A.N: HELLO! Sorry for taking forever to update!

I've been looking at schools all over! I've fallen in love with North Carolina University, but I still need to keep my options open.

This chapter is a little extra long! I've already started the next chapter! So it shouldn't be to long!

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/~~~~~ Chapter 4: This Better Be Good~~~~~~~\\

Hermione felt like all of the air was knocked out of her lungs and her stomach was churning up a storm. Closing her eyes she hunched over, clutching her stomach. Arms came around her and lifted her up, pressing her to a warm chest.

"Look what you did" She heard Fred hiss out in anger.

"What I did? Brother she grabbed onto us!" The other voice she assumed was George snapped right back.

If she listened carefully she could tell Georges voice was a bit deeper then Fred's. She wondered if they had any other ways of telling them apart.

"You could have been nicer!" Fred hugged her closer and she felt the pain in her stomach die down enough to crack open her eyes. Fred was looking down at her with a soft smile.

"Hermione? Are you ok?" He asked softly.

"I- I think so" Suddenly she leaned her head to the side and lost the contents of her stomach all over George's shoes.

The other twin stepped back in disgust as his face scrunched up. Fred took a step back with her and bit back a laugh.

"Now I feel slightly better" She coughed and looked up to a disgusted George.

"Serves you right" Hermione croaked out as she rubbed her stomach.

"Me? Why am I the bad guy right now?" George tossed his hands up in shock.

"George we have bigger problems now" Fred looked down to the delicate human in his arms.

"We need to get her home" George rolled his eyes at his brother suggestion.

"Then do it! But hurry!" The twin in the green robes rubbed his eyes.

"I can't! She barley could handle the first port! The second so soon could kill her!" Hermione gasped.

"What? What could kill me?" She looked between them.

"This is great! Just great! First you reveal yourself to a human and now you bring her HERE! You and I both know it's against our laws for a human to step foot on these lands!" George turned away and rubbed his temples.

"Will someone please tell me what is going on? Where am I?" Hermione pushed herself from Fred and he gently set her on the ground.

"Mione… Um… Remember how I told you I come from a land far far away?" He smiled bashfully to her.

"Yeah…" She looked around herself and saw she was in some dark ally with tall brick buildings on each side. Weren't they just in a forest? Where were they? Wasn't it night out?

"Well um" Fred looked down as if he were trying to think of the right words.

George sighed loudly before moving them around the corner of the ally, giving her a perfect view of the market place.

"Welcome to Diagon Ally" George held out his arms like he was a carnival worker showing off something new.

Hermione's mouth dropped open, and her eyes widened at the sights around her. She had been in market places before but… but normal ones! With HUMANS! These were not humans! All around were creatures of many different decent. Tall green monsters, short grey creatures, cloaked forms that moved like shadows, and children running around the legs of adults with smiles on their faces. Shops lined the street, as did tents and sales people trying to earn a living. Tent tops of a variety of colors squished between old brick buildings with people milling in and out. Owls took flight above the heads of shoppers, as many shop keepers called out many different names to draw people over to their booths.

"Oh my… wha- where?" Hermione felt her mind swirl as she clutched her stomach again as if she would throw up. George stepped back with a warning look to her but she never lost it again. Fred pulled them both back into the shadows of the ally and peeked around the corner to see if anyone had noticed them.

"We need to get her to the shop before anyone sees her" George looked around to make sure no one was listening.

"Yeah of course" Fred steadied her. Taking off his coat he wrapped it around her black one and smoothed her hair from the collar. The coat practically engulfed her form and both the twins nodded in approval.

"Ok Mione, don't make eye contact with anyone or anything! Keep your head down" Fred held her by the shoulders but George cut in.

"Don't freak out! Freaking out is the worst thing you can do right now! Besides barfing on your hosts shoes" He grimaced and she was almost proud of her earlier actions of smacking him.

"Just hold my hand" Fred brought her attention to their now entwined fingers and she blushed but held her head down and nodded.

"Ok let's go" George moved and Fred gently moved and tugged Hermione out. As they stepped out, she was squished between the twin brothers who tried to hide her with their tall stature.

As she walked she watched her feet move and willed them to keep going.

"Fresh blood! Just drained this morning!" A man called from the door of an old looking bar.

