Breakfast 740
The morning dawned bright and early, and it found Fred laying flat on his back. A smile adorned his face as he thought of the kiss he and a certain witch had shared in the garage. Since his fifth year of Hogwarts Fred had started to think Hermione was the most amazing witch of the age. Of course she was intelligent, and could stand up to Fred's practical jokes.
The red head rolled over and buried his face into the pillow. George snorted on the bed next to him which caused some annoyance in Fred. How could George snore so loud, and manage to sleep through it? After years of sharing the same bedroom with him Fred did get used to it. Although after they opened WWW and slept in seperate rooms Fred delighted in the silence all through the night.
A gentle knock caused Fred to sit up and groan. He rubbed the sleep from his eyes and stood up stretching. He straightened his boxers to appear slightly decent and then opened the door. Bright brown eyes and flushed cheeks greeted him.
"Good morning Hermione." Fred smirked as Hermione's cheeks grew warmer at the sight of tan, muscled skin and blue boxers. "Can I help you this morning?"
Hermione nodded and proceeded to tell him that Mrs. Weasley said breakfast was going to be on the table in ten minutes. Harry and Ron were already seated and starving so they'd better get a seat before the food disappeared. With a thankful smile Fred said he'd be down in a few minutes. He just needed to wake up George.
Hermione nodded and went on her way to wake up the rest of the brood. Fred stared down the hallway after her with a silly grin on his face. With a thump he was hit in the back of a head with a heavy pillow.
"GEORGE!" Fred slammed the door and ran over to give George a good beating. "Why would you do that? I was just having a vision of a Great and a Beautiful Goddess." Fred fell back onto his bed with a weird expression on his face. George arched an eyebrow and stared at his brother.
"Fred... Weasley. I do believe you have a crush on little Miss Granger." George teased causing Fred to bury his face into his pillow. "Oh come now brother, I approve completely. Have you said anything to her yet?" With a sigh Fred stood up and began to dress for the day.
"No." he said. Then he whispered something quietly.
"What was that?" George strained to hear.
"I kissed her though." Quietly, yet heard. George's mouth dropped and he stared at the other twin. Fred shrugged and opened the door of their bedroom. "It was nice. She kissed me back. Oh yeah, breakfast is going to be on the table in about three minutes."
George's mind cleared at the thought of breakfast and he scrambled to get dressed. "That's unfair Fred!" He heard Fred's laughter all the way down the stairs.
Once everyone was seated at the table Mrs. Weasley pointed out to George that his shirt was inside out. George then glared at Fred and flung a bisquit at him. The table then burst into laughter, and conversation from everyone. Harry and Ginny were talking with Mrs. Weasley about a few apartments in Diagon Alley they had looked into. Mr. Weasley, Ron, and Bill, would had flooed in for a visit, were discussing advanced Quidditch tactics.
That left Hermione to talk with Fred and George. They spoke about the joke shop, and how it was coming along. There were of course problems, but nothing to major. They didn't have enough volunteers to test out the products on so it normally happened on the twins. Nowadays they couldn't pay someone to test out products, because they didn't have first aid standing by.
"If you wanted the help, I could come and sit by on the weekends and couple evenings during the week." Hermione offered to them and the boys lit up and launched into a discussiong about sending out fliers for product testers. Hermione took that as a good sign, and smiled at the thought of extra gold in her purse.
Fred's ears were a deep red with happiness at the thought of getting to spend more time with Hermione. Neither of them had talked about what happened in the garage yet, but both of them wanted it to happen again.
Once everyone's stomachs had been filled with second and third helpings the family and friends dispursed to go about decorating the house more. What else could be done Hermione wasn't sure. There were bats, and pumpkins, mice, and all sorts of things floating around. Lights were hung up, and little gnomes were running around in the front yard wearing little witch hats.
Hermione smiled happily as she rounded up all of her belongings. Although it was a Saturday she needed to go into St. Mungo's. She had booked a couple of weekend appointments. The young witch looked around the house for Mrs. Weasley to tell her that she'd be back later on in the evening. Instead of finding the elderly witch she ran straight into Fred.
"Hullo Fred. I was just looking for your mum." She spoke to him with a professional air about herself and blushed as Fred stroked her cheek lightly.
"She went to Diagon Alley to pick up a few things for the Halloween dinner. Anything I can help with?" Hermione shook her head but then changed her mind.
"Well, I was simply going to tell her I needed to head into the office for a little bit. Also, to not wait up for me I might be late getting back this evening." she smiled as she spoke and Fred nodded along with her words. "I'll be off then." Hermione turned away from him, but Fred grabbed her hand quickly.
"Could I come with you? Maybe take you to lunch after a couple of patients?" Fred's eyes twinkled with hope, and Hermione blushed.
"Sounds good. Go get your stuff, we need to leave soon." Fred's eyes went wide then and he flew up the stairs to grab his wallet, and a jacket. In next to no time he was right back at Hermione's side by the fireplace.
They took each other hands and threw in a dash of floo powder. Hermione spoke loudly and clearly "St. Mungo's!" and they both stepped into the grate. With a flash of emerald fire and a mouthful of ashes they stepped out of the fireplace at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries.
Before heading to her office Hermione and Fred brushed the soot off of themselves. With a grin they both headed forward.
"That was quite an excellent breakfast that mum cooked this morning. It was especially delicious." Fred tried to strike up a conversation with the brown haired witch as they strode along.
Hermione blushed some and looked up at him.
"I'm glad you think so, because actually, your mum has been teaching me to cook." Hermione smiled. "So I actually made everything but the homemade marmalade. That was all your mum."
Fred gaped at her.
"You made breakfast..." He spoke quietly. 'Wow. I just keep liking her more and more.'
A/n. So what does everyone think? I think it's going quite well. I'm sure Fred is a bit out of character with being shy, but he's never been in LOVE before. Which is what it is. He's in love with Hermione. _ YEAH! Um. The Halloween party is going to be in the next chapter. I'm sorry I'm slow at updating. The ideas typically hit me during my sleeping process. Then I build from there. I erase, edit, and spaz generally before getting any work done. ENJOY!