George sat down on the bed and offered them both a tray without even mentioning the fact that it should have been strange to see Hermione Granger in his twin's bed. Fred and Hermione sat up and took the offered trays from George.
"I popped over to see how you were doing before starting to work on the product stock. Freddie, mum said you had a rough night." George's eyes were full of concern.
Fred swallowed the mouthful of breakfast before answering George.
"Yeah, I did Georgie but it's nothing to worry about. It was my own fault. I didn't want to wake Hermione the pain woke me up in the middle of the night. I waited until the pain became unbearable before mum went and got Mione for me." Fred turned to Hermione and smiled tenderly at her, she blushed and smiled back. This exchange didn't go unnoticed by George.
"But," Hermione turned to George "we're not going to let it get that bad again. Are we Freddie?"
Hermione said sternly before looking at Fred with a look that suggested he should do as he was told.
"Nope Mione. I promise if the pain starts even just a small amount, I will call for you."
Fred and Hermione beamed at each other. George coughed returning their attention to him.
"So what are you two going to be doing today then?"
"I am going to help Fred with his physio. It has got to be done every day so he doesn't regress." Hermione cheerfully explained to George. " then I think I might read for a bit and I might even treat myself to a long soak in the bath."
Fred began to laugh "Mione please promise me you won't do a Ginny and leave bloody magical conditioner in the bath though. I don't need anymore magical shower accidents."
George laughed and declared "right well I will see you later. Send me a Patronus if you need help getting in the shower again. I'm only making products and getting the stock back up. I'm not opening fully for business until your back on your feet okay."
Fred went to protest.
"shut up Freddie and don't even start I need you to be better before we open the shop. I'm going to start owl orders up in the next week or two. Once I have the stock ready. With all the repairs and money for ingredients, we can't afford to pay anyone to help just yet. Angie has been helping but she starts back at work at the prophet today. Lee has been popping in and out and Verity has got a job at Flourish and Blotts. Not that we could afford to pay her. Anyway don't worry Freddie, we will get everything back up and running. I just need you up and running first okay."
Fred nodded.
When George had left and they heard him shout his goodbyes to the rest of the Weasley family Hermione turned to Fred.
"I'm going to go and get dressed and then should we do your physio."
"Yeah we can do Mione but there is no rush we've got all day"
"well I was just thinking about that actually," Hermione said extracting herself from under Fred's arm and shuffling to the edge of the bed "now we can apparate you and your chair what about it we do your physio, both of us head over to the shop and we can both help George. It will do us both good to be out of the house and if your pain starts we can either come straight back home or I can sort you out while we are there. You still have a bed in the flat don't you?"
"yes, Mione I still have a bed in the flat. And that sounds great. I could do with being a little busier I'm struggling with the boredom here at home."
"Right well that is solved then. I will go shower and change then I will be back okay."
"Yep okay, not as if I will be running off anywhere anytime soon," he said with his trademark smirk.
Hermione stood, as she stood, she realised what she was wearing. In her hurry to get to Fred last night she hadn't changed and she was wearing her skimpiest muggle pajamas. A top that was baggy and low cut over her shoulders and cleavage and shorts that were high cut and probably showing the bottom of her bum cheeks. Shit, she thought. Then she stood up straighter and threw caution to the wind throwing a cheeky smile over her shoulder she left Fred's room, maybe, she thought as she closed the door, if he kept trying to kiss her then maybe, just maybe he had enjoyed the show. She hurried to Ginny's room to change.
As Hermione shut the door Fred let his head fall back against his headboard with a clunk. Fuck. He thought it was a good job that he had not noticed what Hermione was wearing last night. Fred could feel his arousal beginning to show. Now he knew what she had been wearing, or the lack of what she had been wearing when she had been wrapped around him under his covers, he couldn't get his body's reactions under control. He closed his eyes, he needed to get rid of his obvious display of arousal before Hermione came back. He began reciting potions ingredients and when he was ten ingredients into the list he finally began to feel himself calm down.
Hermione had panicked when she went to Ginny's room to change. She hadn't got any clothes to wear, she needed to go shopping in muggle London. She had lost so much weight while being on the run that all of the clothes she had left that hadn't been damaged during the war and being in the run were hanging off her. She needed comfy and stretchy clothes to help Fred with his physio and she couldn't find any. Ginny walked in Hermione being stressed throwing her clothes out of bags and draws looking for one single pair of workout clothes that she could wear. "Hermione, what the hell are you doing? What have you lost?"
