AN: Short chapter... -Sigh- Yes, I know but I was so unsatisfied with the chapter 5 so I JUST HAD to rewrite it. All of it is pretty different the original plan. I'll be posting chapter 6 pretty soon. Please don't pelt me with your keyboards and computer parts for updating so late... I've been swamped with school. And exams are this year so I actually have to pay attention in class... And study when there aren't any tests.

I didn't get anyone to beta this chapter. I'm human I make spelling errors. I spellcheck and I reread it, but as in grammatic errors, I never studied English grammar since I moved from America in 5th grade. So I'll try my fix all the errors but I don't catch everything.

Gloria

Hermione reached the top of the stairs and saw the F sign on the door, to her left, and the G sign on the door to her right. She tried opening Fred's door. It was locked. She turned around to look for Fred, having realized that he wasn't with her, only to bump right into him.

"I need… the key."

"Hmm…"

Fred wasn't moving at all. In fact Hermione could swear he was closer. He took his wand from his back pocket and muttered a spell. The door popped open.

Hermione immediately fell into the room on her butt, since she had shifted most of her weight against the door.

"OW!"

"Hermione, I'm so sorry."

Fred offered her hand. Hermione gave her best glare and stood up, getting a good look of the apartment.

The room was a clean white with splashes of orange and green around. Three feet left to the door was a kitchen that was really part of the living/dinning room but was separated by a sort of counter. On her right was a round white wooden table with 4 chairs. And in front of her was a bright orange couch with a coffee table and a TV.

"A TV? Since when do wizards watch TV?"

"When their father is obsessed with muggle appliances.

""Nice."

"Yeah."

An uncomfortable silence settled in the room. Hermione took a seat on the couch.

"You have a nice apartment."

"Thanks. Do you want a drink? Nonalcoholic, of course. I think you've had a bit too much to drink tonight."

"Mhm, sure. What do you have?"

"Tea, juice, milk, coffee, and water."

"Some tea would be lovely."

Fred set to work grabbing the water heater, tea leaves and cups.

"So we're married huh?"

Hermione sat on the couch fidgeting, suddenly feeling very nervous.

"I guess so… This feels so weird doesn't it? I mean sure yesterday, I was planning the wedding and so on but now… It feels so real."

" I know what you mean."

The water heater's whistle made it's usual loud shrilly noise. Fred turned off the water and poured hot water into the mugs. He walked into the living room and set them down in front of the couch on the coffee table. He took a seat beside Hermione. He ran his hands through his hair, not knowing what else to do.

"Fred..."

Fred leaned forward towards her face, thinking maybe this was when they would start kissing.

"Yeah?"

"I don't feel-"

Hermione sentence was cut short as she suddenly turned to her side and threw up. Fred jumped, this was definitely not the reaction he had hoped for.

"Hermione, come on. Let's get you cleaned up then off to bed."

"No... I feel ok now."

"Hermione, you're drunk."

"Only a little bit!"

"Humph ... right and how much was this little bit of wine you had?"

"1 or 8 cups."

"Right... Well, then we'll just take you to the bedroom so you can sleep off this one cup of alcohol."

"OK."

Fred helped her up while at the same time trying not to throw up at the disgusting smell of throw up. Hermione was wobbling slightly and suddenly started giggling. Fred ignored her as he helped her sit down on his bed.

"I don't wanna sleep in this..."

She reached behind her to unzip the dress but was having no luck at all. Fred hesitatingly reached out and helped her unzip. Underneath she was pretty much naked except for a blue set of undergarments. He swallowed a little.

"Well, I'll just let you go to sleep."

"Humph..."

Hermione was already half asleep, and had conquered what used to be HIS bed.

Walking back to the living room he was greeted with the smell of throw up. Waving his wand the smell and throw up was gone. He settled on the bed and conjured up a blanket and pillow and he was about to fall asleep when loud snores coming from his bedroom via Hermione punctured his ears. Fred groaned feeling very sleepy and upset... He wasn't going to get any sleep tonight...