A/N: Wow, I'm glad I got reviews for this, I'm not so sure how it's going really.
PandylBas: Haha of course she was checking him out. Fred Weasley has a fine bottom.
Chapter Two
On The Road To Mishcief
Hermione walked into the parlor room in the former Black mansion. Her suitcase was clutched in one hand and she was dressed in dark turquoise robes. Fred grinned as he saw her come in, he had his beaten looking trunk at his feet and he was likewise dressed in wizard robes. Molly stood to one side fussing at Fred's sleeve which seemed to be coming unraveled.
"Why didn't you tell me your robes were coming apart?" Molly asked in an exasperated voice.
"I like it this way," Fred said sarcastically and his mother glared at him.
Hermione turned away from them so that they wouldn't see her fighting back laughter. When she turned back around Molly had left Fred alone and instead was now fretting over Harry, who had dark circles under his eyes and was looking a little queasy. Hermione moved to Fred's side, he was finger the edge of his sleeve thoughtfully. When he noticed Hermione, who was watching Mrs. Weasley apprehensively, he thought he'd break the tension.
"Oh, Harry! I just noticed, your stunning green eyes. Are those naturally that color? Why dear, you look peeky, have you eaten all your vitamins? I wouldn't want you to become deathly ill with the flu," Fred called and Harry grinned thankfully at him, as Mrs. Weasley turned to shoot a scathing look at her son.
Hermione giggled, she couldn't help it the look on Mrs. Weasley's face was so furious and Fred was looking absolutely innocent.
"Well, are we almost set?" Called Lupin as he came into the room trailed by Tonks and Arthur Weasley.
"Almost, I just don't know where Ginny and Ron are. They should be here to wish their friend and brother good luck," Molly said.
As soon as Mrs. Weasley had voiced her annoyance, Ginny bound into the room looking cheerful and Ron lagged behind her his face screwed up into a scowl.
"We're going to miss you, Hermione," Harry said coming and giving her a hug.
"Have fun, I know your going on a mission, but don't forget to enjoy yourself a bit," Ginny said likewise hugging Hermione.
Ron stood behind his sister, nervously rocking on the balls of his feet. When it came his turn to bid Hermione goodbye, his ears turned a cherry red.
"Bye, Ron," Hermione said after a moment of awkward silence where Ron stared at her and she stared at him.
She pulled him into a quick hug and then turned to Molly.
"Thank you Mrs. Weasley for your hospitality. See all of you soon," Hermione said and she looked over at Fred.
Ginny, who was the last to say goodbye to her brother, was just giving him a quick hug when Fred noticed Hermione was waiting for something.
"Ready?" She asked.
"Yeah," Fred said taking the handle of his trunk in one hand, Hermione did likewise with her suitcase.
With two quick 'pop's they were gone.
They reappeared in front of a large train station. Quickly walking in they found a trolley near the door and put their bags on it. Fred pushed it, while Hermione consulted their tickets.
"We should be... right... here," Hermione said leading Fred to a large blue train.
They boarded the train, opting to stow their belongings in the luggage compartment. Once that was done, they wandered down the train looking for their seats.
"B31 and B32," Hermione said happily as she plopped her bottom down on her seat.
Fred sat down next to her being careful to tuck his long legs in. Once settled, Hermione pulled both their assignment packets out of her shoulder bag and placed Fred's on the table in front of him.
"Ahh, Hermione I wanted to take a nap," Fred said stretching out his arms and relaxing back into the seat.
"Work first, we have to know what is going on and what we're supposed to act like before we get there," Hermione chided and Fred sat up begrudingly and picked up his folder.
"I think we should call each other by our fake names from now on, it will be good practice, so neither of of slip up when we are there," Hermione said and Fred nodded.
"So, little sis, how long until you and Rock get engaged," Fred asked and Hermione laughed, "What are you talking about, Arnie?"
Fred wrinkled his nose, "Arnie is a terrible nick name."
"Sorry, Arnold. Who picked that name anyway," Hermione wondered and Fred shook his head.
"My mother. I'm sure of it, she was going to name one of us Arnold, but dad was staunchly opposed," Fred explained.
"So what in the world were you talking about?" Hermione asked and Fred looked confused for a moment.