"Half off all silver bullets! Protect your younglings on those full moon nights!" A woman with a screechy voice screamed from a wooden table with a variety of shiny objects.

"Mermaid bate! Get your mermaid bate! Guaranteed catch within the first hour!" Some old man held out a hand full of what looked like a beating heart to Fred and George and George held up his hand and shook his head politely as they walked by him.

"So far so good" Fred muttered.

"Don't speak to soon" George grimaced and picked up the pace.

Hermione was about to look to George and throw him a question, but she caught the scent of something terrible and glanced up, and wishing she hadn't. In a corner up ahead were a pack of rotting zombies all clicking teeth and moaning as they stumbled down the street. She felt Fred's hand tighten around her own and squish her closer to himself.

"Don't look now" George gritted out as a zombie began stumbling towards them. It's clicking teeth made Hermione want to dig her heels into the dirt and demand they turn and run. It's skin was a tint between sickly green, pale white, and decaying black. The eyes were sunken in as it's bone like face twitched with every step.

"Keep walking" Fred glanced down to her and felt his heart squeeze at the fear etched onto her perfect face.

Hermione burred her neck into the coat and waited for it to attack like she had read in many books. But it inhaled the scent in the air and turned on his stumbling legs and wandered back to the herd on the side of the market. Breathing a sigh of relief, she was about to say something when George shot her a look and she kept her mouth shut but pouted.

Upon coming around a corner she gasped again when a certain shop came into view. The tall building of the twins famous Joke shop made her heart stutter. It was amazing. The man on the top was moving his hat up and down. She wanted to watch it move but the twin next to her jerked her into the shop. It was filled with children playing with the toys that were flying around. Shelves as tall as the building from the outside linen the area and Hermione let a huge smile spread across her face.

"You like it?" Fred whispered into her ear and she resisted the urge to shiver.

"What is this place?" She giggled as a bubble in the shape of a cat, floated around her and meowed.

"This is our joke shop." Fred moved her around one shelf and she observed cute fluffy pink and purple creatures coo and purr as children gawked and reached out to get one to purchase.

"Get her upstairs" George came by Fred's side and hissed under his breath.

"Right" Fred whispered and pulled Hermione past the register where she saw a gloomy looking woman ringing up customers.

Once behind the door, silence filled the staircase and she was pulled up by her companion. Upon entering a door she was pulled into a large apartment. Fred slammed the door and looked to her with worry and something else.

"Hermione… We have to get you home" Fred ran his hand into his hair and Hermione shrugged out of his coat and her black one, revealing her pajamas.

"I don't want to die" She hung the coats on the tree like coat rack and jumped back when the branches moved to assist her hanging them.

"You need rest. Come, you can sleep in my bed and tomorrow I'll take you home" Fred began moving around the apartment and started shutting the curtains to the windows and such.

"But I want to see your world" Hermione strolled to the window and was about to open it when Fred grabbed her wrist and jerked her back into his chest.

"You can't…" He whispered into her ear and she felt her body react to his touch.

"Fred" She felt his lips slide from her ear to the back of her neck and his hot breath tickle her skin.

"You smell… delicious" He whispered softly.

"Fred?" She questioned and it snapped him from his thoughts.

"Those undead you saw earlier… they are human hunters… Sent out by the ministry to keep our lands safe from any human eye. They can smell human blood from a mile away. That's why I hid your scent under my coat." His hands slid around her waist and kept her firmly against his own body. He could smell the blood on her knee and it called to him like the song of a canary.

"But… why?" Hermione knew she had to keep her wits about her… But the way he was rubbing his thumb in circles under her tank was driving her crazy.

"Many centuries ago, humans and magical creatures lived side by side. One helping the other in a way. Unicorns frolicked with the horses, mermaids assisted sailors lost at sea, and even the occasional healing between a vampire and a human. But as time went on, many grew more arrogant. My kind in particular.." He lifted her arm and pulled it up till it was around his head and his lips moved to her shoulder.

"Vampires grew more cocky in time and began to think of humans as nothing more then cattle and slaves…" Fred breathed in her scent and it was driving him insane.

"But you need blood to live right?" Hermione gasped when his tongue traced her shoulder to her neck and chuckled.

