OK OK I apologise for my last chapter. So much. I feel a bit depressed altely, but this won't ffect the story. I know some authors say that "Oh I'm sad I will kill all the characters if I keep writing." Not being mean! That sounds a bit mean but I don't mean it like that. I hope this will satisfy you until I can find my notebook. ~innocent smile~ (That's been lost for two weeks...Now, look! Fred's been reading my story! Fred: It's pretty good, but no adult content? Me: ~SLAP~ Fred: Ow.. geez.. I was kidding! Anyways, how come this is a Hermione/Fred story? You always get insanely jealous when I go with other women. *smirk* Me: Shut up, Fred! And, no, I don't! Fred: Even RON can figure it out, and he's a git! Me: Ok, maybe your cute... *giggle* Fred: Aw, come on, just cute? *smile* Me: Well, we hav-- *Fred leans in and kisses on the lips* Fred: There, now shut up. And this gives me immunity to any pranks I pull on you, right? Me: *giggle* o-o-on with the ^hiccup^ s-story! heehee...

Fred's POV

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"Hey, George." I said as I was walking down the hallway to breakfast.

"Fred? Is that YOU? Really? You never get up this early!" George gasped in mock surprise. I glared at him, then shoved him playfully in the shoulder.

"Neither do you, George. What are you up for?" I asked, looking inquiringly at him. It's true, even on weekdays, he's never up before 8.

"Well... you... er..." George stammered, blushing like mad. I was confused, what wa scausing him to act this way?
"Georgie..." I begged, puffing out my bottom lip and staring at him through my eyelashes.

"Well... see... Luna and I... we've been meeting up..." George started, but stopped as I stared at him wide eyed.

"WHAT IS IT?!" George asked. I guess I looked like I was in pain. Well.. I WAS biting my lip trying not to laugh, and I may have looked constipated.

"Um... Georgie... You and L-L-una--" At this I had to stop, as I was overcome with a hysterical fit of laughter.

"Shut up, Fred. She isn't that bad. I bet confusing at times, but mostly nice. And gorgeous..." George trailed off, with a dreamy look in his eyes.

"Ohmigawd! I know what you're meeting Luna for!OH, GEORGIEEEEEEEE!! YOUR SOOO CUTE!" I squealed, and hugged George. He knew I was playing, but I guess I a few of the first years didn't. I could swear I heard one of them mutter something that sounded like twincest and another on muttered gay. That earned them a few well placed jinxes from both me AND george.

"So, Freddie-kins, why are YOU up?" George asked, giving me a lop-sided smile.

"Like you don't know..." I muttered, turning around. I really didn't want to discuss anything with him. He would know something was wrong, no matter how well I acted.

"Please, Freddie, give me all the details! Pwease?" George asked, winking at me. I slapped him, then started to walk away.

"Pervert." I called over my shoulder just as Luna came up and placed a kiss on my cheek.

"Whoaa, Luna, what ar eyou doing?" I asked, confused.

"Oh, you KNOW what I'm doing, Georgie..." Luna said, giving me a seductive smile.

"Ah. Would you explain to me in detail what it is we do?" I asked Luna, winking at her. She always was a little nutty, maybe she could provide me some blackmail for George. I admit, she is pretty, with her long silvery blonde hair and petite body. She had long legs, which were showin from a gap between her robes. She was wearing a tight blue tank top, and hot pink short shorts.

"Well Georgie, we start of by this," she place a small kiss on my mouth, "then we--"

"OI, FRED WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!" George screamed, walking angrily towards us.

"Oh, right, Luna, I have to go. Thank you for your time." I stated, and ran of, laughing. Luna stared at me with open mouthed shock. Then she flipped me off, and turned around to explain what happened to a seething George. I laughed, then stopped when I remebered that I was supposed to meet Hermione. She wanted to talk to me. But, about what? She seemed very anxious about it yesterday. Is she cheating on me? No, that can't be it. She seemed... frightened.