Chapter 25: Precautions

The rest of the summer went by way too quickly; during the day Hermione helped the twins run the shop and at night she was either in the living room with both of the twins, or in Fred's room with him alone.

Before she knew it, it was August 30th and she was leaving for Hogwarts in only two days. The twins and Hermione wanted to celebrate that the shop was going so well, and they decided that the best way to do that was to party. They had therefore invited Harry, Ron, Ginny, Lee and Verity along with them to a pub in Diagon Alley.

They were to meet at 8.30 in the twins' flat and Hermione counted the minutes. She hadn't seen any of her schoolmates since they left Hogwarts for the summer holidays almost two months earlier and she was therefore very excited.

It was just as wonderful to see them again as she had expected. They stayed in the twins' flat until 10.30 and then left for the bar, which they had reservations for at 11 o'clock.

"You guys can just go ahead," Hermione said, "I think I'll have to change my shoes, my feet hurt like crazy."

"I'll wait for you then," Fred smiled and directed his attention to the others saying: "we'll meet you guys there," before closing the door behind Ginny who was the last to leave.

Hermione was already in Fred's room trying to find another pair of shoes to wear. Fred went behind her, grabbed her butt, rubbed slowly, and hoped she would accept his invitation.

"Fred, I really just wanted to change my shoes," Hermione laughed, but Fred sighed unhappily.

"Come on, just a quickie, Herms?"

"The others are waiting for us," Hermione said, "Fred, please stop."

He didn't stop. Instead, he began trailing one of his hands down her stomach until he touched her pussy.

She was about to get really annoyed with him:"FRED! Will you leave me alone? I said I'm not in the mood for that right now."

"Fine," he said, just as annoyed as she was.

"Are you seriously giving me a cold shoulder just because I'm not in the mood?" She crossed her arms.

"No, Hermione. I'm giving you the cold shoulder because you haven't been in the mood for three bloody weeks!"

"I've been busting my ass off helping you during the day, so excuse me for being tired at night."

"Well you haven't been 'busting your ass off' today so why the hell wont you?" he half-yelled.

"I just told you, I'm not in the mood! Is that really so hard for you to comprehend?"

"I can tell when you're lying and it does not suit you, Hermione. I can barely touch you anymore without you jumping in to the air. I just want to know why!"

"Because I'm pregnant, you inattentive brat!"

He stared at her in utter disbelief for a few seconds before muttering, "you're pregnant?"

"Yes… No… I don't know, Fred. It's two weeks late and I'm never late."

"But we took every precaution…"

"I know. I guess we'll just have to wait and see. Come on let's go find the others."

Fred stood dumbstruck in his room, looking at his girlfriend who walked out the room in her newfound shoes.