fred and I nodded, thanked Charlie and headed upstairs.

Outside my door, Fred said, "I think Charlie's right. We better keep this to ourselves for now."

"I agree. It's for the best."

"Sweet dreams, love." He told me giving me a soft kiss.

"Love you." I said as he disapparated with a small pop.

Grinning from ear to ear I got back in bed, Ginny still muttering about killer turnips and drifted off to sleep.

Unfortunately, only a couple of hours later, did the Ghoul who lived in the bathroom I cleaned, who I forcibly relocated to the attic, decided it was high time for revenge. Hence the whole in my ceiling and the water that was mistakenly splashed onto a furious Ginny.

Anyway, I have to go for a bit, Angie. It's breakfast time and if I don't feed myself soon my stomach just might eat itself.

Cheers!