Hello my friends, I hope you liked the last chappie. Just so everyone knows Hermione and Harry won't be "getting together" (at least I think, lol) She kissed him strickly for the snitch. Sorry that I spelld "Quidditch" wrong a few times. I just forgot the "t" lol. I sadly don't own anything. (wish I owned Tom Felton though) Wellllll without further ado,

On with the Fic! Chapter Thirteen: The Kiss

The eight teens went into the kitchen to find Mrs. Weasley preparing dinner.

"Kids, we'll be sitting in the dinning room for dinner tonight. So, Harry, Hermione, Angelina, and Lavender, go take seat. Fred, George, Ron, stay in here and help me serve the food," Mrs. Weasley said.

"But Mum!" Ron whined.

"Ron!" Mrs. Weasley said in a angry tone.

"Fine," Ron said shuffling his feet.

The girls plus, Harry went into the dinning room and sat down. Lavender, Angelina, and Ginny immediately started talking about today's game. There was an eerie silence between Harry and Hermione because of the things that transpired that morning.

"Ummmm, Harry?" Hermione said hesitantly.

"Yeah Hermione?" Harry replied.

"Er, I just wanted to say that I don't want anything to change between us. Like our friendship or anything. I only kissed you so I could get the snitch," Hermione said staring at her plate, "Not that you're a bad kisser though," Hermione added as an afterthought.

Harry breathed a sigh of relief, "I don't want our Friendship to change either. Thank Merlin you said something, the silence was getting to me."

"Me too," Hermione replied laughing.

"GEORGE WEASLEY!" Mrs. Weasley bellowed from the kitchen.

"Wonder what he did?" Ginny said, withdrawing herself from the other conversation.

"I don't know, but it must have been bad," Hermione said.

At that moment the Twins, plus Ron came scampering out of the kitchen. The Twins had a mischievous grin plastered on their faces. Ron just looked sullen.

"So, what did you do this time?" Ginny asked, Lavender and Angelina nodded their heads in the backround.

"Dear sister, what makes you think that me and my handsome and overly wise brother had anything to do with mom screaming," George said. Hermione and Harry were trying not to laugh.

"Well maybe it's the fact that she screamed YOUR name," Ginny replied.

"Whatever," Fred said, dismissing the subject as he, his twin, and Ron put their dishes of food down on the table. The Twins took a seat on either side of Hermione, she squirmed slightly. Ron sat down in between Harry and Ginny. Mrs. Weasley came bustling out of the kitchen.

"Ohmygod! Mum, did you know you hair is purple?" Ginny stated with her hands over her mouth.

"Yes Ginny dear, of course I noticed," Mrs. Weasley said, giving the evil eye to the Twins.

"Why are we always the ones who get blamed," Fred said.

"Cause you're always the ones who do it!" Mrs. Weasley spat.

"We resent that mum!" George said mocking insulted.

"Oh shut up the both of you," Mrs. Weasley said getting annoyed.

"But purple is a very nice color on you," Fred mumbled under his breath.

Hermione snorted in her mash potatoes. He ment for George to hear him. He wasn't on the best terms with Hermione.

"You all right there Mione?" Ron said.

"Yeah, fine thanks," Hermione replied.

"So Mrs. Weasley, we're going to the ball tomorrow night. Right?" Lavender asked finishing her pudding.

"Yes dear," Mrs. Weasley said while clearing the table.

"Mum, how will we get there. There's so many of us." Ginny said.

"Ginny dear, your father has somehow managed to get cars from the Ministry," she replied.

"Oh that's great mum," Ron said shoveling the last bite of pudding in to his mouth.

"Ronald! Don't talk with your mouth full." Mrs. Weasley said.

"Okay now, everyone go into the living room and I'll bring a pot of tea," Mrs. Weasley said ushering the kids out.

The eight teens went and sat on the pillows that were on the floor.

"Gosh, I'm soooo tierd," Hermione said while yawning.

"Then why don't you just go to bed?" Fred said rudely.

"Geez Fred, what the hell is up your ass?" Hermione replied.

"Nothing," Fred said.

