He did say seven o'clock, didn't he? By the statue of the knight with one arm? Hermione fussed, checking the time for the eighth time in the past thirty seconds. It was approximately four minutes after seven. Just as it had been last time she looked.

She was extremely nervous, her heart beating faster than she ever thought possible. I can't believe I actually agreed to this...sneaking out of the castle. What was I thinking?! she thought in a panic. She was a prefect for crying out loud! If they got caught...she didn't even want to imagine the trouble they'd get in. He's got three more minutes, then I'm leaving! she resolved in an attempt to console herself. At least she could say she thought about saving her perfect record. She sighed. One more minute...at least I'll know how to get there on my own now for when he's gone, she thought, sadly, trying to forget that he was leaving here soon.

"Well hello there, Miss Granger! Fancy meeting you here," Fred's voice came from behind her. She turned quickly and wrapped her arms around him in a tight embrace, burying her face in his chest. He really is quite toned, she thought distantly. Must be all the Quidditch he plays... She tried to shake those thoughts from her mind. They had more important things to attend to than Fred's body.

"Take me now, before I change my mind," she ordered, her voice a bit strained.

"Oh, c'mon love, I've done this a million times. What are the odds of us getting caught the million and first time? And don't try to lie, I know your worried," he said, stepping back and gripping her arms loosely. He looked down at her for a moment, then kissed her forehead. "Trust me, Mione."

She sighed dramatically. "I trust you. Now, whisk me away to this mysterious shop slash flat! Have you had a chance to do anything with the place yet? Any furniture, or painting or..." Hermione continued asking questions about the shop and flat the whole way through the path, and Fred answered every one, a smile on his face the whole time. He was glad she was so interested, that she cared.

The path was mostly dark, as the only light they had came from their wands. It seemed to be a dirt floor and walls made of solid rock. Almost like a cave, but much smaller. They walked for about fifteen minutes before finally coming to a stop in a seemingly random spot on the journey.

"Is it nice and cozy? Not like this path I hope..." she inquired. "And why have we stopped? We're in the middle of the path...You better not have gotten us lost, Fred Weasley!" she said, poking him in the chest.

"Just give me a second to explain Hermione," he chuckled and took out his wand. "You're going to want to remember this." He ran his hand along the wall on the right, searching for something. "Aha! Gotcha...alright Mione, put your hand right here," he said, taking her hand and guiding it to the spot where his lay. He moved his and set hers in the spot. "Feel that indent there? Perfect size for a wand, eh?" He raised his eyebrows, and placed his wand into the narrow indent. Suddenly, the wall seemed to crack in two. The pieces moved apart slowly, revealing what appeared to be a living room.

There was a table in the middle of the room, with candles on all four corners, and two plates of food in the middle. A couch resided to their immediate right, behind the table. There were a few pictures on the apparently pale beige walls, mostly of the Weasley family together on Christmas, it appeared from the jumpers the family wore in each picture. Hermione's mouth was slightly ajar. She hadn't realized the twins could pull of something so...comfortable. Home-like.

"Fred this is...it's so..." She stepped into the room, speechless. Fred chuckled from behind her.

"I know. I don't know how Georgie and I did it either." The couple stood in silence for just a second, admiring the room. "Just wait til you see the store!" he exclaimed, obviously extremely proud. "But that has to wait. I'm starved." He grabbed her hand and brought her to the table with the food.

"Hermione Granger...welcome to our first official date."

A/N: I got an overwhelming response to my previous authors note about abandoning this fic, and I've decided to continue. I actually love this chapter, don't know what you ally thought though. I just wanna thank every one whadvises was me to keep going! Don't forget to review :)