131. Couch and Snogs
**Hermione's POV**
"I'm done dancing, Harry. Thank you" I hugged him.
"You're welcome, Hermione," Harry said with a smile.
"I better get some sleep. Goodnight, Boys" I waved.
"Night" Harry, George, and Fred said.
"You're not coming, Fred?" I smiled at him.
"Wait what? Wait for me!" Fred said as he hoped out of his chair and went to the small couch with me.
"And I thought you would be coming with me without me reminding you" I teased laying on the couch.
"I'm sorry. I just thought you just wanted to be alone" Fred lay down next to me.
"Well, at least I have my Teddy Bear," I joked.
"Ya..." Fred smiled putting his arm around me.
"What do you think Ron's doing?" I asked him quietly.
"I dunno. I just hope he's okay" Fred said softly.
"Anniversary is on its way" I smiled.
"A new Anniversary" Fred added. "Last year was horrible."
"At least we were together," I said simply.
"Ya. As long as I have you, it's always good" Fred whispered.
I looked at the lantern next to the couch and turned it off.
I shifted in Fred's arm to lay on his chest and whispered "Goodnight, Fred."
"Goodnight, 'Mione" He pulled me closer.
"I love you" I said before falling asleep.
Before I did so, I heard Fred respond, "I love you more."
I woke up to hear birds chirping.
"Fred" I tried to wake him up.
"Yes, Love?" He muttered
"Get up" I smiled softly.
"But it's the weekend. We do nothing but snog, eat, take walks, talk, and snog" Fred said.
"You already said song, Freddie," I laughed.
"We sang more than once," Fred shifted.
"What's first on the list today, then?" I said, facing him still laying on the couch.
"Snog" Fred smiled.
"Get ready, then Mister Weasley" I joked and kissed him.
He deepened the kiss and I broke the kiss a while later.
"No. I need more snogging" Fred whined.
"Time to eat" I sang.
"Snog a little bit more?" Fred asked pouting.
"Later, Fred" I giggled.
"Not even a little, 'Mione?" Fred asked.
"Get up, Weasley" I pulled him up.
"Not gonna fix my hair?" Fred asked with a smirk.
"I was" I smiled fixing his hair.
"Yay" Fred clapped his hands.
"Eating time" I said getting up.
"Take me there" Fred held out his hands.
I pulled him up and dragged him out of the room.
"Morning, Lovebirds" George teased.
"Morning" Fred and I sang in harmony.
