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"So am I a friend, or more than a friend?" he asked with a slight smile.

"I think I'll let you figure that out," replied Hermione, before kissing him once more.

Chapter 5 Secrets

Hermione sat on the bed next to Fred. She just couldn't keep the smile off her face. She had walked into the room not six minutes ago, and she hadn't stopped smiling the entire time. She had never been this happy with Ron. She turned to look properly at Fred who was sitting next to her, and he grinned mischievously.

"Well, I think after a feeble kiss like those last ones were, that sadly, I'm only a friend," he pouted.

"Hey!" said Hermione, giving him a shove. Then she arranged her face in a frown similar to his. "You take that back."

"Well, if I must," said Fred, grinning once more. Then he put his arms around her and pulled her to him. He crashed his lips on hers, and she savored the hot fiery kiss. Just then, she gasped slightly as his tongue ran across her lips begging for her to open for him. She obliged, and they were searching each other with fever, as if trying to memorize every inch of each other. His hands found their way to her hair, and he ran his fingers through it, making her sigh into his mouth.

They continued until they each were desperate for air, and when they pulled apart, Hermione felt a sense of loss.

"Suddenly I feel like more than a friend," breathed Fred, still trying to catch his breath, lips swollen from kissing.

Hermione grinned at him, and then heard a pounding on the door. She looked curiously over at it, just as she heard Fred mumble, "stupid git" under his breath. Before Hermione had the chance to ponder who Fred was referring to, she heard a shout from the other side of the door.

"I'm coming in now!" cried George. Then the door flew open, revealing George standing there with his hands over his eyes. "Is the coast clear?" Fred had an evil smile on his face, as he regarded his twin with thought. He turned to Hermione, and mouthed something to her. She didn't get it so he tried again. His mouth formed the word 'gasp', and then he pointed to her indicating that she should do it. She looked questioningly at him, before her gaze fell on George, and she smiled, knowing his plan.

Just as George went to lift his hands, she let out a loud gasp, and heard Fred cry, "Bloody hell, George! Wait a sec."

They watched sniggering silently as George's jaw dropped. "Bloody hell, I didn't think that I'd actually need to wait." He pressed his hands closer to his eyes, and stood there. After about five minutes, George got angry, and cried," Look, I need to talk to you and I'm not going to wait all night so if you're not ready screw it!"

He took his hands off is eyes to see Fred and Hermione shaking with silent laughter. His hands fell limply at his sides, and he looked angry for a moment as he figured out what was going on, but ten his face broke into a grin.

"What did you need to talk about?" asked Fred curiously. George's smile left his face. He sat down on his bed, across from Fred and Hermione.

"I'm happy for you two and all but…" George trailed off looking at Hermione.

"But what?" prompted Fred.

"Well your er, relationship thingy, it's kind of not something you two should tell mum about." George looked as if he was trying desperately not to say the wrong thing, and Hermione wondered why. He kept looking at her.

"Because of Ron," Fred ventured.

"Well yeah," began George. "That's half of it."

"Spit it out George," said Fred, getting impatient.

"It's illegal."

Fred's eye's widened, and he looked nervously at Hermione. Her mouth formed an 'o' as she realized what they were thinking. They were nervous because of her 'Percy-ish attitude' about things, as Ron had called it once. This however was something she had thought about the past week, and had discussed with Ginny weeks ago. A smile came to her face.

"This has got to be a first," she said, grinning at them. "The famous Weasley twins are afraid to break a rule?" The twins gaped at her.

"Don't tell me the Hermione Granger is willingly breaking the law?" said George incredulously.

"This really is a day of firsts," commented Fred lightly. "It's like we've switched personalities or something."

"You two aren't testing some personality peppermint or something of the like are you?" asked Hermione, jokingly.

Fred and George merely stared at her, mouths open. She was getting worried. "You know I was just kidding right?" she asked, unsure about the looks they were now exchanging. Fred and George were now looking at each other, and seemed to be having an entire conversation using only their eyes. Suddenly they both turned to her grinning.

