In the Rising Consciousness of a Prankster

by Sneezy Mouse

Fred and Hermione are still together and still very happy. However, with the pre-wedding stress that befalls the two, the plans may or may not go off without a hitch. Still, Fred chronicles it all in his entertaining way. AU as of OoTP.

8. The Granger Reaction

Author's Note: Before I say anything else, I realized that I have not been doing disclaimers of any nature for this story. So:

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This chapter was supposed to be up earlier, but I was getting "The Page Cannot Be Displayed" message for FanFiction.Net. But I finally did it and here it is! WEEE!

:*: 7 – The Granger Reaction :*:

As predicted, Hermione was released form the hospital in about forty-five minutes in complete health. Needless to say, we were all very relieved.

I was still on needles with Percy. He stopped yelling at me, and I at him… but it was still quite tense when we were in the room together. As for Mum, I haven't talked to her yet today so I guess she took my words to heart and didn't think I was able to have a child, young as I was.

I guess now would be a good time to release a secret that is quite callous and something I wouldn't normally admit:

I wasn't sorry for what I said.

Yes, I made my mum cry, my dad feel (probably) really angry with me and alienated myself from my family which up until that moment, had been the most important thing in my life.

Another thought that had crossed my mind was that, though I had alienated myself from the old family, Hermione and I were about to have a family of our own; and that's when I realized that we had yet to tell Hermione's parents what was going on.

"We should tell them," Hermione said quietly when I brought it up the next day. "But we have the dinner tonight. Should we tell them?"

I looked at the clock on the wall.

"We have the whole day, Hermione," I responded. "Dinner isn't until the evening."

Hermione looked down at her stomach and lightly brushed her fingers over it.

"Hermione," I said tenderly, taking her hands and looking her in the eyes. "What happened with my family is not going to happen with yours. Of course, your dad might beat me into a sodding pulp, but at least your mum won't get all… mad."

Hermione nodded.

"Then let's tell them," she said. "And hey! If they do get mad, at least we'll get it over with."

"That's the spirit!" I said cheerily. "So, we'll get disowned from your family and then have a dinner party! This is the best day ever!"

Hermione laughed and put on her coat, as did I.

"We're not going to get disowned. My Mum will be ecstatic… my father, well. He might be a bit shirt towards you for a bit, but once he sees how happy I am he'll be okay. Also, you're not going to bow out before leaving again, are you?" Hermione asked.

I smirked guiltily.

"Not anymore."

"Fred Weasley, you are too much."

I smirked again.

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"Mum?" Hermione said as she opened the front door. "Dad?"

"Hermione?" her father's voice called out from what I believed to be the living area. My thoughts were confirmed when Hermione led me through her house and we were planted in front of her father. He was in a picture-esque father pose: sitting in the big, comfy chair reading the newspaper and drinking some coffee. He got out of his big chair, however, when Hermione walked in.

"Hello, Hermione," he said, giving her a big fatherly bear hug. Lucky bitch. I got a big fatherly yelling at.

"Where's Mum?" Hermione asked as her father released her.

"She's out in the garden," he said. "You want to go get her? I need to have a talk with Fred for a moment."

Oh, bloody Hell.

Hermione gave a semi-amused, semi-fearful look towards me (which, I might add, didn't help my own mind-numbing fear) and headed out to the garden to get her mother.

"Sit down, Fred," Jeffrey Granger said in a pleasant voice.

"Er…" I said. "You're not going to yell at me, are you? Because if you are, I'm just going to leave."

Jeffrey laughed and said, "not at all, son. Just sit down."

I nodded and sat down.

"I just want to thank you," he said, surprising me. I must have looked it too, for he laughed a bit before continuing on. "You have made my daughter so happy. Ever since she wrote us home to tell about how the two of you got together, she has been in such high spirits. We, as in her mother and I, know that there were some dark times in, er, your world. The wizarding world. We also knew that Hermione was under a lot of stress and fear from being of Muggle parentage. We don't know a lot of the details – Hermione wishes for us not to know and we're okay with that. The point is, Fred, that throughout all of that, she still had a small little glow in her eyes and a bounce in her step. And her mother and I believe that's from you. You treat her well, you make her laugh and most importantly, you love her."

