Hermione was always up at the crack of dawn bustling around in the kitchen. Fred grumbled as he reached the kitchen.
"Fred! Since when do you get up before noon?" she asked, looking at him concerned.
"Since you are down here banging around! Don't you have a boyfriend to snog in the morning or something?"
"Not anymore!"
"You sound a little too happy about that."
"That's because I am now free to pursue the man of my dreams!"
"Oh yeah? And who is that?"
"You."
Fred stumbled and watched her float out of the room, cup in hand, humming softly. That must have been some strong coffee.