"Hermione, you're a genius!" they cried together, engulfing her in a hug not unlike their mother's.

"Why am I a genius?" she asked slowly wondering what was running through their minds, and thinking she probably didn't want to be a part of it.

"Personality peppermint," said Fred.

"We'll have to start on that tomorrow," said George. "We'll dedicate it to you, Hermione."

"This is bizarre," said Hermione. "How did this even start?"

"Well George came in here to tell us that we were breaking the law," said Fred.

"Oh yeah," said George. "I also came to tell you why you probably shouldn't tell mum. You see, I did some detective work downstairs, involving some inconspicuous questioning-"

"What?" interrupted Hermione. "You mean the whole house already knows?"

"Of course not," said George feigning a hurt look. "I'm shocked you think so little of my ability to handle a serious issue, Hermione."

"Yeah, whatever," said Fred, cutting in. He placed his arm around her, she rested her head on his shoulder, and George smirked at them. Fred rolled his eyes.

"So anyway," said George, "Mum said that should one of her sons date Hermione, she would be very disappointed in them, as they would be betraying their dear brother Ron. Then she added that she knows that that wouldn't happen anyway because for anyone other than Ron to date her would be illegal, and she knows her son's have better judgment than that. Ron told me that he would severely injure whichever one of us dated her, because we would be ripping his heart out all over again."

George paused to take a breath. "So I conclude that you two should keep this quiet," he finished intelligently.

"Oh dear," said Hermione. "Well I guess we have to keep this quiet then. I don't want to cause a family fight."

Fred wrapped his arms around her and engulfed her in a hug. She buried her face in his chest, and hugged him back.

You guys will have a lot of chance to talk and such tomorrow," said George, eyes glinting. "I'm going shopping with Ron, Harry, and Ginny. You two are going to sort out which products we need. Lee's going to run the shop. You guys can use the back room."

Hermione threw a pillow at him, and Fred merely grinned.

"I'll see you tomorrow then," said Fred to Hermione as he helped her up. He grabbed her hand, and led her into the hall. "Do I get a goodnight kiss?"

"Well I suppose so," she said, pretending to deliberate the point.

Fred rolled his eyes, grabbed her and his mouth covered hers once more. Suddenly Fred tore away from her, and Hermione looked up, surprised. "Shh," he said. "Ron's coming, I think. Goodnight."

"Night, Fred," she whispered smiling. She quickly made her way down to Ginny's room, and changed into her pajamas. Ginny came in the door looking a bit flushed, and when she spotted Hermione's smiling face she stopped dead.

"Hermione Granger, you and I are going to talk," said Ginny, sitting down on her bed, across from Hermione's cot. Hermione opened her mouth to ask what this was about, but Ginny shushed her, and continued. "What is up with you and Percy? I though he was dating Penny Clearwater. I mean I can't help but tell you your choice in men is poor, but since I'm your best friend I will support you no matter what. But really, Percy? Why, Hermione?"

Hermione gaped. "Excuse me?"

"Don't try to fool me Hermione, I talked to George, and he told me everything."

'So much for inconspicuous questioning,' she thought. 'I'll kill him.' "Ginny, I don't know what George told you, or why he told you that, but I'm not dating Percy. There is nothing going on between us."

"How do I know you're not lying?" asked Ginny suspiciously. Hermione rolled her eyes at her friend.

"Of course not, Ginny. Why would I lie about something like that? You're my best friend, and I would have told you. Besides, Ron and I only broke up a month ago, and I haven't seen Percy since last Christmas."

"I suppose you're right," sighed Ginny. "I hoped I wouldn't have to be happy for you as you babbled on about Percy. That's worse than Ron! No offense." Hermione giggled.

"None taken," she replied. "So I hear we're going to Diagon Alley tomorrow?"

"Oh yeah," replied Ginny. "Ron is going to take Harry to Quality Quidditch supplies, and hopefully keep him there. George and I will go shopping, and you and Fred are going to go through the Wheeze Products. Is that alright?"

