Fred and George apparated back into their living room, wearing only their underwear. Hermione was thankful it was warm, although she was no longer wet thanks to a quick bit of wand work, she still was practically naked.

Hermione grabbed her husband's face, after the past few hours at the waterfall; she was sure more than ever that Fred was the only one she needed. In an attempt to regain energy, Fred made them a nice lunch, even setting the table correctly and making the napkins into peacocks.

"It was really nice having you all to myself today," Fred said innocently, not realising the mistaken reference to the trios relationship.

"That isn't what I meant, I don't even count George half the time, he is practically just the other half of me. I meant, we are both busy with the shop, family stuff and Drew, we don't get that much time together.

"I certainly enjoyed having you all to myself too." Hermione smiled.

There was an awkward silence as Fred looked at Hermione intently; he knew she was trying to decide what to say next. He asked what she was thinking but before she could answer George arrived, unusually he entered using the front door and not the floo, carrying a sleeping Drew. His sudden arrival made Hermione jump nervously, she tried to cover it by standing up and placing the dishes in the sink. Fred has noticed her jump and wondered why George's arrival had surprised her so.

George waved as he walked past the kitchen to put Drew to bed, quickly returning, giving his brother a pat on the back and Hermione a kiss on the cheek. George then turned Hermione's face to face his and went to kiss her on the lips, and out of habit Hermione almost kissed him but at the last second she pulled away. "We need to talk," Hermione informed George, although it was directed at both brothers.

"We shouldn't sneak around like this," Hermione said quietly once they were all sitting at the table, with Hermione seated in the middle as usual.

"You want to go public?" George asked raising an eyebrow, he really wouldn't mind, it was Hermione's reputation he was worried about. Even though his brother and he had created a crazily successful business people still didn't take them too seriously.

"No!" Hermione said very quickly, "what I meant was, I am with Fred."

"And you should sneak around with me?" George asked, he was suddenly flooded with a mix of emotions, he was both excited and disappointed. The loss of this relationship meant the proper gain of another, although Hermione didn't know it, George had seen her spying that night at the eatery. He had planned to talk to Hermione when he got home, but he had been distracted.

There was a few moments of awkward silence, before George stood up and offered his hand, "I can't believe I just got dumped." He smiled as she accepted his hand. "We must call Ginny, and go out tonight! We can still hang out can't we?"

"Of course," Hermione smiled as she gave him a bear hug, she was glad he had taken the news so well. "It is a perfect plan, Ginny has been nagging me for ages to let her babysit."

Once George left the room, Fred spun Hermione into his arms, nuzzling her neck he whispered, "I love you wife."

"You're welcome," Hermione responded, knowing his proclamation of love was in fact a disguised thanks. Although Fred had accepted and welcomed George presence in their relationship, Hermione knew it wasn't healthy for her husband.

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Hermione awoke with her arm loosely draped over Fred's back as he slept face down on the bed. Her head felt like it was having nails hammered into it, she had no recollection after she dropped Drew of at Ginny's!

Everything south of her belly button also ached, but Hermione could tell that whatever had caused that aching would have been worth it, if only she could remember it that is.

Hermione felt the bed shuffle, but Fred wasn't moving. Hermione hit her head on the pillow before gently rolling over to see George lying next to her. Hermione hit her head on the pillow in frustration again.

"Last night wasn't that bad was it?" George asked.

"You're funny George Weasley," Hermione smirked just before she pushed George out of the bed. He fell to the floor with a light thud. "If you ever get me drunk again Mr Weasley you will be in big trouble. Now go to your room." Hermione smiled, although she was serious.

"Don't be silly Hermione, I think we both know that i will always be waking up in your bed." George said playfully.

"Not if Hermione says no," Fred commented softly as he woke up, not bothering to roll off his stomach.

George shrugged as he left the room, knowing full well he should just let them be, but it was easier said then done.

Is this a good spot to finish? I am so perplexed about leaving this story... I have been working on it for a while now.

Am currently working on a twin one shot. Don't forget to author alert me, so you don't miss out.

Have a good new year everyone!