"I always will, sir."

Sir? Who the hell was I talking to? Dumbledore?

"I know," Jeffrey said. "I can tell that you mean it. And I know that she means it too."

I smiled and heard the back door open and shut, Hermione's voice following.

"Dad," she called. "When I get in there, Fred better be alive."

"Don't worry, I am," I replied.

She walked in a second later with her mum, Fiona.

"So what did you two talk about?" Fiona asked.

"Nothing at all important," Jeffrey responded.

Hermione smiled happily.

I however, suddenly felt very guilty. Here are these two parents who love their daughter so much and they respect me and know that I would never do anything to harm their daughter… one minor detail.

"I knocked her up!" I wailed loudly.

Three shocked Granger faces whipped quickly towards me.

"I'm so sorry, Mr. Granger," I began. "But I love her so much and you know people who are in love they do stuff sometimes and sometimes other stuff comes out of it and I'm so sorry because I shouldn't have ever touched her and I feel horrible especially after what you said but this makes us happy I understand if you want to kill me now."

I said all of this very fast and very loudly and I still had three very confused Granger faces on me. Hermione's was the only one that was beet red.

Jeffrey and Fiona's were the only ones that had huge smiles plastered upon their faces.

"Hermione," her mother said. "Is this true? Are you going to have a baby?"

Hermione looked up, afraid of a Weasley reaction-type response and said in mouse-sized voice, "yes."

Fiona and Jeffrey looked at one another and immediately swooped their daughter up their arms.

"Oh, Hermione. This is wonderful!" Jeffrey called.

"Really?" Hermione asked, squished between her two parents. "You're not angry with us? I mean, we're not married and we're really young and – "

"Dammit, Hermione," I said, finally coming out of the stupor that had encased me after my big ramble. "They're happy for us! Don't try to talk them out of it!"

The three laughed and opened their arms to welcome me into their family hug. I guess that meant I was officially part of the family.

"Have you told anyone else yet?" Jeffrey questioned, still looking very happy for the two of us.

Hermione and I looked at one another warily and I said, "my parents."

I'm sure that by the looks of our faces, we told that my parents weren't as happy with the bundle of joy because they asked no more questions about my parents. Instead, they invited us to stay for dinner.

"Oh," I said. "We'd really like to, but Hermione has scheduled a little dinner party with some friends. We actually should be going."

"Tomorrow night, then?" Fiona asked. "We'll call some family and friends over. However, I do think I'll tell them beforehand of why we're having them over. Fred, you seem to have an interesting way of telling our family important news."

My ears got hot and I nodded sheepishly.

"We'll definetly be here tomorrow, Mum," Hermione said, taking my hand. "Bye Mum, Dad."

"Bye, Hermione. See you tomorrow night, Fred."

I waved and we Disapperated.

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"Oh, God," Hermione said when we popped back into the flat. "They're happy! Oh that's so – OH MY GOD! Look at the time. I told everyone to be here at five thirty. It's five fifteen. We can't cook anything in fifteen minutes!"

"But," I said. "We are wizards, Hermione. We can conjure things up in about fifteen seconds."

Hermione brightened and bustled into the kitchen and found and spell cooking book and said some incantations. In a matter of seconds, the dining table had twenty two place settings on it. I quickly did some in-head math and asked Hermione,

"Why are there eight extra place settings?"

"Well," Hermione said. "You were right about needing two extra bridesmaids so I thought I should invite Parvati and Lavender over. Then I began thinking about what my other acquaintances from Hogwart's were doing so I invited Dean. Seamus and Neville over. Then the three girls you used to hang out with, Angelina, Alicia and Katie, popped into my mind so… It should make for some interesting conversation."

"Especially for Ron since he dated Lavender in his seventh year."

"Oh, right. Oh well, this is my party not Ron's."

"We're shafting Ron. I like this party already."

"Oh shut up," Hermione said, moving some conjured dinner over to the table. It appears that we were having spaghetti and salad for dinner. Delicious.

The doorbell rang signaling the arrival of our first guests. I figured it was Hermione's friends because wizards wouldn't ring the doorbell or knock. They would just pop right in… which is going to be a problem if the Apparate in while Muggles are present.