"Sounds great to me," replied the older girl, thinking of her perfect excuse to be around Fred for the day.

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The next day was the day before Harry's birthday, and it was the day they were all shopping for his party, which was to be the day following his birthday. They all flooed to Diagon Alley, and at the entrance by the Leaky Cauldron, Hermione and Ginny parted ways with Harry and Ron, and made their way to Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes to meet up with Fred and George.

When they entered WWW, George greeted them from behind the counter. He called over Lee, who waved and took his place, and he strode over to them. "Ready to go Gin Gin?" he asked. She nodded, and George turned to Hermione. "By the way, Hermione, Fred's waiting in the private room in the back." He gave her a wink, and she turned pink and sent him her best glare. He simply laughed, and made kissy faces when Ginny had turned around.

"What is so important about a private room?" asked Ginny looking between them.

"Well, my dear sister, Hermione, Fred, and I discussed this last night," he said throwing her a wink. When she sent him another death glare, he continued. "We overheard Ron saying that he and Harry might come here today, and we wanted to avoid any awkward questions from him you know."

Ginny seemed to buy it, and she and George bid her farewell. Hermione made her way to the back room, waving to Lee as she passed behind the register. She came to a door that read:

KNOCK IF YOU'RE NOT A WEASLEY

She knocked on the door, and a second later it opened, and she felt strong arms wrap around her, pulling her in further. He kicked the door shut with his foot, and buried his head in her neck, with a murmured 'hey Mione.' She smiled and turned around, catching his lips with hers. Fred wrapped his arms around him, bringing her hands to the back of his neck where she stroked the soft skin there, causing him to sigh into her. His fingers found her hair, and got lost in it. She grazed her tongue along his mouth asking for entrance. He opened his mouth and she plunged in, causing him to emit a growl from the back of his throat.

When they finally separated due to lack of oxygen, Hermione suddenly remembered why they were there. "Fred," she panted. "We need to look at the pranks and things."

Fred pouted, and replied, "You mean you'd rather check out pranks then snog me? That hurts Mione."

"Aww, poor baby." She replied patting him on the head. "Now you're going to help me sort through all of this."

"Fine," he replied stomping his foot, and placing an exaggerated frown on his freckled face. "No more snogging for you then."

"Don't make promises you can't keep," she said grinning at him.

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After nearly 2 hours of sorting through all of WWW's products, they had narrowed the list down to a few things that weren't likely to cause complete havoc ("but that's the whole point," said Fred), and had decided on how many of each item they needed.

Their list included Canary Creams, Fake Wands, Weasley's Wildfire Whizbangs, and some products Fred had needed to explain before she allowed. Disappearing Drink was a clear liquid that would be mixed with the punch, and within five minutes of drinking, the unsuspecting victim will find that random limbs begin to disappear for short periods of time. Hermione reasoned that there could be no harm in this.

Mystery Mistletoe was another item, which followed two people around, and trapped them until they had kissed. Hermione was horrified at the idea of having to kiss random people all night, but Fred reasoned that it could be a mere kiss on the cheek. Personal Poppers were another item that surprisingly Hermione liked straight away. They were wizard crackers, but the buyer could stuff whatever they wanted into it, and when pulled would let off a huge bang, colored sparks, and confetti in addition to the items charmed inside.

"That was hard work," said Fred. "I think I should get a kiss for all of that."

"Oh no, mister," replied Hermione, backing up, and sitting on the table in the corner of the room. She grinned at him. "You didn't want to earlier. Why should I let you now?"

Fred was over at the table in a flash. She smiled shyly at him, and he reached out, and took her by complete surprise when he tickled her. She squealed, and tried to squirm away. She was laughing, and trying to get away when a thought struck her. She ticked him right back, and soon they were having an all out tickle war. After ten minutes of this, Hermione called out a truce. She was laughing so hard she had tears in her eyes, and her stomach hurt. Fred was in much the same condition. She had never had this much fun with any past boyfriends. She liked how fun and relaxed Fred was, not to mention the added bonus of his amazing kissing ability.

