Chapter Two…

A/N Very much love to my first revewer for this loverly story! dancegirl1152 You rock! I know exactly what you mean and thank you for saying that you liked it! This chapter is for you! OH! And before I forget…I happen to LOVE Ron with all my heart and him being a jerk…well…sorry 'bout that…

Hermione sat down on a stool behind the counter at the shop. Fred arrived soon afterward and turned over the sign that allowed twenty or so kids to come running in.

Hermione smiled good naturedly at them, helping a few kids find what they needed while Fred worked wonders behind the counter.

"That there is normally 15 galleons…but for you my dear…only five." He winked at the small girl who giggled and blushed and handed over the money.

Hermione smiled back at him and reached up to get a box of fake wands down for a shorter boy who wanted one.

"Oi Hermione! You keep this up and you might have yourself a job!" Fred said as they closed up later that day.

Hermione blushed. "It was fun…I could work here…" she said. Fred pondered. "I don't think George will mind too much! And there are flats up and down this road that you can get soon!" he said, draping an arm around her shoulder.

Suddenly two pop's arrived and there stood Ron and Ginny. "See! I told you they'd be here!" Ginny said as she apparated back to the Burrow leaving only Fred, Hermione, and Ron.

Ron gave Hermione a lopsided grin. "You look great…" he said, walking over and giving her a hug.

Hermione shrugged away from him. "For a slag you mean?" she said bitterly. The grin disappeared from Ron's face and he stepped back a bit.

"Right…listen…about that Hermione…." Ron started. Fred stood in front of her, staring grimly at his younger brother.

"Listen. How about we DON'T talk about you being a right bastard to Hermione? It'll only piss me off more…." He said.

Ron frowned angrily. "Whatever. I'm going back to the Burrow…" He said apparating away.

Hermione held back her angry tears. "You know what annoys me the most I think? The fact that he acts like it never happened…" she said, furiously cleaning the shop with a flick of her wand.

Fred wrapped his arms around her. "Hey…I just….need you to know something okay?" he said, his chin resting on her head.

"hmm?" she mumbled. "Not all of us Weasley's are like that okay? He's just…I dunno. I'm always gonna be there for you…" he said, stroking her hair lightly.

Hermione nodded. "Thank you Fred…" He smiled. "Want to go out for dinner? There is this nice restaurant a few blocks down…"

She grinned. "Yeah. I'm kind of hungry…" she said taking his hand and leading him out of the store.

Fred felt a feeling of electricity surge through his hand as it touched Hermione's, but he tried to ignore it.

He followed her out and led her down to a diner a block or so away called 'Frank's Diner'

Hermione and Fred walked into the diner and sat at a table that seated two. Hermione ordered a bowl of chicken noodle soup and a ham sandwhich, while Fred ordered a large hamburger and some chips.

She silently dipped her spoon into the bowl of soup, taking a spoonful and eating it. Fred looked at her. "I knew it." He said.

Hermione looked at him oddly. "Knew what?" she asked, placing her spoon on a napkin and sipping her water.

"I knew it! I knew that you ate soup the weirdo way!" Fred said, through a big mouthful of his burger.

"Yuck! Chew with your mouth closed would you! And what do you mean the 'weird' way?" Hermione said.

"Well…you don't…slurp it. At all. It's all…dip, bite, repeat. Honestly…you don't even let your spoon rest in the soup!" he said, taking another bite.

Hermione blushed. "So what?" she said, eating her soup the same way she had the first time. Fred smirked. "okay…okay. I was only pointing it out…"

"Fred…can you make me a promise?" she asked, looking down. "Depends…" Fred replied, shoving a few chips into his mouth.

"Can you promise me that you won't hurt Ron?" she asked, looking up at his deep eyes. "I…can't promise that." He said. She frowned.

"Fred...now that Ron's home…I…don't really want to be at the Burrow…and I know that I'm a big enough burden by asking for a job…but…do you think I could sleep on your couch for a while?" Hermione asked, blushing.

Fred smiled at her. "Hermione…you didn't ASK for the job…I gave it to you. And yes you may sleep in our guest room…the couch…honestly…who do you think I am?" he replied.

Hermione offered him a smile. "Thanks" she said. "Anytime. George won't mind…he's had women in and out of that flat for ages." Fred smirked.

Hermione choked on the soup that she had just taken another bite of. "You okay?" he asked with an amused expression on his face.

Hermione nodded and put her napkin in front of her face to hide her laughter. "Well…you see to be a bit better now…" Fred said as he paid for the food.

Hermione nodded. "I guess." They stood up to leave and Fred offered his arm. "Shall we?" he asked in an incredibly corny way.

Hermione rolled her eyes but looped her arm through his and said "We shall!" They walked back to the flat and Hermione went into the guest bedroom to get settled in.

Fred grabbed a cup of coffee and headed over to his living room when suddenly there were four pops. He jumped and dropped the coffee on the floor.

He reached for his wand and turned around to see….

A/N OOOOO Cliffy! No…actually….i always hate them….so….nevermind…. 

He reached for his wand and turned to see Ginny, George, Harry, and Ron. Ginny and George were grinning at him. Harry looked nervous, Ron looked pissed.

"Hi mate…" he said to Harry who had only gotten back from Auror training a week before.

"'lo. You don't know where Hermione is do you?" he asked, concern in his eyes. Fred merely pointed to the guest bedroom and Harry and Ginny quickly went into the room, Ron glared evily at Fred for a second then followed.

George walked over to his twin. "Oi…mate…what's going on?" he asked, cleaning up the coffee with a flick of his wand.

Fred sighed. "Well…Hermione is moving in with us…and she's going to be working at the shop…" he said, shoving his hands into his pocket.

"Er…okay. Can I ask why?" George said. Fred just looked at him and shook his head. "Not now…" he said.

Hermione and the others

Hermione was sitting on the bed in the guestroom observing the nice room, when Harry and Ginny walked in. "Hermione! There you are!" Ginny said throwing her arms around her friend.

"Hi Ginny…" Hermione said.

"Where'd you go! You didn't go to the party! And now your stuff isn't in your room…what's going on?"

Hermione sighed. "I'm…uh…well…I'm moving in here…" she said, looking down at her hands then back up. She thought she saw something move in the hallway, but she ignored it.

"WHAT? But…why? I mean…don't you like the Burrow?" Ginny asked. "Of course I do! But I just…don't want to be there when Ron is there…" Hermione said.

"Hermione! Don't give up on him!" Ginny said.

"Listen Ginny….I know that you have this…I dunno…dream…that me and Ron are going to get back together or whatever…but we're NOT." Hermione said, angry tears in her eyes.

Ginny mistook her tears for tears of sadness, and said while hugging her "Hey! It's going to be okay! I mean….I thought me and Harry were over…and now look at us!" she said showing her the engagement ring that Harry had given her.

Hermione smiled. "Ginny…I don't WANT Ron. Not after all the shit that happened okay? I just…don't want him anymore." She said.

Ginny looked at her oddly. "So…why are you living HERE? She asked. "I'm working at the shop…and…Fred knows some things that have been going on and let me stay here…"

Ginny sighed, then Ron walked in. "What do you want?" asked Hermione in a mildly annoyed tone.

"I want my stuff back." He said arrogantly. "Your stuff? Oh that's rich. You happen to know that I sent you back all of 'your stuff' after you decided to release that article. I have no pictures of you, none of your old clothing, none of your posters, none of your disgusting love letters…none of it. And you damn well know it." Hermione said