Hermione walked back in the room with three girls in tow. "Fred," she said. "These are my close friends and three of my bridesmaids. Caty," she said, pointing to a blonde with blue eyes. "Holly," she said next pointing to a red-head with brown eyes, "And Lonnie," she said, pointing to a brunette with rainbow streaks in her hair and brown eyes. "Meet Fred, my fiancé."

"Hey," I said. They all smiled and said hello back.

"So, Hermione," the blonde – Caty – asked. "Who else is all coming? Boys, perhaps?"

"Lord, Caty! Is that all you ever think about?" the rainbow-streaked – Lonnie – asked.

"You should hear her, Hermione," the red-head, Holly, said. "She's constantly talking about how she's in need of a good shag."

I snorted with laughter.

"What?" Hermione asked.

"Just funny, that's all," I replied, voice full of mirth.

Holly was about to reply, but there was a loud "THUMP" outside. I opened are front door and there was Oliver, Lee, Katie, Angelina and Alicia all rubbing parts of their body as if pained in a serious manner. I, once again, began laughing.

"What did you do?" I asked.

"I guess we all tried to Apparate to the same place at the same time," Katie replied. "Got all banged up on the dismount, though. Anyways, FRED!" she squealed, getting up and giving me a huge hug. Angelina and Alicia followed suit. I saw Oliver and Lee exchange amused looks and so they squealed out (quite sarcastically) "FRED!" and joined the throng.

Hermione came out to the hallway and when Angelina saw her, released me and went to give Hermione a big hug. Katie and Alicia followed her and soon another giant group hug was in progress.

"So," Alicia asked. "How are you two? The wedding is so close!"

"I know," Hermione said. "And we still aren't done planning for it. Fred isn't too helpful on the wedding plans. All he wants to be in charge of is showing up to the wedding."

"If I were planning the wedding," I responded. "We wouldn't be dressing up. We'd be allowed to come in our denim trousers and t-shirt if we so desired."

"I think Fred should plan the wedding," Lee nominated.

"I second that," Oliver agreed. Angelina whapped him on the shoulder. "I hate tuxedos."

"No, you'll be wearing a navy blue suit, Oliver. I have the designs already picked out. Oh, that reminds me, Fred – "

"Hermione," I interrupted. "This dinner… thing was supposed to be about hanging out with old friends and new and having them get to know one another. Not have endless discussions about the wedding plans."

"Right," Hermione said, nodding.

"She won't shut up about the damn wedding," I explained to the crowd of people whom, oddly enough, were still standing in the hallway (Hermione's friends were in the doorway). "Endless yammering. It's another sign of – "

"Fred Weasley. If you mention wedding dementia one more time I am going to hex you," Hermione warned.

I was about to respond, but soon came three screams from inside the apartment. I looked over and Lonnie, Caty and Holly were looking mighty scared by something in the apartment. Then I heard George's voice.

"Hey, you three Hermione's old mates?" he asked.

"Where did they come from?" Holly asked Hermione. "They just sort of appeared in your flat!"

"Oh, right! Muggles," George said. "Forgot about that. Sorry. Well, er… Miranda and I were here earlier. We just… er… were in the bathroom and er…"

"Both of you?" Caty asked suspiciously.

"Well," George responded. "You've got to be in a private location for an impromptu shag, you know."

"George!" Miranda chastised. "Lei sono incredibile."

"Dolente. Ma sono Muggles. Che altro sono stato supposto per dire?"

"Non che avevamo il sesso nella sua stanza da bagno del fratello! Onestamente!" Miranda retorted, giving George a look. Then she turned to the rest of us and said, "Ciao. I am Miranda."

"We figured," Lee responded. "Didn't think George would be shagging someone that wasn't his girlfriend. Though there was that one time in seventh year…"

"No," Alicia said. "That wasn't someone other than his girlfriend. That was someone else's girlfriend."

Angelina looked a little playful and replied to Alicia, "yes. It was Katie if I'm not mistaken."

"Angelina!" Katie said.

"George," Oliver said, turning a bit red. "You shagged my girlfriend… behind my back?"

"You said you needed a break from me," Katie responded angrily. "I was upset and George was there for me and not being some stupid, pompous Quidditch player."