"Oh yeah, Rock," Fred said snorting with laughing, "It says in here that you are dating him. I don't get why they put that, but I thought it would be fun to make-up stuff about this Rock guy."
"I suppose you're right," Hermione said as she flipped through the pages of her folder, looking for what Fred had read.
"Poor Rock, always was a bit pidgeon-toed, and walked with a slight hunch, but he makes up for it with his lovely singing voice and uncanny ability to know exactly what a person ate just by smelling their breath," Fred said dramatically and Hermione looked up at him.
"That's not very nice. Are you trying to make my boyfriend out to be a loser?"
"Rachel, why I'd never!"
"Fine, Fred," Hermione said and Fred gasped at her mistake, "I mean Arnold. I heard your girlfriend Veronica is a real beauty, with her five teeth and all."
Fred pretended to look stunned.
"She's got a great personality though," He said sounding as though he was really lamenting about a real person.
Hermione laughed and went about reading the contents of her folder, front to back.
Fred looked his over without much interest and then stretching out his legs and being careful not to kick the elderly couple sitting acrossed from them, he went to sleep.
When they arrived at the train station, Hermione and Fred hurried off the train, the station they were at was a small country one, out in the middle of no where. It was perfect for what they were about to do. Walking a ways away from the station, Hermione and Fred waited while everyone got off the train and went into the station. Finally, when all the new passengers had boarded and the train started to pull away. As soon as it was out of sight around the next bend, Hermione and Fred both gripped their luggage by their handles and after a brief moment of concentration, dissappeared with two faint 'pop's.
Hermione and Fred reappeared in the dirt drive way of a cozy looking inn, which was painted white and a starkly bright purple. They walked up the front steps and stood on the small porch for a moment. Fred opened the door for Hermione and she drug herself and her bag through, muttering thank you as she hadn't realized how heavy her bag was until now.
Fred, looking amused followed her inside. The front lobby of the inn was decorated in a very chic way, with black leather couches sitting in front of a very modern looking hearth. One would have never guessed from the outside the nature of the furnishings inside. The man behind the glass counter was filing his nails with a bored expression.
As Hermione and Fred approached, he looked up and set his nail file away with a sigh.
"Welcome to the Carnation Inn," He said with a dry nasally voice.
"Hi, we have a reservation for a room, under Daniels," Fred said taking out a small pouch which clinked with coins.
"Ahh yes, Suite 20 on the second floor," Came the flat reply as Fred passed some Galleons across the counter. He handed them a strange little metal object and Fred turned and pulled out his wand.
His trunk rose from the ground and so did Hermione's suitcase, she looked gratefully at him and took the metal key from him. They walked over to the gold lift and stepped inside. It was kind of small, but they fit inside well enough. Hermione pushed the large black number two and the doors snapped closed. Soft elevator music drifted over them and Fred made a face. When the doors opened once again on the second floor, Hermione stepped out and Fred floated their things out behind her.
"It's this way," Hermione said after consulting the sign on the wall.
They walked down the hall until they got to the door mark SUITE 20. Hermione looked at the metal thing dubiously, as Fred lowered their things to the ground.
"It works like this," Fred said taking the metal wand looking thing and waving it back the key hole, the door popped open and he handed it back to Hermione.
She pocketed the little metal object and grabbed her suitcase. Fred held the door open as she manually pulled it through the door. Once inside, Hermione put her suitcase against the wall and turned to look at their lodgings. The room was huge, a high white ceiling, with an actual skylight is what caught Hermione completely off gaurd at first. Looking around more though, she was quite suprised, the carpet was white, like fresh snow and the bed spread on the enormous bed was blue. The bathroom was to her right and just glancing through the door, she could see a large black marble bathtub.
There was a sitting area also, with large dark blue couches and a fireplace in front of them. Hermione had never seen such a fancy hotel room, and she was even more suprised because everyone had always mentioned this place like it was a small rustic inn. This was very fancy for a country inn.
"Very nice room," Fred said jumping onto the bed.
He gave the bed a couple of customary bounces and then settled down a bit and sat on the edge. Hermione was browsing through the room service menu that had been lying on the bed side table.
"Dinner is at six o 'clock in the main dining room," Hermione said after a moment. Fred just nodded and then she dropped the bomb.
"Formal attire is required."