Their first day was quick and it wasn't long before Emerald and Fred were rushing out of the house with Molly screaming after them. While her screams were loud enough to disturb the entire magical world, Fred and Emerald couldn't hear her.

"Fred! Come back here right now!" She screamed in the doorframe. Emerald laughed as Fred tripped over a loose stone, but he kept running.

"We'll be back in a few hours mom!" He called, not bothering to turn and actually tell her. Molly sighed, resting against the doorframe out of frustration.

"Those two…I don't know what I'm going to do with him." She muttered as she walked back into the house and gently clicked the door shut behind her. Arthur shrugged his shoulders, his eyes remaining on the paper that sat in front of him.

"Hmmm…" He muttered, not really paying attention to the conversation going on around him.

"I think it's sweet." Ginny said as she helped her mother clear the dishes from dinner. "Fred's finally hanging out with somebody other than George…and best of all, he's actually got a girlfriend, something that we all thought would never happen." George scoffed, staring down at his empty place mat.

"Sure…"

The majority of the family remained, save for Ron, Harry, Hermione, and Charlie, who had gone off to have their own conversation about dragons. Nobody was really sure why they were talking about dragons, but they had gone to talk about dragons. George, Ginny, and Bill remained at the table along with their parents. All remained in good spirits, save for a very pissed George. He didn't like Emerald being here or the fact that he had to keep his mouth shut about it. He would be fine if he could just make a snide comment every once in a while, but sadly he couldn't even do that. It was like shaking a bottle of pop and leaving the cap on to let the pressure build. The frustration was about to drive him up the fucking wall. Not to mention the fact that his family wouldn't stop talking about her…he was about to just fucking kill a baby or something drastic like that to get rid of his anger.

"George?"

His head suddenly snapped up when he realized that he had been asked a question. He thought for a moment, trying to remember if he could what he had been asked.

"Uh…"

"Are you even paying attention?" Ginny asked. He honestly shook his head.

"Not really."

"I asked you what you thought of Emerald?" George pursed his lips together, letting out a heavy sigh through his nose.

"Do you want an honest answer?"

"Oh George, stop it!" Molly exclaimed as she walked behind George and smacked him upside the head. "Emerald is a sweet girl and she makes your brother happy."

"He's only happy because she puts out." Everybody gasped, turning to George with shocked eyes.

"George!"

"Well it's true!" He screamed, pushing up from the table. "She's a hippie vegetarian, Shakespeare thumping freak and she's gotten her claws into Fred!"

His family stared at him with pure shock as he slammed the table, finishing his rant. They hadn't realized how upset George really was over this. It was clear by the anger in his voice and the fire in his eyes that he truly despised Emerald. They didn't know what to say and they didn't know what to think; the only thing that was clear to them that for the rest of Emerald's trip, George would have to be kept away from her for fear of something drastic happening.

"I don't want you ruining things for Fred." Molly told him, voicing what everybody was thinking. "I've never seen him so happy before and you won't ruin this for him…I want grandchildren just like every other normal woman with seven children!" She exclaimed, tears spilling from her eyes. George let out a heavy sigh and sunk back down into his seat.

"I'm sorry, mum." He muttered, keeping his eyes down. Molly shook her head, slowly sitting down with a small whimper. "I'll stay away from Fred and Emerald…forever…" Bill rolled his eyes.

"Stop being such a drama bitch." He told him. "Fred's happy, why are you so pissed off?"

"Do you realize how long it's been since we pranked anybody?"

"So why not prank somebody by yourself?" George scoffed.

"No way, that would just be stupid." Ginny shook her head as she started washing dishes while her mother tried to recover from her sudden emotional outburst.

"Who says that you need to prank people?"

"It's our seventh year!"

"So?"

"So we're supposed to pull a billion pranks before we leave! How are we supposed to be remembered if we don't pull as many pranks as possible?" Ginny shook her head.

"There's no rule that says that you and Fred have to prank everybody in school. Besides, it's not like people are going to forget you tomorrow." George huffed, slumping in his seat and staring down with narrowed eyes.

"You wouldn't understand…"

"Of course I wouldn't, I'm the normal one in the family."

"It's true, you kinda are." Bill commented. Geroge's leg started to shake under the table, his eyes darting towards the door.

"When are they coming back?" He asked angrily. By this time, Molly had recovered from her emotional state and was once against bustling around the kitchen.

"Your brother said a few hours…and I'm going to give him a few hours before I bring him back…" Bill raised an eyebrow.

"What do you mean bring him back?" He asked, taking a huge chomp out of a freshly picked apple.

"You'll see in a few hours if he doesn't come back."