"Doesn't give you a right to shag other guys!" Oliver yelled.

"WE WERE ON A BREAK!" Katie screamed.

"Oh, this is classic," Angelina muttered.

Thankfully, a diversion was made in the form of my brother Ron popping in… quite literally.

Did I mention he popped in right on top of Lonnie?

Lonnie fell. Ron fell on top of her. Lonnie screamed. Ron stood up. Lonnie screamed. Holly helped Lonnie up. Lonnie looked at Ron. Ron smiled. Lonnie fainted.

It was a whole big, amusing scene… especially when Hermione began yelling at Ron.

"What did I tell you?" she hissed. "My friends from before Hogwart's were coming to dinner tonight! Do you know what that means, don't you? They are Muggles! You don't just Apparate into a place with Muggles, you imbecile!"

"Sorry, Hermione," Ron said, turning a very bright red. "I forgot."

"Obviously," came another voice from the doorway. It was Ginny, with Harry on her arm.

"We took the bus!" Ginny exclaimed. "Muggle transportation. It was so exciting. We told Ron not to Apparate because we remembered about your friends being here and we didn't want to break about a thousand laws."

Caty and Holly were standing far away from everyone else, holding up Lonnie who was still passed out. They both were looking very amused by all of this with just a small bit of shock.

"Well, this must be the right place," said an unrecognizable female voice from the hallway. "I don't know anyone other than a Weasley that would be causing this much commotion."

Soon, two vaguely familiar, yet unidentifiable girls walked in. They were almost immediately pegged as Lavender and Parvati because when they walked in, the squealed, "Hermione!"

They ran over and the three girls shared a big hug.

"We were so excited when we got your letter!" Parvati exclaimed. "In fact, Lavender and I had just talked about how we never are in touch with our old Hogwart's friends. And with the wedding coming up! It's so exciting. It's so good to see you, isn't it, Lavender?"

Lavender, however, was smirking at Ron.

"Hello, Lavender," Ron choked.

"Why hello, Ron. How nice to see you," Lavender said pleasantly. Noticing his gawking stare, Lavender commented, "Oh, I see you've noticed my new figure. Well, I tried a great diet and now look at me! A size two, can you believe it? Although, extra-small shirts don't really fit around my bust, which as you can tell, stayed the same as it used to be."

"What are you going on about?" Ginny asked.

"Didn't your brother tell you?" Lavender asked. Ginny shook her head. "Why, Ron here broke up with me in seventh year because I was getting fat!'"

"Ron!" said about every girl in the room.

"How could you!?" Hermione cried. "Breaking up with a girl because she's too fat."

"That's not what I said!" Ron defended, then turned to Lavender. "You asked if you looked to fat in the dress robes you were wearing and I said it seemed to be pulling at the side seams a bit. I didn't want you to go somewhere then have your robes burst open! And then you got all outraged with me and yelled at me for so long that I broke up with you. I was sick of your god damn harping!"

Lavender looked about ready to burst and soon started laughing like a loon.

"I just love seeing you get mad, Ron," she cackled. "You're face gets so red! I've missed it for so long."

Ron's red face quickly turned to a pale white, then back to a deep red when he noticed that everyone else in the room was laughing at him too.

At this point, I would like to say that this dinner was turning out to be one of the most entertaining experiences of my life. I couldn't wait until Percy got here and found out that Ron Apparated onto a Muggle. Percy will be so mad.

"Anyway." Parvati smiled. "Seamus and Dean are parking the car and waiting for Neville. They didn't trust that he'd be able to get upstairs in one piece."

"You two came you them, then?" Hermione asked.

"Not as dates or anything," Lavender commented. "We all got together right after you sent us the invites and decided it'd be much more logically for us to arrive together."

Hermione nodded. A few seconds later, three men whom I assumed were Neville, Seamus and Dean walked into the flat and began chatting happily with everyone else in the room. I thought I should give them some sort of award or something. You know, for being to only guests that didn't cause some horrendous scene after they walked in.

Soon, Percy and Caitlin arrived. Percy quickly told me that while he's still a bit angry with what happened the day prior, he wasn't going to hold a grudge and that we'd just never speak of it again. I began talking with Caitlin about how Zonko's was doing and Percy, as predicted, began criticizing Ron about breaking the Magic in Front of Muggles laws. Ron was turning all shades of colors. Quite funny, really.