"Yes and no.. We do need blood to perform tasks such as healing, fighting, and prevent ageing. I can eat regular food to" He didn't want to mention how drinking blood enhances sex as well. He pulled away when the door to the apartment opened and she snapped around to see an annoyed looking twin.

"Ok Verity is shutting down the shop for today and is going to take the day off. I suggest we get her straight to bed, then we feed her and by morning tomorrow she's out of here!" George went to the window and peeked out of it.

"It's a pleasure to meet you too George" Hermione was really getting annoyed by this guys attitude.

"Oh the pleasure is all mine." He turned and sized her up. She noticed his shoes were missing and did a victory dance on the inside.

"George be nice" Fred moved to his brother and patted his shoulder.

"Oh I'm not being nice? Please excuse my terrible behavior! I should be treating the bird that's trying to get my brother killed with more respect" George's eyes turned red as he slammed his fist on the wall. Fred got between his brother and Hermione and looked worried.

"George calm down!"

"calm down? Calm down? Fred you put our whole family in danger! You broke the biggest rule! You revealed yourself to a human!" George was furious and Fred tried to move to comfort him but George pushed his brother away.

"And you kept a secret from me!" George yelled and Fred froze.

"No secrets! Best mates have no secrets! And you kept your biggest one from me!" His red eyes dimmed as he turned away and went to his room and slammed the door.

Fred stood there and watched the door in silence for awhile. Hermione bit down on her thumb and wondered what to do. Fred then turned to her and motioned for her to follow him as they walked down the other way to the hallway that lead to his room. Upon entering it Fred moved her over and sat her on the bed.

"Fred… will you tell me the rest of the story?" Hermione wanted to know and she also wanted to help get his mind off his brother. Fred forced a smile but leaned forward and moved a strand of hair from her face and tucked it behind her ear.

"Will you let me fix this though? It's driving me mad" He brushed his hand to the side of her bleeding knee and she shivered.

"Yes of course" She swallowed what seem to be all the saliva in her mouth, because her mouth soon became a desert.

Leaning down he ran his hand down her leg to her knee and she froze.

"W-wait.. Your gonna… oh um.." Hermione didn't think he was going to… well eat it… she thought he had a bandage or something!

"What? it's not like I haven't tasted you before" The way his eyes turned a bit pink made her stomach tighten and do a flip. Clenching her thighs together to stop the tingling she was feeling she bit her lip and cocked her head.

"You bit me? When?"

"The night we first met love… Malfoy bit your wrist and after knocking the bloke off you… You were loosing a lot of blood" He took her hand into his own and traced the wrist that the vampire had bit.

"So I did what I had to do to save you" He looked back up to her and she nodded.

"Of course… I'm just-"

"Nervous? Don't worry.. I'll be gentle" The way he said that made her want to see just what he meant.

"Just lay back and it'll be over soon." He whispered and she just let her eyes slip close and lay her back onto the soft plush king sized bed. Spreading her arms across the soft sheet, she let the magenta color wash to her memory. All she felt was the comforter under her and Fred's hands moving down her thighs, to her knee and lift her injured one up.

Nothing happened for the longest of time, but that was until she felt his wet, warm tongue slide out and lick the cut on her knee. Gasping, she tightened her hold onto the sheet and bit her lip. His tongue slid up her knee and sometimes went higher then the cut. Her stomach literally caved in and became a fire pit.

She wasn't sure when he stopped but when she opened her eyes she saw him leaning back, staring at the ceiling with bright red eyes, counting to a certain number silently.

"Fred?" She whispered and almost gasped when those red eyes met her own.

Closing them he stood and rubbed his face for a few seconds. Opening his face to her she saw his eyes were a dull pink now.

"Sorry Mione… I just .. Got carried away" He sat at the edge of the bed and Hermione sat up. Silence filled the air between them, until Hermione scooted closer to Fred and while her insides were a burning fire of sexual tension, she had questions still.

"Your story? Please?" She asked and he nodded as he scooted them back and she cuddled up by his side.

"Our kind grew cocky… witches and wizards warned us of our downfall, but it fell apart. Humans and vampires became enemies, and soon all magical creatures became hated. Back in those times, humans outnumbered us by millions. The humans began hunting us all down to exterminate us, one by one." He played with a strand of her hair and she shivered when she felt him tug it a bit.

