(This is a short-chaptered, short-story full of romance and clichés. I hope people enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.

The characters are not mine; they belong to J K Rowling.

I'm sorry to everyone reading this story that it has taken so long to update. I am ashamed! I've just been very busy with College and life basically. Oh well, here it is, the long-awaited twelfth chapter in 'Pranksters have hearts'. I hope you enjoy. I'll try updating again soon and getting back on track)

Fred and George woke up the next morning feeling extremely refreshed. They packed their bags magically and carried their suitcases downstairs into the kitchen where all the other Weasleys, except Bill, and Hermione and Harry were already eating.

"Well, parents, family and guests, we've had a great weekend with you but we've got to leave after breakfast." Fred said as they sat down at the table and Molly placed two full plates in front of them.

They heard small noises of protest from Harry and Hermione who'd enjoyed having them around, and from Ginny who hadn't seen much of her older twin brothers since their arrival on Saturday.

"It's Monday and we've been away from the business long enough, now that business is blooming in Diagon Alley once more, so we can't stay away too long." George explained, then turned to his brother. "We need to hire more staff actually." George said as an after-thought.

"Well, we could ask Ron, Harry or Hermione if they want any work for the summer although they'd probably stay here at the burrow." Fred said.

"Or Ginny." George added.

"Yes, but she's a bit young and hasn't finished Hogwarts yet."

"Oi!" Ginny exclaimed, insulted.

"Neither have the other three though." George said.

"Oh yeah." Fred paused long enough to eat some of his breakfast. "Well, we could ask 'Mione then. She's not left Hogwarts, but would definitely be more suited to the job that Ron, or even Harry."

"I guess so, seeings as she is smart and probably wouldn't want to take any of the merchendise either. I think customers would like her actually, especially Hogwarts students who recognised her."

Fred nodded slowly. The twins grinned at each other and turned to ask Hermione if she wanted a job.

"I'd love to work with you." she said eagerly before they could ask.

"Did we ask?" the twins said in unison mockingly.

"No, you didn't, but you did your conversation in front of all of us." She replied, smirking.

"Fine. You win. So, you want a job. That's great. What's better is you want a job with us. So, I say, finish your breakfast,"

"I have finished." Hermione interrupted.

"Alright, well, I say that once my twin and I have finished our breakfast the three of us will go into the living room and talk about hours, pay etc. Sound okay to you?" George asked.

Hermione nodded.

The twins grinned and pushed their empty plates away.

"Thanks Mum, great grub as always." Fred thanked his Mum as George got up and kissed her cheek. Then they walked out of the kitchen. A few seconds later they re-appeared. "Aren't you coming?" George asked.

Hermione smiled at Harry and Ron, thanked Mrs Weasley and then followed the twins into the living room.

Inside the living room the three young adults sat down in some armchairs with a table in the centre. Fred acciod some parchment over and scribbled things down as George talked to Hermione.

"We need a shop assistant. Basically, your job would involve getting stock in, putting it out in the store and then serving customers. I'm sure you can handle all of that. You would start work at 10 each morning and end around 4, but you might do overtime some days which means you'll be working until 6. You'd be working weekdays but not on weekends and we'd hire you until you start at Hogwarts again. You get an hour long lunch and two half hour breaks throughout the day. Your pay is negotiable depending on how well you work, we'll probably start you on aroung 15 sickles but if you work as hard as we think you will we might give oyu a galleon per hour instead. That's it really, how does it sound?" George asked.

"It sounds really good actually." Hermione replied smiling.

Fred stopped writing and handed the parchment to George wh read it then handed it to Hermione.

"Well, here's your contract." he said.

Hermione read through and smiled, everything seemed fine to her. She used her wand to produce her favourite quill and then she signed her name on the bottom, handing it back to the twins who signed it after that. They both shook her hand, grinning. Hermione couldn't help but grin also.

"We live in the flat above the store and we'll also be working alongside you but we also make business trips to places to get new products, we also experiment, which we might need your help with, and we might leave you to open or close the store which means you'll get a set of keys." Fred said. He took some keys out of his pocket, laid them on the table, muttered a spell and an identical pair appeared beside them which he pointed at, gesturing for Hermione to take them. "And, of course, our parents are fine with you staying here, so it means you can apparate or floo to work and back each day, which suits everyone fine. If you're ill, just owl us, and we understand it is your summer holidays so if Harry and Ron make plans that happen on a weekday we don't mind you taking the odd day off here and then to spend with them, seeing as you're only going to work with us for two or three weeks. It's a shame you've got to go back to Hogwarts actually, but at least you can earn some money."

"Exactly." Hermione said "Thanks you two for the offer and I'll see you soon." She hugged them goodbye.

"Well, you can start work today if you want. Means more money." George said.

"Good point, alright. You two can go say goodbye to everyone and then I'll go with you." Hermione said.

They entered the kitchen and said goodbye to their family, and Hermione said she was off to work, and then the three of them went out into the garden and apparated to Diagon Alley.