"Oh, you sure? Cause I coulda sworn that there was something up there," Hermione said suggestively. Everyone started sniggering under there breath.

"Whatever bookwrm," Fred said as he got up and went upstairs.

"Wellll, that was definitely strange," Ron said.

"I'm going to bed! That git ruined my night." Hermione said. Going up the staircase.

Hermione was going around the corner. She came to the Twins door, it was partially opened.

"Fuck, I'm not taking his crap anymore," And with saying that she went threw the door open with out knocking. She was meet by a surprising site. A shirtless Fred stood before her. His muscles perfectly toned from Quidditch. Hermione got a new opinion on Quidditch. His flaming red hair all messy. He turned around at the squeak of his bedroom door.

"Oh great, you again," Fred said rolling his eyes.

"What the hell is a matter with you? You're acting like a sodding prat!" Hermione said losing all sense of his hotness.

"A matter with me? What's a matter with you?" Fred said.

"You! You're what's a matter with me. You've been awful to me since we played Quidditch this morning! I don't get it! What the hell did I do?" Hermione said in a stage whisper so the people down stairs wouldn't hear her.

"I'm your problem? Ha! that's rich. Well if you hate me that much they why are you up here! Why don't you go and sit with Harry!" Fred replied taking a step forward.

"Ahhhhh! You boys are so stupid! I only kissed him cause I wanted to win!"

Hermione yelled following Freds lead and taking a step toward him. "THAT'S IT!

You're mad cause we won and you have to be our slaves for the rest of holiday!"

"Oh Hermione you're sooooooo smart!" Fred said sarcastically.

"Oh shut up!" She said.

"No! You shut up!" Fred said.

"No You!" Mione said.

"YOU!" Fred said.

"YOU!" Mione said.

"YOU!" Fred said.

"MAKE ME, DAMN IT!" Hermione said getting tired of this back and forth thing.

Next thing she knew Freds soft lips where pressed against her own. She

was shocked, his lips were so soft.

Hermiones POV

His lips moved against mine as he ran his tongue

over my bottom lip. I opened my mouth and welcomed his tongue in. His tongue hit

mine and it turned into a fierce battle of dominance. I found myself pressed against

the bedroom wall. His hand went to my cheek, from there it slid down my arm and

rested on my hip. I shivered with delight. Oh god, I'm gonna lose it. I deepened the

kiss as I ran my fingers threw his hair. His hands found my waist as he led me

away from the wall I was pushed up against. I felt myself being lowered onto his bed.

His lips left mine and I moaned in distress. His lips moved to my neck. He sucked on

it, then blew his cold breath there. I moaned with pleasure.

"Oh Fred," I moaned.

He was propped up on top of me, attacking me neck. Sucking and licking and making

me moan in pleasure. His lips were back on mine he was nibbling on my bottom lip.

I stuck my tongue into his mouth and explored it. He pulled back.

"Mmmmmm, peppermint," I said looking at his eyes. They were filled with lust, but so were mine. He just smirked and went back to business.

His lips were back on my neck. His hand where running up and down my sides. I

moaned again. Slowly I could feel hands on the buttons on my shirt, but the act

became more hurried, he was desperately trying to undo them. He got the first few undone and started attacking the

flesh that was now showing. He was sucking just above my right breast.

"Oh Merlin!" I said as he swirled his tongue where he was sucking. He shifted a little

so we wouldn't roll off the bed. I could feel his hard member pressed up against my

thigh. I was already wet. That just made it worse.

"Hermione? Hermione? Where are you?" I heard Ginny yell. I bolted up so fast

that instead of Fred being on top I was now straddling his waist.

"Ohmygod," I whispered horrified. Fred had a look of horror on his face.

Hello People, Hope you like that chappie. I thought it was pretty good. The kissing sence i think is ok. i wish i could do better, but i was writting it on the flight home from England. I had a good time. And GET this. i was four bus stops away from the town that Daniel Radcliffe lives in! i wish i coulda seen him. welll puhleeeeze Review!

Elizabeth A.K.A. dracos hottie27

P.S. Sorry if some of the grammar is wrong.