"They had a group of elders that guided us from the dark times. They brought the dead back to life to kill off most of the population… you may know it as the black plague." He said and her eyes went wide with shock.

"So they found a place to live, where no one knew of… Cloaked by magic, It is impossible for humans to find… Unless escorted in by someone" Fred blushed and she smiled up at him.

"The humans figured we died out… and before long our stories became bed time tails for the younglings, and soon we were all deemed mythical." Hermione had a million questions, but her eyes were drooping.

"Fred" She yawned.

"Hm?" He pulled her neck to his nose and inhaled.

"I want to see your world" She whispered.

"I want you to see it too…" He smiled and she sighed.

Sleep slowly came over her and she lost consciousness and fell into the protective arms of her Fred Weasley.

That night she dreamed of a pair of hands, sliding up her naked flesh, squeezing her mounds and flicking her in all the right spots. A tongue that trailed from her inner thighs, to her neck and sucked lightly. She wrapped her long legs around the body of a warm figure that slid its hands up her legs and grabbed her rear and pushed her center against his member. He slid his tongue down her vein before sinking his fangs into her neck. Instead of pain, she arched her back and rolled her head back as pleasure shot into her body. Her whole body was shaking with waves of pleasure. As he pulled away, blood dripped down, from her neck and onto her chest. Leaning down he traced the path with his tongue.

She moaned and moved her hands to tangle themselves into his bright red hair, tugging his head up to her level, only to be pulled into a searing kiss. His tongue ran over her own and she tasted her blood on his lips. She should have been disgusted, but the taste and the feeling of his tongue aroused her to no end. She hooked a leg over his hip and he lowered himself into her. She moaned into the kiss as he slid into her perfectly. Breaking the kiss, he moved back to her neck and licked at the blood pooling at her wound. As he moved in and out of her, as a maddening slow speed she began to move her hips along to speed him up. Before she could even beg for more, he grabbed her by the hips and began slamming into her. The force of his body, slamming into her own caused their bed to shake and hit the wall. Her chest bounced with every thrust and she threw her head back as more pleasure pooled down into her stomach.

She was on the brink of another wave, when his eyes snapped to her own and she was met with blood red eyes that looked into her very soul. His mouth closed over her neck and he bit down again. Once she felt the pop of her skin, she opened her mouth and let out a scream as she clutched onto him and he released himself inside of her.

Snapping her eyes open she was breathing heavily and felt the weight on her body gone. Looking up at the ceiling, she reached out a hand to her heart and felt it speeding a mile a minute. Looking to her side she saw an empty bed, only with her fully dressed body accompanying it. The throbbing in her legs was still real and her face exploded into a fiery red as she realized what she did. She was just had a wet dream, while asleep in Fred's bed… about Fred… Oh shit.

She sat up and looked around the room for any signs of her vampire companion. Standing up she felt her head spin and sat back down. The mirror at the end showed her tussled hair and red cheeks. She touched her hair to smooth it down but to no avail. Clutching her chest she tried to calm her racing heart before opening the door and walking out of it.

Fred was cooking dinner over the stove as he himself tried to calm his own racing pulse. He was a rat bastard… A dirty rat bastard. After Hermione fell asleep, he joined her and fell into a peaceful slumber. The problem was he knew the consequences of such actions. He entered her mind, only to find her dreaming of herself naked on a bed. He couldn't help but take the situation a little further. It was suppose to be harmless teasing… But… shit… he mind fucked her… and hard…

Vampires had the ability to get into someone's mind when it was at it most venerable and work with it. Many vampires used it for a survival technique, while others used it for very intimate uses. Fred remembers waking up just as he climaxes and wanting nothing more then to roll her over and repeat the dream, but only in real life. He looked down to his pants and felt the sticky liquid slide down his leg and winced. Standing he made his way to the shower and cleaned himself up. While in the shower he heard her panting and moaning. He made the shower a cold one and after getting changed he decided to make her and his brother breakfast.

As he was finishing the eggs, he heard feet on the floor and turned to see a bed head bird standing in the hallway looking like she just did something naughty. Eyeing him she looked to her feet and blushed.

