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At exactly half past three Fred Weasly showed up in the burrow with purple hair. Hermione blinked hoping the hair would go away. It didn't. It stayed there as purpley as ever. She could not, no, she would not marry Fred if he kept that hair.

"Hey 'mione."

Fred said as he walked over to the kitchen table so he could sit down and talk to her.

" Fred, why do you have purple hair?"

Fred chuckled and faked being hurt

"Oh this cannot be true.Instead of my true love greeting me with a kiss, she instead asks me of my hair!"

Hermione still stared at his hair unmoved by the comedic scene Fred had just made.

" Well, I'm getting rid of it."

She took her wand out and muttered a spell. Suddenly from the roots to the tips of his hair, Fred's natural hair colour returned. Fred grabbed Hermione in a bone crushing hug and gave her a kiss on the cheek.

" Why thank you darling, you saved me a lot of researching!"

Hermione couldn't help but grin this time.

"Okay ... okay... Now let's get down to business. Now I've made a list of things that I want to have in this marriage. But I also need for you to tell me what you want from me. Later we can talk abotu the wedding aranggements."

Fred looked down at the list she pushed towards him:

Maxim 3 children
No leaving socks around in the house
I will beallowed to find a job
Household responsibilities will be shared evenly
All household decisions will be discussed before being made
During my pregnancy you WILL be very helpful and understanding
I can visit my friends and family whenever I want

"It's just a brief list right now, but I'll tell you if I think of more things. Now what do you want from me in this marriage?"

Hermione said as she put the list away. Fred looked at her with a grin.

"Let's see, in bed or generally?"

Hermione blushed and said "Yes generally, but I did want to talk to you about that..."

" Well, I guess most of your list covers my needs too. But I do want you to be able to respect that fact that I do own a joke shop so you have to get used to seeing per say bald chickens running around or see my hair colour change colors every time my mood changes. But about sex, what do you expect from me?"

If Hermione had seen a hole in the floor she would have jumped in it in less then one-second.

"Well,... I sops we'll be sharing a bed?"

Seeing Fred nodded, she continued.

"I sops we should act like a married couple. We do have needs, that needs to be taken care of."

Fred nodded again.

"Well, I guess that covers everything. I'll let you do the planning of the wedding. Do not, I repeat do not let my mother take over the planning or I will be forced to kidnap you and elope together."

She nodded understanding that Mrs. Weasly had a slightly different taste then what they had in mind for a wedding.

"OK then, I'll see you."

Fred grinned and said a good-bye. With a pop he was gone. Not a few second later a bunch of white smoke filled the kitchen. Hermione coughed and ran outside to get fresh air. Fred apparente outside in the garden.

" I must get to work on the amount of smoke... Well, Hermione that was me and George's newest invention! Whenever you apparate a bunch of smoke comes out to make your leaving more mysterious and an added plus is that it turns the people's hair to a certain shade of pink."

Hermione looked at her hair, as true as he said, her hair was pink. She quickly uttered the same spell she used for Fred.

"Fred! Why isn't the spell working!"

Fred took her arm and leaded her back into the now less smokey kitchen.

"We made sure it was spell proof. Don't worry it wears off after a day or so."

She glared at him.

" I'm going to meet Harry and Ron at Diagon Alley later! I can't go out like this!"

"Why don't you just go to my shop and I'll tell Harry and Ronickle to meet you there. You can stay in the back room and talk there."

Hermione closed up all the windows and doors and said

" Let's go."

"As you wish my lady. Hold on tight!"

He grabbed her into a hug and she screamed as she realized they were apparentied instead of flooing as she thought. After she looked down to make sure he hadn't splintered her she started hitting him.

" How dare you! We couldn't have been splintered! You could have at least given me a warning!"

"Ow! Bloody hell Woman that hurts!"

A cough made Hermione stop hitting Fred.

"Well, if it isn't my defective brother and his future pink haired bride."

George stood there smirking at Fred's misfortune.

"I believe you are mistaken. Mom clearly said that you were dropped on your face when you were born making you into a hideous monster."

Hermione stood there annoyed by the two.

"George could you send an owl to Harry and Ron? I refuse to go out like this. Tell them to meet me here." George grinned.

" Ahh, my dear brother tried out the Hair changing Powder on you?"

Hermione grimly nodded.

"Well I'm off to write to my hero and little brother."

Hermione looked around noticing that she was in a stock room of some kind.

" This is where we keep the extra boxes of skiving boxes and so on."

She nodded.

"This is also where we'll have sex in the future."

Hermione blushed and turned around.

" What!"

Fred grinned as if he knew what was going to happen next Ron and Harry burst into the storeroom and went immediately to hug her.

"Hey Hermione we missed you!"

Harry said while giving her a hug.

"Hermione what happened to your hair?"

Ron asked, horrified by the bright pink.

"Ask your brother that! When he came over to discuss our wedding arrangements he-"

"WHAT? YOUR WEDDING ARRANGEMENTS? YOU'RE GETTING MARRIED TO HIM?"

"Ron, calm down, Hermione is only marrying him because she has to. The marriage law remember?"

"Ron, it's true! Be glad that your brother offered to marry me! I could have been forced to marry a complete stranger!"

"But he's Fred! Augh... I guess you're right... It could have been worse, you could have married Percy or something."

Fred decided his was the perfect time to trick the trio.

"Ron I refuse to stay here and let you talk such evilness about me! By the way the door is on your right!"

With a pop he was gone but yet again a bunch of white smoke filled the storage room.

" Fred! I will kill you!"

Hermione yelled as she felt her way around for the door.

" Guys! Over here!"

The trio left the room grateful when they breathed in clean air. George looked at them from his place at the counter.

" Wow! Pink really does wonders for your skin Harry!"