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Fred gulped as George looked at his twin. "Don't worry you're not going to fall. If we've brewed the potion correctly, you'll be able to hold up." George said, "If not then you're weak little arms will cause you to drop like a sack of rocks." He was teasing, but Fred was ready to deck his brother.

"Oh thank you. And why aren't you doing this?"

"Because I'm the stronger of the two."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"I can hold my body weight up for about five minutes alone."

"Thanks I guess." Fred rolled his eyes. He put his foot over the railing. "Are you sure that McGonagall said we could test it out here?"

"Yeah, I talked to her last night, I sent an owl."

"And the shop?"

"Ron's looking over it." George assured the older brother. "Don't worry, here drink this and then drop your legs and hang." He shoved a vial of purple liquid into Fred's mouth. Fred leaned his head back and swallowed it. He felt involuntary shiver come up his spine.

"You're going to time me right?" Fred asked as he slipped over the edge.

"Yeah, from now until the time you fall and hit the ground." George answered, clicking the start button to the timer. "Don't worry, you're doing fine." He said patting his hand.

Fred let out a growl as some students walked past. "If you guys keep staring, you'll be the next students to test out our new version of Canary Creams." He snapped, this caused the students to run off. They must have been first years, because others would of snapped back at him.

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Fred glanced down at George who was stretched out against the cold floor. "Hey, how are you holding out?" George yelled up.

Fred measured the distance from the ground. He figured he had to be at least twenty feet up. He took one hand off the railing and flexed his fingers. He was so glad that the strength potion doubled his strength, other wise he would of never been able to do this. He placed his left hand on the railing and did the same with the right hand.

"How are you doing?" George called again.

"My arms are holding up, but everything else feels like jell-o." Fred answered. He did ten pull-ups to show that his strength was holding up. He mentally cursed George for this. "How long have I been up here?"

"Thirteen minutes and a half." Came the answer.

Fred moaned. He didn't want to be stuck up here all day. Some of the older students had past by and began to laugh and point. He of course would threaten them with in an inch of their lives, but that didn't stop them from running back to their Dormitories and grabbing cameras.

Fred had officially decided that George was no longer his twin. He (George) could be Fred's brother, but not a twin. There had to be a law against testing… if Fred wasn't afraid of his own strength he would of hit himself in the forehead. Now he knew what those first years felt like. This is the second time that George had weaseled out of testing out products. There had to be an alternate motive for his brother. Maybe George had set Fred up.

"How long?" Fred called after what seemed to be like a few minutes.

"Twenty-eight minutes and fifty two seconds." A female voice answered. Fred glanced down and saw Hermione standing down there. Once again he moaned.

"Where did he go?"

"Said Ron needed him at the shop."

"So he called you?"

"Actually McGonagall did." Hermione answered. He could hear the confusion in her voice.

"Ah bugger." He felt his arms begin to give out. George wasn't joking when he reminded Fred that he was the stronger of the two twins. Sure Fred was strong, he had a wicked swing, but when it came to holding up his own body weight, he just couldn't do it.

He closed his eyes as he felt his fingers slipping. Fred finally gave up and let go of the railing. He felt himself collide with the ground, hard. He took a deep breath in, but it only hurt to breath. He opened his eyes to see Hermione leaning over him. He moaned a third time as she doubled.

She had a smile on her face. "Enhancing strength charm?"

"Allows you're strength to be increased by twice your own body weight." Fred tried to sit up but decided it was too painful. "Not recommend if you're pregnant, nursing or have a history of heart-attacks."

Hermione giggled at his humor. "Are you alright?"

"I don't know if I have legs any more, I'm seeing two Hermione's, there are stars around your head too, it hurts to breath and talk, and I seriously want to hurt George."

"It was his turn to test the products wasn't it?" She asked, he could hear the concern in her voice.

"Exactly, he weaseled his way out of it, again." Fred wheezed.

"Do you want me to kiss it better?"

"What? My injuries?"

"No, your pride."

Fred sat up, taking in a breath to help ease the pain. His hand ran over his back, well what he could reach. "I think my pride is fine, just a few bruises."

Hermione moved his hands to the side and began to run her hands over him. "Now, don't get any stupid ideas. I'm not groping you." Hermione stated.

Fred swayed back and forth a little. He held on to Hermione's shoulder to keep him from falling over. "Hey 'Mione?"

"Yes?"

"Why do you care?"

Hermione looked up and stared at the redhead before her. She looked into his eyes. "You know I've never really thought of that." She answered. "It's in my nature to care I guess."

Fred looked away, as two Hermione's became one. "You're really awesome you know that?" Fred asked. "You're really good with healing. This is the second time you've helped me out."

"The first time doesn't count. I didn't help you out much."

"No, I'm talking about the paintings." Hermione blushed. This caused Fred to smile. "You didn't think I remembered that did you?"

"I think you'll be able to walk fine now." Hermione said, her wand wandering over his back, healing a few broken ribs. Nothing was bleeding and everything seemed all right. You'll bruise a bit." Hermione stood up and ran off leaving a very painful Fred sitting on the ground.

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K15: So this was something I whipped up during Math class… it sucks… not the idea, but the whole fact that… um… Math sucks… sorry reviewers that love math. Anyway, so I thought I'd update. :). I'll try to update again. So keep smiling, um. Review and stop over ZutaraFWHG4eva, because her and I have posted up a fanfic about Fred/George… no not that way! It's really good I promise. Anyway, please review…
Fred: So it will be good.

Me: Now you show up. Anyway, please review. Later K15