Dedication: To a writer who put in subliminal messages in her own fic to get me to update, kayko15. You little minx.

2nd Dedication: After writing a chapter like this, how can I not give a chapter dedication to the wonderful ladies at the Twin Exchange. They're a riot, I love them muchly.

Last time:

"I'm never too tired for this" she grinned wickedly as they both fell into the cotton sheets of the bed.

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Filling in the Gap

Chapter 25

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Half eaten dinners, accompanied by almost empty glasses of wine, were abandoned on the tiny glass table. Candles had become nothing but a small flickering flame on a thin piece of wax, floating in pool of melted wax. Clothes had been strewn across the floor and shadows danced over the pale walls that were lit up by the moonlight and roaring fireplace.

Two figures lay in the king sized bed, the silk sheets draped around their spoon shape, their skin glistening in sweat in the moonlight. The two's breathing was slightly ragged as their heartbeat slowed down whilst they were in a tangle of limbs. "To think," Fred mumbled as he sucked on a sensitive spot on Hermione's shoulder, "this time tomorrow, we'll be doing that in Paris as husband and wife."

"You obviously can't wait," Hermione replied.

Fred started placing soft butterfly kisses down her back. "I just don't understand why mum insisted that we sleep separately the night before our wedding."

"I think it has something to do with tradition," said Hermione. "Something you're meant to be a man of."

"Well every man has his limits. And I'll be dammed if my mother keeps me away from my gorgeous fiancé the night before my wedding."

"Well… you've certainly found a way around that."

"When there's a will, there's a way," Fred answered. "Not to mention, the fact that you all alone in a hotel room had my imagination in overdrive."

"Were you able to achieve your fantasies?"

"Nah," Fred said softly. "There was chocolate involved in my mind"

"You know that can be arranged."

Fred pulled Hermione closer and nibbled on her ear, "you little minx. This is exactly why nothing – not even tradition – will keep me away from you"

Hermione flipped over so that she was nose to nose with her future husband. "It's a good thing that I don't want you to keep away from me, then" she grinned before capturing his lips with her own. Fred moaned slightly as Hermione pushed herself against the muscled expanse of skin and his hands got reacquainted with her lower back. Hermione's hands got lost somewhere in the mop of red hair as his hands just kept moving lower and lower until…

A knock at the door sent the two flying apart.

"You know," Fred said. "When you said 'that can be arranged' I didn't literally think that you had arranged it."

"I didn't," Hermione whispered as there was yet another knock. The two watched the door, wondering who could be behind it.

"Hermione?" it was Ginny's voice. Hermione calmed down a bit whilst Fred groaned at the fact that his sister just interrupted the start of their love making. "Hermione? It's Ginny. Open this door."

Hermione was about to answer the female redhead when Fred clamped his hand over her mouth. "Don't say anything" he whispered. "If we stay perfectly quiet, she'll go away."

Ginny rapped on the door, with a bit more force this time. "Hermione Granger! Get your arse out here already!"

"Shh…" Fred murmured.

"C'mon Hermione, I know you're in there. Come on out," Ginny continued to whine.

"The same goes for you Fred."

"George?" Ginny questioned behind the door. "What on earth are you doing here?"

"I have reason to believe that our dear brother is in there, sister"

"What do… oh… eww."

Fred rolled his eyes as Hermione blushed a deep red. "Hermione, Fred," George yelled. "We're giving you ten minutes or we're barging in there"

"George!" Ginny scolded. "Maybe we should just leave them--"

"Gin, it's the night before their wedding. They aren't supposed to even see each other, let alone be shacking it up in Hermione's hotel room"

"I suppose--"

"Get out here now," George shouted outside. There was a slight pregnant pause before George added more gently, "or we'll tell mum that you two didn't keep to her wishes and spent the night before your wedding together." At these words, both Hermione and Fred scrambled out of bed. The both quickly gathered up the clothes, throwing over the ones that didn't belong to them and started to get dressed. Hermione was the first to finish getting changed as she only wore a simple black dress.

Hermione waited until her lover was mostly decent before opening the door. Within the next minute, Ginny and George stormed into the room, grabbing their intended individuals by the arm. "Merlin, can't you guys keep your hands to yourselves for one night? Your wedding night is going to suck," George commented as his brother did up the buttons of his shirt.

"I highly doubt that" Fred gave Hermione a sly wink and a grin as he did up the last few buttons of his shirt. Hermione blushed at the comment.

George groaned at the pair, "How I live with you two, I'll never understand."

"Enough of this," Ginny interrupted. She turned to the brunette, "as your maid of honour, I'm supposed to take you out and show you everything that you're going to miss now that you're marrying my git of a brother."

"Hey!" Fred interjected.

Ginny ignored him. "And George is Fred's best man, and therefore is his duty to take him out before you start nagging him every day for the rest of his life."

"I don--"

Ginny cut Hermione off, "honey, it's meant to be. Now you two are coming with us whether you like it or not. And we shall meet up tomorrow at the cathedral." Before either Hermione or Fred could protest against Ginny, both she and George apparated their intended to an unknown place for a night that was to end all nights.

A/N: Truth behind this very lame chapter is: I wanted to have a filler before the next chapter.

Which is… (drum roll)…

THE WEDDING!

Haha, bout time I got around to the wedding. I just wished I had updated this story long before Christmas because now I'm too obsessed with my Christmas presents to even consider coming to the computer, let alone write and update!!

But I will try, don't you worry. I will try.

I hope everyone had a fantastic Christmas and I will see you all in the New Year (don't fear, it's less than a week away).

Lots of Love,
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