Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.(Go's off and sobs in room)

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Hermione woke up from the bright sun that was shining through the window of Ginny's room. She looked over on the bedside table to look at her watch. 7:00 AM. Hermione groaned. Curse my habbits of waking up so early! For once I would like to sleep in!, she thought, furiously. For thirty miniutes she just layed there. Hoping she could fall back asleep. Nope. She was wide awake!

"Grrr," She growled. Throwing the blankets off of her, she padded over to her trunk. She picked out a pretty sun dress. It was midnight blue, and flowed down to her knees, with a thin lether belt in the middle. She picked white sandles and blue feather earings to match. She laid the outfit on the bed she was using and grabbed a towel from one of Ginny's drawers and headed for the bathroom.

She walked into the bathroom and locked the door. She turned on the water fauset for the shower and waited for the water to heat up. While she waited she stripped her clothes off, not knowing that to very excited twins sit in there room looking through the peep hole they had made for when a girl, not related to them, came over to the Burrow. They watched as she slowly pulled her shorts and knickers down, eyes following as they caskaded down her creamy white legs. Eyes went up as she pulled her shirt off. Oh they deffinetly wanted her now.

When she was finally sure the water was warm she stepped in the shower. She sighed in contentment as the water flowed over her tan skin. She was thinking about what she was doing today when she heard a...CREAK! The door. Hermione wondered who on earth would be awake at this hour. All of the Weasley's slept till at least 11:00 AM. Except for Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, of course.

"Gin, is that you?" She asked, warily. No answer. All of the Weasley's, except for Ginny and the twins, always had the manner to knock. Plus she had the bloody door locked! Well, it could always be a mouse. A mouse can't open a door you moron!, she argued with herself. Well, Ginny was asleep when she left the room and that was ten miniutes ago! CREAK! She cringed when she heard the door shut. "Ginny, if your trying to scare me your acting immature!" She tried to sound stern, but her voice sqeaked. She heard a zipper being pulled down, clothes ruffling, and a clanging as, what she suspected a belt hitting the floor. Maybe she should say she's in the shower,but it was sort of obvious. She slowly neared the right side of the shower to look out. She gingerly opened the curtain to be met with... nothing. Absolutely nothing. She let out a sigh of relief and laughed at herself for being so stupid. She needed to stop watching so many scary movies latley, it was ruining her brain. "I'm so stupid. Why would anyone here come in the bathroom while I'm in the shower. I'm completely and utterly safe." As soon as she finished her sentence, a hand clamped over her mouth and her intruder pulled her back into his, apparently, toned, naked might I add, body.

"I'm not so sure about the safe part, love." He whispered in her ear. She felt his hot breath on her skin. Suddenly, someone starts coming in the side of the shower she's, or they're, facing. She holds her breath scared of who she might see. WHAT THE FUCK!, are the only words running through her head right now. George Weasley is standing in front of her, naked as the day he was born. Wich must mean the guy behind her must be...Fred. Oh great! Her eyes widened as he neared closer.

"Suprised to see us?" He asked. He ran his eyes over her water clad body, glissening. He, gingerly touched her neck, and ran his hand down, over hills of her breasts, between the valley, over her flat stomache, over her abdomen...She gasped as his hand cupped her womanhood. He smirked, obviously expecting her reaction.

"We've been watching you Hermione. And we're very intrigued by you." Fred said softly, applying wet kisses down her neck, never taking his hand off of her mouth. Goerge started to run his fingers over her wet folds.

"God, your so wet!" He said, rubbing harder. Yeah, because we're kinda in the shower dumbass!, she thought rudley. She was slowly starting to panic. What was she gonna do? Two sixteen year olds were trying to have sex with her? SIX FUCKING TEEN! She tried to pull away, but Fred jerked her right back. Hard.

"Your gonna listen and do what we tell you, ok?" He said, harshly. She didn't answer, mostly because his hand on her mouth. "I will take my hand off if you promise not to scream, alright?" She nodded vigourisly. He slowly took his hand off. She didn't make a peep.

"Good girl."George said. She very nearly screamed when his finger entered her. He looked confused with her reaction."Are you virgin?" She nodded. He smiled widley,"Perfect," He smild evily at her,"Makes it more fun." She didn't know what to do. Until a plan started bubbleing inside her brilliant mind. She slowly brought her hand to his penis and grabbed it and started stroking it slowly. He shuddered with pleasure. His finger started moving faster within her. She tried not to cry. Then with her other hand she did the exact same thing to Fred, who was behind her. He groaned. She waited till both boys had they're eyes closed then let go and with all her might rammed her fists into their crotch's. They doubled over and fell to the shower floor. She quickly grabbed her towel and ran out of the bathroom.

Fuck, now they might kill me! Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck! This is not good! Wait, just watch your back for the rest of the day! School starts tomorrow! I just hope that never happens again. She quickly changed,dried her hair, and went down to breakfast. She sat down beside Ginny, smiling but she knew the smile didn't reach her eyes. She was so lucky she got away before anything else happened. She heard two pairs of feet bounding down the stairs. She imediatley became nervous when she saw Fred and George. They looked straight back at her and glared.

"I wonder what crawled up their arses and died." Ginny said, laughing. Through the entire breakfast they just stared at her. Yeah, she'd deffinitly have to watch her back.

Hey, soory it took me forever to write, or type, more, but lets just blame it on school. Kay? Please R&R! Peace, love, and pickles!:)