Yippie! Next chapter! I'm totally on a role. 2 chapters in about 1 week! Heh yes. Now i seriously don't know where i'm going with this story but that's OK!

Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns the characters i just own the plot.

Italics are thoughts

Last Chapter:

"Yea, OK, Good night Fred. "She paused "Thanks again for letting me stay here it totally helps me out."

"Seriously, its no problem at all, it helps me get my mind off of things for awhile." Fred said walking out the door.

Fred woke up to an odd smell. Good, but different. It was almost like he was home again and he woke up his mum cooking breakfast, but it smelled better.

Why does my house smell like pancakes, bacon, and eggs? Fred wondered while looking at the clock.

Damn its 7:30. I have 30min before I have to get up. Who's cooking? Oh yeah, Hermione lives here now this rocks, now all I gotta do is wake up to her laying in my arms. Wait I did not just think that. Never ever did I just think that. Although that would be nice- no. Not nice,but awkward, and weird.

"Morning, Mione" Yawned Fred as he walked into the kitchen. Hermione was standing at the stove wearing lavender and sky blue short shorts and a tight light yellow tank top.

"Good morning Fred." Said Hermione as she blushed, realizing that he was only wearing boxers. (A/N yay! cheers from the people)

"Do you want some pancakes, bacon, and eggs for breakfast? I can make something else if you want me to." Hermione said while occasionally stirring the eggs.

"Yeah, thanks, I'll make coffee too, you want some?" Fred said turning on the radio.

"Yes! I love coffee." Said Hermione while singing along to the song on the radio- check on it.

"Ohh Boy you looking like you like what you see
Won't you come over check up on it, I'm gone let you work up on it
Ladies let em check up on it, watch it while he check up on it
Dip it, pop it, twork it, stop it, Check on me tonight

I can tell you wanna taste it, but I'm gone make you chase it
You got to be patient, I like my men patient
More patience, you take might get you in more places
You can't be abrasive, have to know to pace it
If I let you get up on it, you gotta make a promise
That you gone put it on me, like no ones put it on me
Don't bore me, just show me, all men talk but don't please
I can be a tease, but I really wanna please you" Sang Hermione while Fred watched her sing while she got their food put out.

"Dang Mione, I never knew that you could sing that good!" Fred said in a complete daze while staring at her arse when she was bending over the table putting syrup on it.

"I guess I'm ok, but I could never sing in front of people. I have really bad stage fright." She said quietly, almost like she was scared of something.

"Most people are, but you have an awesome voice!" Said Fred while they both sat down with a yummy breakfast and coffee and listing to the radio while they ate.

"I love this song!" Yelled Hermione almost choking on her bacon.

"You've heard this song? Wow! I thought that no one had heard this song! It's been my favorite for ages!" Said Fred (he loves music) just as enthusactily. Soon they both started singing along to My December.

This is my December
This is my time of the year
This is my December
This is all so clear
This is my December
This is my snow covered home
This is my December
This is me alone

And I
Just wish that
I didn't feel
Like there was
Something I missed
And I
Take back all
The things I said
To make you
Feel like that
And I
Just wish that
I didn't feel
Like there was
Something I missed
And I
Take back all the
Things I said to you

And I give it all away
Just to have somewhere
To go to
Give it all away
To have someone
To come home to

This is my December
These are my snow-covered trees
This is me pretending
This is all I need

And I
Just wish that
I didn't feel
Like there was
Something I missed
And I
Take back all
The things I said
To make you feel like that
And I
Just wish that
I didn't feel
Like there was
Something I missed
And I
Take back all the things
I said to you

And I give it all away
Just to have
Somewhere to go to
Give it all away
To have someone
To come home to

This is my December
This is my time of the year
This is my December
This is all so clear

And I give it all away
Just to have somewhere
To go to
Give it all away
To have someone
To come home to

Wow I never realized how much I relate to that song. I would give it all away to have somewhere to go to. I would give it all away to have someone (Fred thought a corner of her mind) to come home to. I would give it all away.

"Wow, you're so beautiful" muttered Fred staring at Hermione.

"What Fred?" Asked Hermiones as she took all her stuff to the sink and started to wash the dishes.

"Umm, nothing, here, I'll get the dishes, you go do whatever you need to do before work." Fred said pulling out his wand and cleaning up the kitchen that way.

"Ok, thanks Fred, When do you usually open the shop and what time do I need to be down there?" Asked Hermione as she walked backwards out of the kitchen.

"Just be downstairs by 8:45 and you'll be fine but we open at 9. Watch out!" Yelled Fred as Hermione kept walking backwards and tripped over a box of jokes and almost hit her head on the corner of the table.

"Mione, are you ok? Can you hear me? Common, get up." Said Fred as he ran over to her and pulled her up into his armsfreaking out because she had hit her head really hard on the hardwook floor.

"mmmmmmm" Hermione grunted trying to get up.

"Don't get up, its ok. I'm so sorry! I should've cleaned up all this crap better, and warned you that it was there." Fred started rambeling on and on

Why am I freaking out like this? I'm almost always calm and making a laugh or joke out of everything. Its just Hermione, not the freakin Minister or someone.

"Fred, its k, I'm fine, just a bit dizzy but its ok." Hermione mumbled as shebecame unconsious andunconsiously snuggled up into Fred's chest.

Fred stood up with Hermione in his arms and walked to her room and tried to put her onto the bed but couldn't because Hermione was grabbing his shirt and pulling him down with her.

Great. How the hell will I get out of here without waking her up.

Fred gentaly pulled her hand off of his shirt, or tried to, but Hermione rolled over and pulled Fred with her.

"Mione, wake up, please." Fred pleaded as she kept a tight hold on him. He started to shake her sholder franticly.

"Fred.. hmmm? Why are you in my bed with me? What happened?" Hermione said as she sat up.

"Oh thank God your awake. See you passed out because you fell and I brought you in here and tried to put you down on the bed but you pulled me down with you. And also you don't need to come downstairs for work today, you can start tomorrow or wheneveryou are feeling better." Explained Fred as he got up off the bed.

"No, I'm ok, I can work, I'll be fine." Said Hermione as she tried to get off the bed but fell back onto it because she was too dizzy.

"Nope, sorry but you can't handel my charming self and my jokeshop if you are even the slighest bit sick. If you are better tomorrow then we'll start you working at the cash register." Then he walked out the door. "Have a good day! And don't get sicker or else!" he yelled over his sholder.

"Or else what?" Hermione yelled back at him.

"You don't wanna know. Just remember, I own the worlds greatest joke shop, love." He yelled back Wait why did I call her love? he thought wonderingly.

"I don't think I could ever forget that. See you at lunch!" And with that she fell asleep again.