Hermione had made her way over Caty, Holly and the now-awake Lonnie and was apologizing most profusely to her three friends for all the calamity of the party so far.

"Hermione," Lonnie said. "I'm fine. It was just a bit of a shock, you know, having some random bloke landing on your head. I'm fine, really."

"God, Hermione," Holly added. "We're not idiots. We know that you're a witch."

Hermione coughed and sputtered a bit.

"Your mum told us ages ago," Caty added. "We were always wondering about your school and eventually your mum just told us. Not that big of a deal. I assume the rest of the people in here are magical as well?"

I, overhearing this conversation, took this as a perfect opportunity to pull out my wand and set of a rainbow of sparks that shot about the room.

"Dammit, Fred," Percy said angrily. "You broke the Decree for Wizardry #123 for using magic in front of Muggles."

I rolled my eyes ad made the sparks disappear.

"That was so cool," Caty said. "Do something else!"

"I'm afraid," I replied. "That if I do, my brother Percy here might have a heart attack."

George got the hint, pulled out his wand, and soon my flat's living room was identical to something of an island paradise. Palm trees, sand on the floor, ukulele music playing softly in the background.

"You could at least close the door!" Percy yelled.

Lee took out his wand and closed the door with a spell. Percy turned purple.

"Percy, breathe," Caitlin said soothingly. "It's not a big deal. They know about it already so it's not going to kill anyone if they get a bit of a show." Then she whispered something in Percy's ear.

Caitlin must be one persuasive girl because Percy got a pink tinge in his cheeks. But he didn't say anything about the use of magic for the rest of night.

Speaking of which, the rest of the night went swimmingly. We decided to keep the tropical theme in the room and we ate our dinner and had pleasant conversation. Parvati and Lavender accepted Hermione's invite to become bridesmaids. Hermione and I, after we retired to the couches and comfy chairs, told our friends about the upcoming bundle of joy and everyone was very happy for us. Percy, Ron, Ginny and Harry all agreed to try and get Mum to see that Hermione and I were ready for it. All in all, it was a great night.

After everyone had left, Hermione and I turned the apartment back right and cleaned up.

"I think that went well, don't you?" I asked.

Hermione softly laughed. "Now, once we get through tomorrow nights dinner, we'll be in the clear."

"Tomorrow nights dinner?" I asked, then remembered. "Right. The one with your family."

"Yes. And you better be prepared because Aunt Dolores is going to be there."

I paled.

"Damn. Could I maybe not – "

"You're going," Hermione said.

"Damn."

Author's Note: That was a thirteen page chapter according to Microsoft Word. Not excruciatingly long, but the longest in this story as of yet. I must say that Non-Perfect Percy was a big hit with all of you. Maybe I'll have him get completely sloshed at the wedding or something. That could be fun! As for the Italian spoken by Miranda and George, I got it off a translation site so if it is grossly wrong, let me know. For those of you, like me, that don't know Italian, here is what was said:

Lei sono incredibile: You are unbelievable

Dolente. Ma sono Muggles. Che altro sono stato supposto per dire?: Sorry. But they're Muggles. What else was I supposed to say?

Non che avevamo il sesso nella sua stanza da bagno del fratello! Onestamente: Not that we were having sex in your brother's bathroom. Honestly!

Ciao: Hello

If you know Italian and, if all of that was incorrect, you can drop in a review or e-mail what the real translation of it is and I'll be happy to correct it. This week, my thanks go to:

lyn: Thanks for the compliments. I don't think I'll be writing a whole new version of this with Order of the Phoenix in mind. I have a close to twenty other stories to work on before I do that. Good idea, though.

Queen of the Jungle: I love Percy, despite everything. I'm glad he was characterized nicely. And since the wedding is looming and there are still major family issues to be resolved in the Weasley house, there will be more Percy! YAY!

Quiet One: Glad to know that Mrs. Weasley had a realistic reaction (at least, as realistic as a fictional character can get). The hospital thing was basically just a filler event so I didn't have to think of another plot line, so I'm glad it was good.

