Disclaimer: Still wishing they were mines.

(A/N: I know that Fred's very hostel and OOC right now but I do like him this way.)

Chapter Six

Where home should be?

My head was spinning and the pain was pounding like hammers in my brain. It was like I had finally surface from so much layer of sleep that in the rising state I was no longer numb from the hurting.

"What's wrong with her?" I heard her voice first. Ginny. She was back.

"Nothing's wrong with her, the doctor said that she hasn't been taking care of herself and that a good rest should help her get well." I knew the second voice was Mrs. Weasley.

"Well she was studying for her entrance exam into St. Mungo's hospital. But Mum this is Hermione she's all about taking care of herself. Maybe it was something she ate or drank. Or do you suppose Fred's trying to poison her so that they don't have to get…"

"Ginvera do not talk such nonsense. What reasons would your brother have for using such things?" Mrs. Weasley's low tone gave me the impression that she was trying to get Ginny to drop the topic and she had used Ginny's birth name meaning she was serious.

"But mum isn't it obvious that he doesn't want this marriage, believe me he's not keeping that a secret."

"Ginny dear as for your brother not wanting this marriage, there's not much we can do seeing as this has been a request from Dumbledore himself." What was that she said?

"You're telling me that professor Dumbledore wanted Hermione and Fred out of all the people in the world to get together. To be come husband and wife. Is that what you're telling me? That he had nothing better to do then set people up. Is that correct?" Ginny laughed.

"Ginny. Why don't you go downstairs and find something to do?" Mrs. Weasley suggested.

"No thanks I rather like it up here." Ginny replied.

"Well when Hermione has awakened try not to hurl too much questions at her." With that said I heard her footsteps disappearing out the door and gone down the hall. I tried to move but a low groan had escaped and with that I felted Ginny by my side.

"Hermione?" She whispered.

"Yes?" I answered while my eyes remain shut. They just refused to open so I laid there listening to her breathing.

"I'm so glad you're awake. You had us all so worried." She said as I felted her touching my forehead.

"Sorry to worry you." My voice sounded a little deeper than normal.

"I was told that you were not taking care of yourself Hermione. And I don't want to be the one telling you what you already know. So I won't."

"It's not that, I just think that I over extended myself with all the information the Ministry has been sending us." I told her.

"Hermione, worrying is one thing. But stress is going to get you killed." She laughed then.

"I'm fine." I tried again willing her to believe me.

"Like me snogging a horntail dragon fine huh?" She questioned. I opened my eyes then stinging like hell as I did so. But I saw that she was watching me with her warm chocolate brown eyes.

"I doubt that Harry will fancy you snogging a dragon instead of him." I teased her. Then almost bit my tongue as I remembered the marriage law. "Oh Ginny I never got to ask you…" I paused to look at her.

"I'll tell you now so that you don't have to hear it from anybody else." I saw the sadness that she was hiding.

"Hermionee you are awake." Fleur's voice interrupted us.

"Yes she is. What can we do for you?" Ginny asked annoyed.

"I was told to come get you because your brother Charlie has come home and 'e has brought his bride with him." She answered unaware of the tone Ginny had used on her.

"Charlie's here?" Ginny stood up." Come on lets greet him then." She turned to me.

"Would it be okay if I join you later? I'm still feeling very tired." I confessed.

"Of course you can. I'll be back in a little bit then." She had followed Fleur out of the room. I felt all of my energy leave my body and fell back into a nice slumber.

I was rudely awakened by rough hands shaking my shoulder. What now?

"Granger, time to go." Not him again. I want to sleep. I let out a groan of frustration.

"Go where?" I asked yawning.

"Come on." He demanded.

"No." I snarled refusing to open my eyes. "Tell me where we're going?"

"Oh you'll find out soon enough."

"Stupid answer. Okay good bye then." I gestured for him to go away.

"Want to play do you?" I heard the growl in his voice. What was he up to? Then I felt the blanket being pushed off of me and the cold air touching my bare skin. I felt one of his arms hook under my leg and the other under my back and I was lifted off the bed. My eyes shot open.

"Fred Weasley what are you doing? Put me down this instant." I ordered.

"I doubt that you want me to put you down Granger. You might end up breaking a bone or something." He replied more calmly then the expression on his face was letting on.

"Where are we going?" I tried.

"Ask me again, I'll drop you." He warned. Where are we going? I was in my pajamas and had no shoes on. What was with this sudden secrecy? I heard a pop and then we were in a different room. He had apparated us somewhere else It wasn't anything like Ginny's room, it wasn't decorated it at all. It had plain white walls, no pictures. It was a huge place nothing at all like the burrow. This living room had only two couches and a coffee table. The windows were huge. They went from one side of the wall to the other covered by long navy blue drapes, which was pulled back so the moon light was able to shine through.

"What is this place?" I asked as he placed me on my feet. Standing this close to him made me feel so small.

"Think it be obvious Granger, its home."

"This is your place?" I asked.

"No it's George's but I thought we break into his home for the hell of it." He said it so sarcastically it made me want to hex him.

"Do your mum and dad know I'm here?" I asked remembering them.

"What's the fun in kidnapping if people knew where you were?" He smirked then. This was strange being in a new surrounding with just Fred for company.

"Why am I here?" I asked turning to look up at the giant redhead standing beside me.

"I figure since you're Hermione Granger, you would have figured it out by now." He snapped impatiently.

"Just tell me what's going on already." I demanded getting irritated now.

"You passed out yesterday because our link isn't very strong and since we are connected with each other our balance is uneven so it took a toll on your body. Also we don't have a blood link yet so no matter where you are your energy will drain quicker." Blood link? Drain? Oh dear. "Dad thinks it's best for you to stay in a place with my vibe is clearer so that our link can form a stronger hold." He explained.

"I heard your mum say that I was over exhausting myself is all." I told him.

"Well you can believe whatever you want. But do you really think that lack of sleep will cause you that much pain?" He had stopped glaring at me with his haunting blue eyes long enough to move to one of the doors in this place.

"Here's your room." He pushed it opened.

"My room?" I was feeling really unsure about it just being the two of us.

"Hey unless you want to sleep with me tonight, you're better of having this room." I shot him a dirty look for that remark.

"Its fine thanks."

"Okay well I'll leave you to entertain yourself then." He walked over to a closet and pulled out a robe.

"Why are you leaving? Didn't you just say that we needed to be around each other?" I asked startled by his sudden departing.

"Going to miss me Granger?" He asked teasingly.

"You wish." I shot back harshly. He turned to me then.

"Well I got a joke shop to run. George is being a prat."

"Why's that now?" I asked.

"He's spending sometime with his bride that is." He walked toward the fireplace. At his mention of bride I suddenly remember Charlie's girl and how I never got the chance to meet her. I don't remember how it happened but I had only meant to take hold of his arm but I tripped over the carpet that I don't remember it being there and in attempt to save me we both landed on the floor with him breathing heavily looming above me.