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It wouldn't be long before Emerald and Fred had planned a humiliating, yet classic prank. It was one where the boys wouldn't find themselves in a completely humiliating situation, but this prank would make sure that Emerald would never be forgotten. While Fred knew that he was sure to feel the harsh sting of mocking laughter, it almost seemed worth it to see such a happy smile on Emerald's face. He knew that it was weird, but he looked forward to the time that they spent together planning their prank. She was always so eager every time he suggested a new idea and it made his heart skip a beat. It was…strange and hard to explain what he was feeling. A girl had never made him feel like this before; he'd never been so nervous or felt so awkward while talking with her. Despite how awkward he was, she would just smile and lean forward with a secret or a joke heard from America. To put it simply, Emerald was sheer delight in Fred's almost routine life.

When the day came to finally pull their carefully planned prank, both twin and girl were equally nervous. It was the simplest thing that Fred had ever come up with, but the thought of pulling a prank on his brother was one to make his palms sweat. The fact that Fred would have to endure the same prank as his brother had crossed his mind and had just as quickly left. It didn't seem to matter that he was going to be humiliated. If it was going to make Emerald smile and giggle, having his classmates laugh at him almost seemed worth it. They sat at opposite sides of the Gryffindor table one Saturday morning. There was a planned trip to Hogsmede, so most students were eagerly eating their breakfasts and quickly leaving to make it outside in time to leave. Emerald was sitting with her hippie friends while Fred sat with his brother and their usual crowd. They would steal random glances at one another, always smirking before quickly looking away. Both were patiently waiting for their cue, which they knew had to come very soon.

They both suddenly jumped when George slowly stood up with a long stretch.

"Come on, let's go." He said after a long yawn. Fred nodded, slowly standing up with his eyes focused on his brother. George furrowed his brow together.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" He asked lazily, rubbing his eyes of any left over sleep. Fred shrugged his shoulders, stuffing his hands into his pockets.

"Nothing, just…nothing." George stared at his brother a moment before looking away and slowly heading down the length of the table. Fred followed across from him, trying to act as casual as possible as his eyes continuously went to his brother. Of course George noticed and quickly got annoyed with his brother's constant looks. He quickly stopped and wasn't surprised when Fred copied him.

"Dude, are you on crack or something?" Fred took a step to the side and mentally smirked when his brother did the same.

"No…haven't taken or smoked anything in at least three days." He took another step to the side, slowly easing his way over towards Emerald. She watched them both with careful eyes and a nervous lip tucked under her front teeth. The twins were moving closer and closer and it would really be only a matter of seconds before…well, you could guess what was going to happen.

"Then what the hell is wrong with you…and why do you keep moving to the side?" Fred just shrugged his shoulders.

"I like the breeze." George rolled his eyes.

"You're such a spaz."

With the next step George took, he instantly stopped with his jaw dropped and his shoulders rising up next to his ears. Everybody grew silent as Fred and George stood absolutely still as a sweet smell slowly filled the Great Hall. George was the first to react, quickly slicking back his hair with his face beet red.

"What the fuck?" He asked angrily. Emerald bit her lower lip to keep from giggling as Fred pushed his hair aside and gently licked his fingertips.

"It's honey." He told his brother. George slammed his foot as he tried to wipe himself clean.

"No shit! I know that it's honey dumb ass!" He exclaimed. "Who's got the balls to pull this?" His head whipped around to view the people sitting with their eyes wide and their jaws dropped. For as long as they had remembered at their time at Hogwarts, nobody had ever attempted or dared to prank the Weasley twins. Nobody had even dared to think about pranking them. Whoever had done this, even if it was just dousing them with honey, was about to be torn to shreds by George. Many were a bit surprised to see Fred acting calmly while his brother stood freaking out. Emerald stared up at George with a huge smirk on her face.

"You know George, the funny thing about honey is that it's one of the hardest things to get out of hair…clothing…it's just hard to get out of anything…looks like you've got some work to do…have fun with that." She said with a smirk. George's nostrils flared out as he and Emerald just stared at each other. She broke the stare with a little giggle. "You look like you're about to bust a blood vein in your face."

"It's because I am!" He screamed angrily. George disappeared from the room while Fred stood with a small smirk on his face as the honey slowly started to dry. Emerald noticed him and quickly popped up from her seat.

"Come on," she whispered. "Let's go get you cleaned up." They walked out together, but not without the eyes of everybody in the hall upon them. Emerald and Fred didn't know it, but by the end of the day, everybody in the school would hear the rumor that Fred Weasley was dating Emerald Shepherd. Of course, by the end of the day, it wouldn't be a rumor.

Fred and Emerald rushed up the stairs to the nearest bathroom with the biggest smirks on their faces. They had done the impossible; they had pulled a prank on George. True it was the simplest bloody thing that they had thought of, but they had still done it. They burst into the bathroom with loud laughter escaping their lips.

"Did you see the look on his face?" Emerald asked excitedly. "I've never seen somebody so pissed off, and I lived in America!" Fred smirked as he ran his hands under the sink.

"George just likes to over react." He told her. Emerald took a towel and soaked it under the faucet.

"Here, let me help." She said gently and slowly began to wipe off his face. He closed his eyes as she ran the towel over his forehead and nose. The echoing splash of water drowned out any other noise and calmed the pair. Emerald simply wiped off his face before leaning over to squeeze the honey from the towel. Fred suddenly grabbed her wrist and made her drop the towel, her eyes going up to meet his. "Fred…?"

They stared at one another, the splattering water fading into the background. He pulled her closer by her wrist and gently kissed her. It was only a soft touch to the lips, but it was enough to send shivers down each of their spines. Despite the fact that Fred was covered in honey, Emerald wrapped her arms around his neck and hungrily pressed her lips against Fred's. They stumbled against the sink and Fred pressed as hard as he could against her. She whimpered as he hauled her up and sat her on the sink. She whimpered, but suddenly pulled back with a little giggle.

"What's so funny?" He asked, letting himself smirk as she kept giggling. She glanced down between her legs before looking up at Fred, still giggling.

"There's honey…everywhere." She said. Fred glanced down and smirked widely.

"Yeah…I guess there is."

"You should probably go and take a shower." She suggested. Fred looked up at her.

"Looks like you need one too." Emerald smirked.

"How about we take one together?" She asked with a sensually raised eyebrow. Fred's jaw dropped.

"Are you serious?" He asked. Emerald scoffed, slipping down to the floor and edging past Fred. She tossed the towel into the garbage can and picked up a new one to start cleaning off her skirt.

"Hell no, but we should go out some time." She glanced up at him with a raised eyebrow. "What do you think?" She asked. Fred slicked back his hair, only to have it slop over to the side.

"Yeah…that'd be great." Emerald smiled.

"Do you think that George will be pissed?" She asked, a troubled work suddenly crossing her face. Fred thought for a moment. His brother was already pissed off thanks to their prank and them dating wouldn't help matters. Fred wanted very much to be with Emerald, but he didn't want to alienate his brother.

Fred shook his head and smiled brightly at her, earning an equally brilliant smile from Emerald.

"No…I'll talk to him, things will be fine."