"I need to go and buy some workout and lounge clothes. I need stretchy clothes to help Fred with his physio and non of my other clothes fit me anymore, I've lost so much weight."
"right," Ginny said with a determined look on her face, gathering a towel in her hands she shoved Hermione through the bedroom door onto the landing and towards the bathroom. "I'm going to get some clothes from fleur and tomorrow the three of us and Angie if we can get her away from George are going shopping. Okay?"
Ginny rushed downstairs and knelt in front of the fire, floo calling fleur. Within minutes fleur was stepping through the fire into the living room. Clothes slung over her arm. Fleur was wearing old pain splattered grey sweats and one of Bill's old Gryffindor sweatshirts. Even in casual clothing fleur had an air of elegance and beauty about her. Ginny gestured to the stairs and fleur made her way up to the youngest Weasley's bedroom. Fleur deposited the clothes onto ginny's bed before turning and hugging her sister-in-law. Ginny and fleur had become closer since the war and Bills attack. When Ginny had learned from Bill how fleur had looked after Hermione, Ron, and Harry after the disaster at Malfoy Manor her admiration and gratefulness towards fleur had grown and the girls were becoming fast friends.
When Hermione returned to the bedroom wrapped in her towel and her hair wrapped in a towel on the top of her head, fleur and ginny were sipping tea and chatting sat on Ginny's bed. Fleur smiled at Hermione. "Hermione you are looking better, so much better, if I do say so myself."
Hermione smiled. "thank you Fleur I am feeling much better thank you. I still can't eat much and I'm not sleeping the best but I did sleep well last night. I didn't get a chance to thank you for trying to calm me down the other night. So thank you."
"nonsense, you are like my sister I would do anything to help. I'm glad Fred was able to calm you down though. Now to the task in hand. I have bought you plenty of leggings and big jumpers over and Bill has helped me to change the colours and charm them so that they will shrink to fit your curves. I changed them to darker autumn colours that will bring out your eyes and highlight you're the natural tones of your hair. I didn't think that the pastel colours that I like to wear would have suited your colouring. Bill made sure there was plenty of Gryffindor red in there as well. Honestly, you Weasley's and wearing house colours." Fleur turned to ginny with a smile as she finished speaking.
Hermione threw on some underwear. Just plain cotton knickers and a sports bra before turning to fleur who was holding out leggings a tight sports top and a loose top.
"put these on they should do until we manage to go shopping. When we go tomorrow, we are getting you some nice underwear. You are not on the run with Harry and Ron anymore." Fleur said looking at Hermione's plain cotton underwear, "A girl deserves nice underwear."
Hermione dressed and smiled at fleur "honestly I cannot wait for new underwear. the last time I wore something that wasn't cotton and elastic was your wedding."
The girls laughed. As Hermione sat down and picked up the mug of tea fleur had produced from the teapot on Ginny's bedside table, Ginny pulled the towel from Hermione's hair and began working her fingers and a comb through the thick curls before pulling it back into an elegant French plait that hung down the center of her back. Finishing her tea and conversation with the two witches and arranging to meet them outside the twin's shop at lunchtime the following day Hermione hugged them both tight. Thanked fleur and headed off to Fred's room.
About 45 minutes after she had first left Hermione arrived back in Fred's room. Fred was reading and sat on the top of the covers. He looked up from his book as Hermione spoke, hand on her hips. "you didn't hurt yourself did you, moving to get on top of the covers?"
Fred smiled at her concern "don't worry sweetheart. Mum helped me stand and turn to sit in the chair while she made my bed. I told her what we were thinking and she suggested going straight over to the flat. I have a double bed over there so more room for stretches plus most of my clothes are over there. And George is there so he can help me shower straight after were done with physio, plus you can always show George what he needs to do if you want then you don't always have to be the one doing my physio with me." Fred rambled. Seeming to realise he was rambling and blushed bright red. Hermione was trying to kill him. Fred had decided, yes she was definitely trying to kill him, he couldn't ever remember her wearing clothes like the ones she was wearing today. She was wearing tight leggings similar to what he had seen fleur wear to do yoga and go running in. a tight top that showed her cleavage and a loose sheer floaty top over the top of that a thick cardigan thrown over her forearm. The leggings were a deep Gryffindor red and the tops were black. Hermione's long curls were pulled into a plait down the center of her back.
"Ready to get going, Fred?" Hermione said moving Fred's wheelchair to the side of the bed for him and helping him to transfer.
"as ready as ever sweetheart," Fred said with a smile handing her the bracelet that linked to his chair for apperation. And with a pop, they were gone.