The twins obediently followed Hermione till they reached the back of the garden. George was satisfied enough with his brothers fiancées presence but Fred wanted more than that.
"What do you want Hermione," Fred asked in an impatient tone, clearly not happy to be in the vicinity of his twin.
"All I want is for you to grow up." Hermione said, "I am a woman Fred! I am allowed to hug George if I wish. You cannot assault him for that."
Fred bit his lip before he spoke, "well the hug looked a bit one sided to me."
Although George had decided before leaving the house that he would let Hermione do all the talking he had to interject, "I had the right to ask and are you imply that I forced her to hug me?"
"Of course he wasn't," Hermione insisted, "and yes George you do have the right to know. But the fact of the matter is that I don't know who the father is. I asked around at St. Mungo's, hypothetically of course, similarly to muggles they can tell me about their genetic makeup but not between identical twins as you have the same genetic makeup."
Fred and George hung their heads in pain, it was killing the both of them, this not knowing.
"What I actually wanted to tell you is that I have decided what I want to do. Of course I am marrying Fred as planned but I would like us to move back into the flat above the shop. Nobody can know about this though, Fred and I will raise the baby as a normal couple would but of course you are involved too George, I would never exclude you from my babies' life." Hermione said in a caring tone.
The brothers shared a look of disbelief; Hermione could talk so fast sometimes.
"Okay," George said softly, although he knew Hermione was worried about Fred agree to this new living arrangement.
"Thank you. Fred say something," Hermione insisted while subconsciously rubbing her belly.
"If it will make you happy I will," Fred said in a much quieter voice than normal. Sharing his soon to be wife and baby with his twin was certainly less than ideal. Fred did feel that his choice was sharing Hermione or not having her at all. Fred knew that if he and Hermione broke up, he knew George would step into his shoes.
"Thank you," Hermione said as she flung her hands around her fiancé necks. "I love you."
George looked away as Hermione kissed her partner. "We should go back inside," George suggested as he started walking back to the house.
Fred flung Hermione onto his back and piggy backed her inside, the sudden movement caused her to squeal in surprise. Hermione asked Fred to be carefully as he bounced along the footpath.
Molly opened the front door allowing George to sluggishly enter followed by the boisterous twin still carrying Hermione on his back.
"What is going on?" Molly asked with a frown, as not many moments ago her sons had been brawling. Now they appeared to be ignoring each other.
When Molly didn't receive an answer, she pulled out the chair in front of her, "sit."
Fred and Hermione were suddenly inseparable, Hermione was thrilled with Fred's cooperative and Fred was over the moon that Hermione had forgiven his early actions against George. Molly saw the look on depressed look on George's face.
"We are moving back to the shop's flat," Fred stated happily.
Molly's eyebrows rose as she looked between the three of them, wondering what had brought around this sudden change of heart. Molly's eyes quickly narrowed as she watched George trying not to be sick at the end of the table.
"You have thirty seconds to tell me what is going on," Molly instructed.
"Mum!" Fred said loudly, "can you please let Hermione and I be happy. We are moving back to the flat with George, he is my twin and he should be involved in this."
Molly smiled as she wrapped her arms around the eldest twins, knowing the truth George still believed Fred, he was very convincing.
"Actually we should be going," Hermione smiled, "we should start moving straight away."
"Good idea, I miss you too much Fred," George said sarcastically but Molly didn't notice.
"I will see you later Molly," Hermione said as she hugged and kissed on the cheek her future mother in law. "I will have to come round tomorrow and we can start making plans for the wedding."
"Bye mum," the twins said in unison, they then shared a look of discomfort; they hadn't talked in unison since that night two months ago.
The three of them walked outside knowing Molly was watching from the window.
"Fred can you please go to Diagon Alley and get the apartment ready, I will show George to our place. Once the apartment is ready we can transfer all of our furniture. It shouldn't take you longer then fifteen minutes." Hermione said, she knew she needed privacy with George, he clearly wanted to talk to her.
Fred gave George a dark look before kissing Hermione's forehead, "I will see you in fifteen minutes" he smiled as he vanished from their presence. George held onto Hermione's arm and closed his eyes, when he opened them he was in an unfamiliar room. Talking over her shoulder as she walked down the hall, with George on her tail, "That's the master bedroom on the left; bathroom on the right, behind us is the front door."
George continued to follow Hermione through the apartment, "It's nice Hermione."
"Thanks, have a seat," Hermione offered as she made her way to the kitchen bench and tried to open a draw. When it wouldn't open she noticed George's hand holding it shut, she spun around to question him but didn't get a chance. Once she was facing him George grabbed Hermione's waist and lifted Hermione up onto the bench. He could feel her breathing becoming more rapid as he gently moved his hands on her waist. Hermione pushed George's hand away, trying to gesture that his advances were unwanted.
"Tell me you don't want me," George said as he looked deeply into her eyes,
"I want Fred," Hermione gulped, "and if you want to be in this babies life you have to accept my relationship with Fred. Nothing can happen between us."
"But it already has," George pointed out, "twice."
"George the first time I can't even remember," Hermione lied, small snippets of that night she could remember, the end more so then the beginning, "the second time I was distraught."
"Are you seriously saying that I took advantage of you?" George asked in a hurt voice.
"No," Hermione said in an exhausted tone, "it is just that I am with Fred and I want this to work. That means there is no us, we are just friends."
"Friends with benefits?" George smiled,
Hermione leaned forward to hug the ginger who stood in front of her as she sat on the bench, she gave him a kiss on the cheek, "Don't ever change."
George attempted to turn his head to met her lips but she was too quick for him and pushed him away playfully. "You have got to stop doing that."
"Doing what?" Fred asked as he stood in the kitchens entrance.
"George was just being silly, but he is going to stop now. We have to move, then start getting the house baby proof." Hermione carefully jumped down off the bench and joined her future husband in the door way.
Hermione knew there was only one way to send George the right message. Hermione's mouth covered Fred's in a demanding way, he responded by backing her into the door frame and grapping her waist in a rough manner.
Hermione giggled in a very un-Hermioneish manner as Fred gently nibbled on her neck, Hermione started walking backwards will she backed into the table. Fred grabbed her thighs and lifted her onto the table, as Fred attacked her collarbone, Hermione managed to say, "George can you give us a few minutes?"
"Or hours," Fred mumbled through kissing her chest.
"I'll start packing," George said in a defeated tone. He knew what Hermione was trying to do, of course Fred was trying to prove the point also, that Hermione's was his.
YEAH! FaithLavine this means you owe me :P Going too fast forward next chapter. Hope you all liked it!