Miles away, Fred and Emerald were roaring away down some country road with laughter echoing between them. Fred was going a bit overboard with the car, but Emerald wasn't saying anything. They would only have the car for a few more days, so it was best to just let him get this out of his system now.

"This car is amazing." He muttered under his breath for the third time that hour. Emerald smirked.

"Take a left." She said suddenly. Fred furrowed his brow together, but did as she said and turned onto a dirty, yet smooth path. He instantly slowed down as he rumbled over small rocks and lumps of dead grass.

"Where are we going?" He asked.

"You'll see." She whispered. Emerald smiled as they continued to slowly drive. It would have been a scary situation if Emerald didn't know where she was going, but lucky for them, she knew exactly where she was going. Fred hesitated when he saw the evil gleam in her face.

"Come on Emerald, I don't wanna keep driving in the dark. Where are you taking us?" Emerald's hand suddenly snapped out across his chest, causing him to instantly press his foot on the brakes. "What is it?"

"We're here." She said before eagerly popping out of the car. Fred was close behind her, grabbing his wand to light their way. His steps suddenly stilled as his gaze was drawn upwards to the grand sight that was before him. A great white church that had obviously been forgotten stood creaking in the woods. The abandoned church shone brightly in the moonlight and Fred briefly questioned why he was here. He quickly snapped out of it when he saw Emerald running for the front door.

"Hey! Wait up!" He exclaimed. She laughed as she rushed into the church, the doors remaining open for him to follow. He ran in after her, but found that she had disappeared somewhere in the church. He furrowed his brow together, holding up his wand. It didn't help him find her, but he was able to avoid the boards that had come loose. "Where are you?" He asked, his voice bouncing off the acoustic walls and floating back towards him.

"If you can find me, I'll give you your Christmas present." She taunted from somewhere in the church. Her voice echoed around him and sent chills up his spine. Fred smirked.

"I thought that I already got my Christmas present."

"Sex doesn't count." She shot back. Fred laughed.

"I still get sex later though, right?" He heard Emerald giggle, but her laughter didn't help him locate her.

"It's a possibility, but if you want your real present you'll have to find me." Fred let out a heavy sigh, looking around the room with his wand held out. He would play her game for a few minutes, but after a while he would just give up and force her to come out. He walked to the front of the church where the alter stood in disarray. The piano sat next to the alter, one leg gone and forcing it to lean against the floor. He heard a small snicker and instantly bent over to see Emerald sitting with her knees tucked to her chest and a huge smile on her face.

"Well hello…" He said, crawling underneath the piano to join her. Emerald smirked, instantly leaning into his chest as he wrapped an arm around her.

"You found me." She whispered against his neck, gently biting on his ear. Fred shivered.

"Sex now?" Emerald laughed.

"After you open your present." She told him. She crawled from underneath the piano and pulled him after her. "Come on, it's out in the car!"

"Then why did we have to go through all this?" He asked as they ran down the center aisle and out the front door.

"Because games are fun!" She exclaimed happily. "And besides, this is the coolest church I've ever seen."

"It's deserted." He muttered.

"But that doesn't change the fact that it's cool." Fred smirked as they trotted down the front steps and back to the car. It stood gleaming in the moonlight and Fred let out a dreamy sigh.

"I love this car…" He said as Emerald went around to the back and popped the trunk. There was some rustling before she emerged with something very tall behind her back. Fred crossed his arms as she slowly approached him with his present tucked behind her back.

"Which hand?" She asked with a raised eyebrow. Fred laughed and rolled his eyes.

"You know that I can see it."

"Don't always trust your eyes, they can play tricks on you just as easily." She muttered. Fred laughed again.

"All right…the right hand." Emerald smiled.

"Good choice."

She brought her right hand from behind her back, holding out the gift that sat in her hand. Fred's jaw dropped to the ground as he hesitantly took the gift.

"Oh my God…Emerald…"

"It's the latest model, right?" She asked eagerly. Emerald had bought him a broomstick, the latest model according to the salesperson, but she wasn't completely sure. "I know that you play Quidditch so I figured that you would need a new broomstick…do you like it?" Fred instantly nodded.

"It's the fastest they've ever built…wait…this model isn't even out on the market until next year. How the hell did you get one?" Emerald innocently shrugged her shoulders.

"I have my ways…so you like it?" Fred nodded and brought her into a tight embrace.

"I love it, now I'll have to take you out flying." Emerald quickly shook her head.

"No way are you getting me on that thing. I hate heights."

"Then how about we get back in the car…the back seat maybe?" Emerald laughed.

"Even when I give you this amazing gift, all you can think about is sex." Fred opened the door for her, offering her an arm into the backseat.

"It's me, you should know better by now."