Fred and Hermione jumped apart.
'Quick, you have to hide?'
'Why?' Fred asked, very frustrated that they had been so rudely interrupted.
'You can't be in here' she whispered, casting a spell to dry both their clothes.
'And you can?' Fred asked, fixing his clothes . She looked at him
'Prefect' she said, tapping her badge with a smirk
'Oh yeah…sorry your boobs distracted me' he said, staring unashamedly at her chest. She smacked his arm lightly.
'Hide' she said.
'This is ridiculous Hermione…'
'What's ridiculous is you casting that spell and all this happening' she said, walking towards the locked door.
'I had fun' he grinned, ducking into a toilet cubical and closing the door. He heard Hermione apologize to the person trying to get in and make up a believable excuse of a broken water pipe as to why she had locked people out.
'But now its safe to come in' she finished.
'Right…' a wizzing voice said. Fred froze, he knew that voice.
'Well aren't you leaving?' Filch said
'Oh right…yes' Hermione said lamely.
Don't leave me in here! Fred thought, standing on top of the toilet seat in case Filch looked under it. He heard shuffling footsteps a few taps being turned off harder-probably so the students couldn't turn them back on.
'What's this?' Filch said, he was close to the place where Fred was hiding. Fred held his breath, it wasn't that he was afraid of Filch, but he didn't enjoy the idea o what would happen if he got caught in the prefect's bathroom, which Hermione has just walked out of.
'Anyone in here?' Filch called out 'You're meant to be in class…and as a prefect you should know that' he said. Fred stayed silent.
'Hello?' he called again, stopping right outside Fred's toilet door.
Fred cast a silent locking spell on the door just in time.
Fred jumped silently when Filch tried the door handle, rattling it around, trying to make the door open.
'What in blazing…why won't you open?' Filch said through gritted teeth, shaking the door harder. Fred was highly tempted to blast the door open in Filches face, but he resisted.
'Open you blasted door' Filch snarled
Fred was then really tempted to simply say 'No' in a door voice, but he knew not to.
'Arghh…I'll be back, you mark my words…gonna get my tool box you hear me'
Fred was doubled over in silent laughter; the way Filch talked to a locked door was hilarious.
A cat meow sounded at the doorway
'Ahh my sweet' Filch said 'Come to help me?'
Fred wondered how on earth a raggedly old cat in need of a good kick could help open a magically locked door.
The cat meowed again.
'Where are you my sweet?' Filch asked 'come here' he called, talking a few steps away from Fred and the toilet door. Then the cat began to meow, but this time with a higher pitch
'My sweet?' Filch asked, starting to run for the door 'Those bloody kids, if I catch you hurting my cat I swear I'll…'
Fred heard him run out of the prefect bathroom and slam the door.
He sighed in relief, unlocked the door with a wave of his wand and stepped out. He caught a glimpse of the shower he and Hermione had occupied only a few minutes earlier and grinned a very happy and childlike grin. He chuckled to himself as he made his way to the corridor outside; visions of Hermione kissing him and being a brilliant tease dancing across his mind.
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Fred had been a few minutes late to charms, but not late enough to get a detention. He went through the rest of the day with not much attention for the world around him; too busy thinking of his witch.
At dinnertime he was sad not to have her sit across from him next to Harry, helping him with his latest issue, she was on prefect duty until later that night. He liked that she was dedicated to her schoolwork and her responsibilities, but at the same time he knew she had a wilder, rebellious side. Her flower tattoo for example. Sure she had argued it was just temporary, but still.
Sitting in the common room later the night, he was plotting a new rebellious act against Umbridge when she climbed in through the portrait hole. She smiled at him, then walked over to Harry and Ron, who by the looks of it were pulling their hair out over homework, from his guess either potions or divination. They continued to talk to each of the people they were with, Fred with George and Lee, Hermione with Harry and Ron, but they caught each other's eyes every few minutes, making each other grin or blush.
'I am too tired to plot' George yawned
'Lee, quick take him to the hospital wing!' Fred joked; Lee placed a hand on George's forehead
'Yep, high fever, that explains the crazy talk'
'Shut up' George laughed. He got up and stretched 'Night all' he said, walking off to the boys dormitories.
'Actually mate, I'm pretty beat too' Lee said, yawning
'I'll clean up' Fred said
'Thanks' Lee clapped a hand on Fred's shoulder then walked away, while Fred began to pack up their notes and diagrams for their next plot.
'I give up! I quit!' Fred heard Ron say from the other side of the room, he heard loud feet stomping up the stairs followed by Hermione's voice
'Its really not that hard'
'Only for you Hermione' Harry said 'I got to lay down before my head explodes'
'Alright, you go up, I'll pack these books up' Hermione said
'Thanks' Harry said and then his feet sounded up the stairs.
Fred looked around, there was hardly anyone left in the common room, one sixth year asleep at the table by the window, two second years behind the chairs in front of the fire playing exploding snap, Hermione and himself.
He finished tidying up his prank book and papers, then heard soft foot steps coming towards him, he stayed where he was, not looking around, pretending to be reading one of his pages of notes.
'Hey' Hermione said softly
'Hey' he smiled up at her, she sat on the armrest of his chair
'Sorry about today'
'What about today?' he said, suddenly freaking out that she regretted what had happened in the shower.
'About leaving you in the bathroom' she said in a small voice
'Ohh' he gave a sigh of relief
'I didn't know what else to do!' she said looking at him 'He asked if I was leaving, what else was I meant to say?' she twisted her hands in her lap a few times
'Hey, its alright, I was fine' he smiled at her, then wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her down to sit in his lap.
'I thought you were upset about what we did in the shower' he whispered in her ear so that the two little kids near the fire definitely couldn't hear.
'Oh! No! Fred I swear that's not…'
'Shhh' he kissed her relief flooding over him, she broke away
'I don't regret it at all! I…I actually really liked it' she blushed
'Really now?' he chuckled, pulling her closer to him
'And I did get Filch away eventually' she said, Fred looked at her confused.
'He was going to get a tool box because I locked the door, then Mrs. Norris started meowing so he left…how did you…'
Hermione turned bright red
'Hermione?' he looked at her puzzled
'Meow' she said in a tiny voice. Fred burst into a huge fit of laughter
'YOU! You…you meowed! YOU WERE MRS. NORRISS!' He roared
She nodded, still bright red 'I panicked, and couldn't think how else to make him leave…'
Fred was wiping tears of laughter from his eyes.
'I know you could come up with a better plan but I…'
'That was brilliant!' Fred had a huge smile on his face and absolute adoration in his eyes 'You are brilliant Hermione'
'I only meowed' she said shyly
'You did more then that' he grinned, utter pride and affection rising in his chest, he placed a hand on her cheek. He went to say something but couldn't, so after a second he simply kissed her, to show her how he felt.
Apples and Beckett
Sorry for such a long wait! I got an idea for a new Fanfic and got carried away with it and other things in life.
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