A/N: Hey! Sorry it's taken me a while to do this chapter, I had my birthday recently and have been a bit busy, plus a load of coursework deadlines. Anyway, I'm back now – hi! Thank you so much for the reviews, glad you all liked the last chapter, I hope you like this one! Please review! Thank you for reading.

The scars of your love, they leave me breathless
I can't help feeling
We could have it all
Rolling in the deep
You had my heart inside your hand
And you played it, to the beat – Rolling in the deep, Adele.

Viria was amazed by how much she was enjoying her summer.

During the day, while Fred and George experimented with new products and got ready to set up shop, Viria found ways to amuse herself. She visited her parents who, after an eventful meeting with Fred, seemed quite content for her to be staying 'at his parent's house', and were impressed by the idea of him co-owning a business. She painted the living area in the Gryffindor colours, did all her summer homework, visited Luna and Ginny and went shopping in Diagon Alley. But every evening without fail, she and Fred would make time to be together, rarely leaving each other's company until the next morning. She once attempted to teach him to cook snails, which didn't go down well. And the nights they spent together...well. They were certainly better than she could ever have imagined.

"We're going to set up by next week" Fred told Viria with pride. They were in what was soon to be the shop itself, Viria perched on the shiny new counter while Fred tried to work out how to use the till.

"That's good. I can help you out until school starts" Viria watched his bemused expression as he pressed random buttons on the till, a smile on her face.

"D'you think this one is for Galleons, or-?"

"Hey, Fred" she interrupted, leaning towards him from her perch, "I think maybe you could leave the till for a while..."

Fred laughed and gently pushed her away as she tried to kiss him, "Vi, I'm busy!"

"You've got a whole week to do all that!" she retorted, and kissed him firmly. Fred jerked away again, still laughing.

"If George gets back and I haven't mastered how to use this...machine, he might kill me" he chuckled, and turned back to the till.

All was silent for a few moments. Then Viria let out a loud huff of a sigh. He turned around.

She was piercing him with her glittering green eyes, while she unbuttoned her checked shirt. Fred's eyes were instantly and irrevocably drawn to her blue lace bra. He groaned softly, smile long gone.

"Vi – "

She leaned towards him again, speaking with her lips against his, "Can't say no now, can you?"

Fred thought he had never seen anything more beautiful and tempting in his life than Viria, sitting on the countertop in her bra and tiny denim shorts, hair wild and curly about her face, legs swinging. She drew him towards her, wrapping her legs around him where he stood.

"I think that George would be more disappointed in you if he found out that you wasted an hour on the till when I'm sitting here in my underwear" she suggested mischievously. Fred gave another low groan and lifted her up from the countertop, her legs still tied around his waist. She giggled in a most un-Viria-like way as he carried her up the stairs, her lips pressed to the spot just below his ear where he liked to be kissed.

"This is going to last forever, isn't it, Fred?" she whispered.

"Of course it is" Fred replied, gripping her tighter to him, "Forever"

Later on that day, Fred emerged from the bedroom in his underwear, looking ruefully embarrassed when he saw his twin sitting there. He wasn't quite sure why he felt embarrassed; George had seen him in such situations before. But this was different. He'd just made a pact with Viria, despite the fact that he wasn't sure George was entirely happy with the relationship. He'd never done anything without George's approval before.

Fred smoothed his finger s over his ruffled hair, "Nice time with the waitress?"

"I wasn't with the waitress. I was with Angelina" George replied shortly. Fred grinned.

"Good for you! Told you she liked you"

"We're just friends" George replied, waving his wand moodily. A few little sparks showered onto the floor.

Viria peered around the bedroom door, a little smile on her face. She'd put her shorts and shirt back on, and smiled wider upon seeing George.

"Hey!" she greeted him cheerfully, pulling on her sandals, "I was going to get some ice cream. Do you want some?"

George looked coldly at her, "Yeah. Thanks"

Viria was in such a state of bliss that she hardly noticed his iciness. She scooped up some money, but paused in the doorway to look back at Fred.

"Nice look" she taunted, and blew him a kiss on her way out.

George and Fred were left alone.

Fred pulled on some clothes and sat down on the sofa with his brother.

"You going to tell me what's up?" he asked, nudging his twin in the ribs. George did not smile.

"I'm just starting to feel like this flat is more of a love-nest for you and Viria than it is our bachelor pad"

"What? That's ridiculous! It's only for the summer"

"I just never thought you two would get so serious"

"Why would we not? You know how I feel about her"

"It's got completely out of control!"

"What d'you mean?"

"I meant that it was only a bet, Fred, it wasn't supposed to turn into a fucking love affair!"

"What does the bet have to do with anything?"

"She was a bet! It was only supposed to last five minutes!"

"What?"

Viria was standing in the doorway, holding three tubs of mint choc-chip ice cream.