Fred looked up from where he was standing in front of her, and moved toward her with a glint in his eye. She liked the way he looked at her with such a passion. He wrapped his arms around her, and pushed apart her legs so they were around his waist and he was standing between them. "I'm taking back my promise," he said in a deep husky voice. He leaned in and covered her lips with his.

Her arms snaked around him, pulling him closer, loving the feel of his warm body touching hers. His hands once again found their favorite place, in her hair, and he was running hi fingers through it. His tongue begged for entrance and she gave it to him, and soon they were locked in a battle, his tongue with hers, and she loved it. She ran her hands up and down his back, and then her fingers found his hair. She found she loved to run her fingers through his soft ginger hair.

They continued their assault on each other's mouth, only coming up for air when it was absolutely necessary, and their breath coming in short pants. Neither of them heard the footsteps in time.

"Hermione guess wh- AHH!"

Hermione and Fred jumped apart, and spun around to face a pale looking Ginny Weasley, who was now gaping openly at them. Hermione was about tpo ask Ginny to sut the door so they could explain, but before she could open her mouth, Lee appeared in the doorway, looking alarmed.

"Ginny, what's wro-" he began, and then caught sight of Fred and Herione, who were still very close, and she was still on the table. His eyes swept over swollen lips, and messy hair, and they widened. "Bloody Hell!"

Fred let out a noise of frustration, before pulling out his wand and magically making the door closed. Not three seconds later, there was an urgent pounding on the door. Fred made another noise, before calling loudly, "What?"

George's voice came from the other side. "Can I come in or will I be scarred for life?"

Fred opened the door with his wand, and as soon as his twin entered he slammed it shut again.

"Just wanted to warn you two Ginny is coming," he said. Then he caught sight of Ginny and Lee standing farther in the room. "Oops. Guess I should have run here."

"What is going on here?" cried Ginny.

"Well," said George before anyone could say a word. His eyes moved over Hermione and Fred, noting the hair and slightly messed up clothing, and continued. "They were obviously planning the party."

Ginny rolled her eyes. "How long has this been going on?"

"Either yesterday, or a week, depending on where you start counting," replied Fred.

"You knew about it?" asked Ginny, turning to George.

"Of course," he replied, with an evil grin. "I had to wait nearly five minutes last night for them to make themselves presentable before I could get into the bedroom."

Lee raised an eyebrow and smirked. Fred rolled his eyes, and gave George the finger, before grinning as well.

"Why didn't you knock?" asked Fred giving Ginny a somewhat playful glare.

"According to the sign, I didn't have to," she replied, grinning.

"Bloody stupid sign," grumbled Fred. Lee laughed.

"You can't tell anyone though," said George, just as Hermione was about to say the same thing. "It's illegal, and it would devastate Ron. Got it?"

"You know George," said Lee, grinning. "You seem awfully involved in this."

"I have to be," replied George. "I'm their manager."

"Like hell you are," said Fred before pointing is wand at his twin, and giving him purple spots. Everyone laughed.

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After a goodbye, and parting kiss with Fred, Ginny and Hermione walked back to the Leaky Cauldron. They met up with Ron and Harry, and flooed back to the Burrow. Ginny and Hermione made their way up to Ginny's room, where Ginny squealed and hugged Hermione.

"Oh my gosh, Hermione," Ginny squealed. "You and Fred!"

"Shh," said Hermione, unable to keep a grin off her face.

"Is he a good kisser then?" asked Ginny.

"Ginny he's your brother!" replied Hermione, shocked.

"So?" replied the redhead. "It's not like I want to snog him or anything. How is he?"

Hermione grinned at her friend's excitement. "The bloody best!" Both girls burst into giggles.

"Tell me everything," demanded Ginny once they had calmed down a bit. Hermione obliged, and told her everything from the moment she broke up with Ron up until Ginny caught them at WWW. They were giggling for the remainder of the day.

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