AN: So I lied again. This chapter was supposed to be posted this weekend but I got swapmed with real life. Sorry. This chapter is a little more than filler and slightly dirty. Enjoy.


"This is not nice," Lee said with a smirk.

"It's not like Fred and I haven't tested our products on ourselves before," George reminded him. He was pouring a clear liquid into Fred's cup.

"Yes, but you are usually aware of what you are doing," Lee chuckled.

"It won't hurt him." George replied.

"What will it do?" Lee asked.

George looked around. He put the bottle of the liquid back in his jacket. "Come on. I will tell you," He said and then walked away. Once they were out of earshot George whispered in Lee's ear.

"This is going to be fun," Lee laughed.

"I know," George replied.

"Hey boys," Alicia greeted George and Lee. She kissed George on the cheek and three of them started talking about Quidditch.

"George!" Lee said hitting George. "Look." He pointed to where they left the spiked drink. Someone was drinking but it wasn't Fred. It was Hermione.

"Oh shit!" George said.


"Hey, that's mine," Fred said as Hermione finished the drink.

"Oh sorry," Hermione made a face.

Fred laughed, "it's just water. There is more."

At that moment George and Lee ran up looking guilty. "Actually, it wasn't just water," George told him.

"What was it?" Fred demanded.

Hermione started feeling very warm. The feeling of warmth was followed by a tingling and then a lightheadedness. She grabbed a hold of the bar to stabilize herself. She could hear Fred and George talking.

"What was it, George?" Fred demanded.

"Uh, product 364," George admitted.

Fred paled and looked at Hermione .He took a hold of her shoulders, "You feel ok?" he asked.

"No, I don't," Hermione replied. She swayed, "I feel hot and dizzy and..." She almost passed out.

"We need to get her out of here," Fred said. "I will apparate her home."

Fred dissapparated holding Hermione.

"Tell Alicia where I have gone but don't tell her what I have done," George told Lee and then he dissapprated.

*Crack*

Fred laid Hermione on the couch.

*Crack*

George appeared looking worried.

"It didn't have this affect before," Fred said.

George shrugged, "Well, the amount I put in the drink was based on your height and weight. She is smaller than you."

Fred turned and fully intended to lit into his twin but George looked ashamed of himself and worried. Fred knew his twin would never hurt someone. "Antidote?" Fred asked.

George made a face, "Well, we are currently out."

Fred shook his head and tried to push the irritation away, "You were going to give this to me even though we were out of the antidote?"

"With the little I put in you barely would have the effects and wouldn't need the antidote," George defended himself.

Fred was going to speak but was interrupted by a knock on the door. George went to the door and opened it. Alicia came in followed by Lee.

"GEORGE FABIAN WEASLEY! " Alicia shouted

George grimaced. "Nice Lee!" he said. "I said don't tell her what I did. What part of that was hard to understand?"

"She knows you too well and she beat it out of me," Lee replied.

"All I did was pop you on the back of the hand," Alicia said. "You are such a girl."

"So are you," Lee shot back.

"But not as feminine as you," Alicia said. George laughed and she glared at him. "Is Hermione ok?"

"She will be," George assured her.

"When?" Alicia demanded.

"6-8 hours?" George guessed. "12 tops."

Fred rubbed the bridge of his nose. "What should we do?"

"What does the potion do?" Alicia asked.

George and Lee exchanged a look and then George said, "The potion basically mimics the effects of alcohol. It works different on different people. it makes some people silly, some loud, some weepy, some angry..."

"Why is she so sick then?" Alicia asked. She found a cloth to wet and handed it to Fred hi thanked her. He put it to Hermione's forehead.

"I gave her enough for Fred's height and weight and well, she is smaller so..." George shrugged. Fred noticed Alicia didn't seem as angry anymore. She obviously realized that George felt bad enough.

"Should we take her to St. Mungo's?" Alicia asked.

George shook his head, "Best to let her sleep it off."

"I will take her and change her clothes," Fred said. He picked Hermione up and took her to his /her bedroom. He laid her on the bed and looked down at her. He was scared. He knew George was right. The potion would wear off and she would be fine...but still...

He wanted to ask Alicia to change Hermione's clothes but Alicia though they were married. It would be weird if he was too scared to change his wife into her pajamas. Fred didn't want to through her stuff and look for her pajamas so he went and got one of his Quidditch shirts.

Fred felt his hand shaking as he pulled his wand out. He divested her of her dress and even though it was morally wrong he still peeked at his almost naked wife. She was wearing fairly conservative undergarments but she still looked sexy. She was curvier than Fred had imagined. he knew she was curvy based on her recent wardrobe and what it reveled but Merlin she was a vision.

"Letch," he reprimanded himself. He used his wand again to put the shirt on Hermione. Then he wiped off her face and pulled her back in a ponytail. He pulled the blankets back and eased he under them.