Lady Laughs-A-Lot: Yes, our poor deceased friend will be in the story later. Much later, as in wedding chapters. But it makes me happy too. Thanks for the review. Hey, that rhymed!

Spordelia Chase: As I said, the hospital thing was just me grabbing plot straws. It took me ages to find a complication that would arrive so early in a pregnancy. But I found it and hooray for me. Glad you liked so much about chapter six. It was a doozy to write. Oh, and the "Farty Barty" part was my favorite scene in the whole story so far.

Gwen Potter: You know, I didn't give much thought to the name of the Slytherin who Fred had sex with. If you really want to know, her name was… Sophia Ashwinder. Yeah, that sounds good. Anyways, I'm glad you enjoyed the whole Percy scene. I love Percy.

dragonbrat: The Granger Reaction wasn't nearly as apocalyptic as the Weasley one, but I hope you enjoyed in nonetheless.

clare: I'm glad you like the chapter. Thanks for the review!

BellethePhilosopher'sCookie: Happy Birthday! Have fun in Italy, you lucky dog. Glad to here life is treating you good.

Hollie: Yes, Aunt Dolores will be very interesting next chapter. It'll be a hoot and a half, I promise. Yes, you get a cameo, you are on my list. Glad you enjoyed the last chapter and hope this one was just as good.

StRaWbErRiEs AnD BlUeBeRrIeS: I updated. Hope you enjoyed. By the way, your name is really complicated to write out. Also, have you ever seen the play Oliver! It's a musical version of the book Oliver Twist and it has this song called "Who Will Buy" and there's this part that goes "Ripe strawberries RIPE!" and your name reminds me of that song. My high school did it for the spring play this year and I was one make-up crew and had to here that song everyday. It's a good thing, I assure you. Sorry. That whole thing was just so random.

oneiros lykos: If you've never read it, try Pensieve by Oy! Angelina. It is one of the most amazing works of both Marauder-era stories and fan fiction in general. And Sirius is hilarious in it. Hope you enjoy.

Alexandra: You rock too. Thanks for the suggestions and the review.

Hannah Holt: Thanks for the review. I'm putting the finishing touches on the chapters I'm going to send you, since you're helping me out. Expect them by the end of the week.

Isadora: Yeah. I've taken a lot of liberties with Percy, but I don't care. Everything can't be perfect. Happy to know you still like it, though.

Black Rein: She had a uterus cyst meaning a cyst, er… in her uterus. Nothing life threatening, but they apparently can be pretty damn painful. And just so you know, Hermione will NOT be having a miscarriage nor will she lose the baby because, as we all know from chapter one, she does indeed have a child.

Desda Ryelle: Awesome that your way into this story. Thanks for the review.

CrackHead: Hey! My nickname in eighth grade was Crack Head. What a coincidence. That's sad about how if Percy died you would laugh, but to each his own. Though I'll admit that if a certain other character in the story dies, I won't be the least bit sad. I won't say who, but if you really want to know you can e-mail me. Thanks for reviewing.

LadyLupin1020: The dead character seemed to be everyone's favorite character. It's just so heartbreaking. But just think of "Farty Barty" and all shall be sunshine and daisies once again. Not really, but whatever.

MuggleLover: Your ramble about fitting inside the book was hilarious, I must say. Thanks for making me laugh and for the super long review. I appreciate them both!

green smurf: God, I read the first line of your e-mail and I got really sad thinking I had received a flame. Glad to know you just wanted to try it out and don't really think my story sucked. On the contrary, you appear to honestly enjoy it and I am very glad about that. Thanks for jumping on the Prankster bandwagon. Wee!

Angel: I added your cameo to my list of cameos, so "Nicole" will be a Weasley cousin. Thanks for the review.

sweetevangeline: I've outdone myself? Well, I hope I did it again with this chapter. I'm sure you'll outdo yourself in the next chapter of "Lightning Bolts…" which needs to be updated ASAP!!!! Just kidding. Update at your own pace.

Blue Eyed Angel: Yeah. The whole Fred-newspaper thing was a completely out of the blue idea. I'd seen it before with other characters, but never with Fred. I gave it a go and you all seem to love it. Thanks for the review!

See you all in chapter eight!