Crookshanks was curled up in my lap purring, happy that i had returned. Judging by his weight though, i suspect Dumbledore may not have fed him the diet food i had provided. I smiled down at the lazy cat before looking back at the view. I was sitting on the roof of the burrow to collect myself. Finding out about the coin has added more confusion on top of my already crazy emotion life the past month.

How had Ron stumbled across it? Is it truly the reason he did what he did? Or was the dark thought already there and it just helped him carry it out? Would i ever see a trace of my old friend again? Or was he lost forever? Why was i just now finding out about the coin? I thought i had known all the legends and myths of the castle. I had surely done enough research into them.

Mr. and Mrs. Weasley were beside themselves. Fred had to pry his mum off me when i came in the house. I nearly fainted from the strength of her hug. Listening to her cries and feeling her body shake against mine was too much for me to handle. Once Fred pulled her off, i slunk upstairs and came up to the roof. Ginny had went straight to bed, not wanting to deal with anything at the moment. Who could blame her? Harry just sat down and played Wizards chess with George to take their minds off of things. Fred had continued to try and calm his mum down by suggesting he help with dinner.

Fred. I was in love with him. Our age bothered me though. Most people don't end up with their first love. It's just a romantic notion in movies and books. We were too young it seemed. I was worried that we would eventually drift apart and move on. Then poor Ron would suffer for nothing. Something about him though drove me insane. The way his eyes lit up when he thought of something mischievous to do. His laugh. When his eyebrows nearly molded together when he was concentrating hard on something. The way his hair whisked around in the wind. His smile. The way his body felt beneath my fingers. How he made me feel safe just by being in the room. How could there ever be someone better than Fred Weasley?

I heard the door to the roof open behind me. Quiet steps made their way to me. Fred sat down behind me and pulled me against him with each leg on either side of me. He wrapped his arms around me and rested his chin on my shoulder. He stared off into the distance with me. Crookshanks hopped off my lap, rubbed against his leg, and then walked back into the house. Fred chuckled as he reached down and removed a tuft of fur Crookshanks had shed against him. This caused me to look down at my lap. Good Grief that cat had a lot of fur.

" I need a lint roller. Goofy cat." I chuckled, trying to wipe the fur off with my hands.

" Whats a lint roller?" Fred asked trying to help the fruitless endeavor of fur removal.

" It's a sticky parchment that helps remove fur from clothing." I replied. Finally giving up, Fred tapped my lap with his wand and the the fur formed into a rabbit and started hopping away. We both jumped as a bird swooped down and stole the fake fur bunny.

" Damn Bird. That was supposed to be a cute gesture!" Fred whispered.

I couldn't help it. I busted out laughing. Fred began laughing with me. I turned in his lap and kissed him on the cheek.

" It was a very cute gesture. Followed by a very scary gesture from nature." I giggled. Fred laughed again and then reached forward and kissed my nose.

" I came up to tell you dinner is ready if you are hungry." Fred smiled.

He pushed back a strand of my hair that had fallen from my messy ponytail. His fingers lightly brushed my neck as he tucked it behind me ear. His eyes fluttered down as his gaze followed his hand. He grazed my shoulder as his hand traveled to my pulled me closer against him. I wrapped my legs around him as i pulled his head towards mine. I gave him a light kiss on the lips. His other hand rose to the back of my neck, making the kiss deeper. This kiss was different. More meaningful. His lips caressed mine with passion...and love. I pulled my lips from his and glanced down. I reached for the bottom of his shirt to bring it above his head before he stopped me.

" Love, as much as i would LOVE for you to continue your line of action, i am afraid we must go downstairs. The only way i could calm mum down was to promise her a normal family dinner. Normal as possible anyway." Fred kissed my lips softly, and stood up pulling me up with him.

" Alright, let's go." I gave the sunset one last look before following Fred down.

Dinner had went moderately well. Mum had only cried once when she looked at the place Ron always sat. Dad just spoke to Ginny about some of the muggle things he had come into his office the past few weeks. It cheered Ginny up but she couldn't quite fully smile. However once Hermione cracked a joke about shaving Crookshanks the whole family went nuts. George and I immediately began coming up with fur cuts as we called them. Harry mentioned a lion cut which earned him a smack on the head for being "Unoriginal" by George. Mum, Dad, and Ginny just giggled at the ideas we came up with. Hermione, being a good sport, threw in a few suggestions as well. I caught her waving a protection spell in Crookshanks direction however. George just looked at her aghast. " You act like you don't trust us Hermione!" He faked hurt, which caused us all to laugh.

I watched Hermione escape back up to the roof after dinner. I wanted to give her more time before joining her again. I went to my room to change into pajamas.

" Hey Fred, can i ask you something?" Ginny peeped out from behind me.

" Yeah Gin, what's up?" I turned to see her oddly embarrassed about something.

" Well…." She hesitated, looking at the floor.

" Gin what's wrong?" I was suddenly alarmed. Ginny never got this weird.

" Nothing. I need you to be honest with me though." I could see herself steeling herself for something.

" I promise, just tell me." I walked toward her as she finally looked up at me.

" Have you slept with Hermione? I mean to say, have you had full on sex with her?" She asked blushing. I was floored. I had not suspected that at all.

" I...uh...I….yeah….why?" I cringed. Ginny had known about the couch incident between me and Hermione, and she had known that we hadn't actually accomplished it that night because of George's arrival.

" It may be nothing, but Hermione and i, well our periods are synced up you see…" She looked down at the ground.

" Synced up? What? I am confused right now Ginny?" I wasn't lying. I was completely lost.

" I mean, we always start at the same time. Atleast, we used to. Mine started 5 days ago. Hermione mentioned yesterday that hers still hadn't come. She thinks that it may be the stress but.." Ginny trailed off again.

She didn't have to finish however. This time, i knew exactly what she was trying to say.

" Ah geez, Ginny don't worry. We used protection every time." I began to laugh. Hermione pregnant, oh she would kill me.

" Ok good, its just the stress then. Thank Merlin." Ginny turned and began walking out the door. Suddenly she whirled around.

" EVERYTIME?!" You've been together less than three weeks. Ninety-Nine percent of the time you were with us! How?" Her eyes were wide in bewilderment.

" Easy. We took advantage of the one percent." I replied with a grin.

" Bloody savages." she mumbled walking out the door.

I laughed as i gathered a blanket and went to the roof to join Hermione. I was still laughing as i opened the roof access door.

" Hey Hermione, Ginny thought you were pregnant. How hilarious is th…..Hermione?" She wasnt there. I could see Crookshanks near the edge of the roof with fur on end and hissing into the night.

I began walking towards him when about halfway to him my foot bumped something.

" Lumos."

Hermione's wand was laying beside my foot wedged between the roof shingles.

Hermione's wand…

Hissing Cat...

No Hermione…..