Emma opened her eyes and noticed Fred was still asleep. She quietly got out of bed and slipped into a pair of blue pj pants with monkeys doing the hula on it, a blue sweatshirt that was two sizes too big, and a pair of blue-fluffy-slip-on-house shoes. She went down to the kitchen and found a note on the table:

Emma and Fred,

Went to London. Be back later. Everyone else is with me.

Love,

Molly Weasley

P.S. Happy birthday Emma!!

Emma smiled and thought, Hmm…me, Fred, alone in the house. Oh the possibilities. She giggled to herself and made herself some hot chocolate. She sat in the living room, curled up on the couch, and began flipping through the channels before settling on a muggle show popular in the wizarding world called Buffy the Vampire Slayer. (Which I do not own.)

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An hour later, Emma turned off the TV and walked up to her room and found Fred still asleep, the sheet hanging dangerously low on his hips. She smiled and went to take a shower. She hoped that when she got out that Fred would be awake. If not, she'd have to wake him up.

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Emma stepped out of the shower about thirty minutes later. She was dressed in an ankle length pink patchwork skirt with embroidered butterflies, and a white chunky rib turtleneck sweater. She walked into the bedroom and found Fred STILL asleep. She smiled evilly as she put her plan in action. She straddled Fred, which hiked her skirt up quite a bit, and began a trail of kisses on his chest. By the time she got to his lips, he was awake. "Morning sleepy-head."

"Mmm…morning." he mumbled. "What time is it?"

"It's eleven."

"It's quiet."

"Everyone's in London so we have the house to ourselves." Emma smirked.

Fred grinned, "Oh goody." He pulled her down into a kiss. His hands slipped under her shirt and began lifting it up, when the front door opened.

"Honey! We're home!" they heard George yell.

"Shit." Emma mumbled and got off Fred. She threw Fred his pants and boxers.

Fred stood, put them on, and kissed her cheek, "See you downstairs." He apperated out. Emma straightened out her shirt and brushed out her hair so that it covered the one of two hickeys Fred 'lovingly' gave her the night before. She check herself in the mirror and headed downstairs.

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Fred had just pulled a black sweater on when the door opened revealing George, Ron, and Harry. "Hey guys, how was London?" Fred asked.

Ron nodded, "It was okay."

George smiled at his twin, "How was your night? I don't remember hearing your come in last night."

Fred blushed as red as his hair, "Um…well…"

"It's okay Fred," Harry said, "we know."

This caused Fred to blush even more. George put his arm around his twin, "Our wittle Freddy's become a man."

"George, if you value pleasing Katie every other night, you will not tell anyone about this. Especially mum and dad." He looked at Ron and Harry, "That' goes for you two as well. Tell no one."

Ron and Harry nodded, "Okay."

"Come on mates, mum probably wants us downstairs." George said walking out the door. The other boys followed.