Fred was about to leave the room when George opened the door and slipped in. "Alicia is spending the night so you will have to sleep in here."

"I will sleep on the couch," Fred said.

George shook his head, "Alicia thinks you two are married and in an actual relationship. She cannot find out I lied about that or she will dump my arse." he paused, "Plus, Lee is also spending the night and he will be on the couch. I think he is worried about Mione."

Fred knew George was right. They had no choice. "We need to get rid of the extra bed and chest of drawers," Fred said.

"You read my mind brother of mine," George said.

Quietly while Alicia was showering Fred and George fixed George's room. Fred grabbed his pajamas and slipped into his former room. Hermione was asleep. Fred changed clothes and then enlarged the bed. He would have put a second bed in but the room wasn't really big enough. Fred slipped into the bed beside Hermione. he wanted to wrap her in his arms but didn't feel right about it. So he watched her until he fell asleep.


When Fred awoke it was dark and it felt like the middle of the night. he would have back to sleep but he couldn't breath. Someone was lying on top of him.

"Hermione?" Fred gasped.

"Hmm?" Hermione said. She kissed his neck.

"What are you doing?" Fred asked. He turned his neck allowing her better access. He knew he should stop her but her mouth on his throat felt so good.

"I am kissing you, " Hermione replied. She covered his mouth with hers. Fred's hands went to her waist and he realized she had taken her shirt off. He couldn't stop his fingers from exploring her naked skin. Hermione giggled at his touch. His hands went down and grazed the material of her knockers. He wanted to grab her arse but something stopped him.

"Wait. Wait. Wait." Fred said. His tried to push her off of him but she wouldn't budge and it was half-hearted attempt on his part anyway.

"What?" Hermione breathed going for his neck again.

"This isn't you," Fred replied.

"Who is it then?" Hermione laughed.

"You know what I mean?" Fred replied. "Why are you doing this?"

"I want you," Hermione told him.

"But," Fred groaned as her hand went down his torso and to the waistband of his pajama pants. He used his hand to still hers. "it must be the potion."

"No," Hermione assured him trying to inch her way out of his grasp.

"Yes," Fred said more firmly."This can't happen."

"You don't want me?" Hermione asked. She sounded a little more like her. Less bold and little insecure. Fred took the hand he was holding and moved it down to his bulge.

"What do you think?" he asked. "But this can't happen. This can only happen if I know you are in your right mind."

Hermione pulled away from him and flipped over. Her back was to him and he could tell she was trying to appear angry but he had feeling she still felt rejected. He wanted to assure her that he did want her but he didn't want to make this worse so her turned his back to hers and went back to sleep.


Hermione woke up the next morning wrapped in Fred's arms. She was sure after the incident that they had turned away from each other but here she was with her backside pressed against his front and his arm wrapped around her.

She tried to wriggle out of his grasp but her backside wriggled against him and in his sleep he pulled her closer. Hermione felt warm all over. She moaned feeling his hardness pressed against her.

"Hermione?"

Shit. "Fred?"

"I am sorry," he mumbled.

Hermione felt a little sad as his grip on her loosened. "About?" she asked.

"Last night. The potion and then when you-" He started.

Hermione turned around to face him, "Don't you dare," she hissed. "NEVER bring that up AGAIN!"

Fred smirked, "Ok, I won't," he said. "But you can't make me forget it and the memories will sustain me."

"Whatever," Hermione huffed.

Fred pressed his lips to her. Hermione tried to stay frozen but she gave in and deepened the kiss. It was blissful. She wrapped her arms around his neck and he brought her body closer to his. Hermione felt his arousal pressed against her own. She moaned again.

"No potion this time," Fred whispered against her mouth. "Maybe-"

His wonderful words were cut off by a knock on his door.

Fred growled, "Go away."

"Freddie, there is something here you need to see," George said. He was attempting to sound light but Hermione could hear he was nervous.

Fred must have also noticed because he pulled away. He gave Hermione and apologetic smile and got out of bed. He opened the door, "Yes Georgie?"

George peered around and smiled at Hermione before giving Fred a letter. "Morning Mione, how are you feeling?" George asked.

"Fine, no thanks to you," Hermione replied.

George frowned, "I have been scolded enough thank you."

"Alicia?" Hermione guessed.

George nodded. Then he said, "I am sorry though."

"it's fine. No harm no foul," Hermione conceded.

George appeared to be relieved.

Fred was frowning as he read the letter.

"What is it?" Hermione asked.

"A letter from the ministry," Fred said tensely. "They are going to annul our marriage."

"On what grounds?" Hermione demanded.

"Fraud," Fred replied. "They say they have proof we weren't in a relationship. They want us at the ministry tomorrow to sign the papers and such."

Hermione sighed. "What should we do?" she asked.

"We need to talk to the Order," Fred told her. "Get dressed."