Oh how he wanted to push up her shirt and fondle her till she begged for more.

"Morning Mione! Hungry?" He motioned to the table and she nodded and shuffled over and sat down.

"Morning… yes" She sipped her juice and kept her eye contact away from him.

"Well then you are in for a treat! My culinary skills are almost as good as my own mothers" Fred dumped some eggs onto a plate and began seasoning them.

"Your mother eh? Is she a good cook?" Hermione watched his form move around the kitchen as if he were gliding. He had on black slacks and a white button up shirt that was currently only half buttoned up, exposing most of his toned chest to her wandering eyes. His red hair was slicked back by the current shower he obviously just took. She knew that once his hair dried, it would fall back it its messy state, which was ok, since she preferred it at a slight disarray.

"Best there ever will be. In fact it was how she met ma dad." Fred placed some toast onto her plate and served it to her. Hermione forked a piece of egg and placed it onto her mouth and moaned at the flavor.

"Wow, if your mother is better then this, I'll have to propose when I see her" She giggled and watched as Fred let his eyes roll over her face and turn back to the stove. He was preparing something on the side.

"Whatcha making?" She craned her neck to the side to see what he was working on and he waved a finger to her.

"This is Georges breakfast. His favorite! Bangers and mash!" He tilted the pan to show sausage and pointed to a pan of mash potatoes, cooking on another grill.

"Oh that's nice of you" Hermione grimaced as she remembered their last encounter with his twin.

"He's really a nice guy. He's even considered the nice twin." Fred moved around the sausage.

"Really? I never would have guessed" Sipping her drink she rolled her eyes silently.

"But he's my best mate. Always has been since day one. We pulled our first prank at age one. Mum said we would crawl out of our cribs and switch places." Fred chuckled.

Hermione giggled as she watched him load a plate for George.

"We always got along. Never once have we ever had a tussle. Unlike with our other brothers. We could hold our own together, even against our oldest Bill. He would always try and get us back for our pranks but he could never catch us both. Well unless he teamed up with Charley… But besides the point, George is an amazing guy Mione. Last night was… I hurt him…" Fred felt like kicking himself with a brass boot.

"You kept me a secret" She whispered as she let her food lay untouched now.

"Yes.. I did… Which was stupid! He told me the night he met Angela, so I should have told him about you. But I was afraid he would keep me from seeing you. He's also considered the smart brother… Always knows what sounds like a good plan and what sounds just stupid." Fred wanted to punch a wall.

"Seeing me was stupid" Hermione felt like a child in front of an adult, being told she was the cause of a problem.

"Yes… and no… If I could do it all over, I would do exactly the same as I did… no matter what my brother said." He came over and placed a hand over her own and looked deeply into her own eyes.

"I'm fine with it you know" George spoke up and both of them jumped at the added presence into the room. He was leaning against the wall with black slacks and a red button up shirt that was fully buttoned. His arm were crossed and his hair was slicked back from his own shower.

"George" Fred scratched the back of his head.

"Don't say a word… I understand…" His eyes flickered to Hermione and back to Fred with a knowing smile.

"I'm sorry though… I'll never keep anything from you again."

"Damn right you wont" He walked forward and took the plate of food from him but with a wink and sat down across from Hermione.

"So love. How long have you and my brother here been shagging?" He shoved a large spoon full of potatoes into his mouth.

"Wha-what? No it's not like that" Hermione's face lit up like a cherry.

"Really? Could have fooled me" George smiled cheekily to Hermione.

"George, wait till you hear the story I'm about to lay on you" Fred settled into the chair next to his brother and Hermione.

"This better be good" George glanced to Hermione and winked and she kept her face down.

/~~~~~~End Chapter 4~~~~~~~~~~\\

A.N: Ok so did you enjoy it? Please let me know in a review!

I think I'm getting better at these sex scenes! Sorry if you guys think I was tough on George or made him to grumpy. It's not that I don't like him. I LOVE GEORGE!

But for him he was scared when re realized his brother revealed himself to a human, and put his own life in danger. George loves his brother so much he is willing to be the bad guy and worry about his safety until the problem is solved. I promise George get's better.

Next chapter coming soon! Bye! 3