A/N: Yay, Christmas in July! Sorry. I couldn't think of another non-Christmas chapter. I got the kitten's name from "The Giver," just like Freddie says (lol). I love that book. Please don't hate me. I need to get a life, I know. All I do is read and write all day, although today has been spent packing my stuff to move. To explain why I didn't upload this sooner, I couldn't think for a while of what to write. By the way, this chapter and probably future chapters will include Guna (GeorgexLuna) because I can't write this without it. The main ship is still Fremione, though, don't worry. I'll end this very, very long author's note here so you can read.

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"Hermione! Fred! Wake up!" Fred woke up to his twin brother shouting his and his girlfriend's name. He looked out the window and saw pure white; it was almost blinding. "Hurry, get up, it's Christmas!

Fred rolled out of bed. He'd forgotten about his present for Hermione, and he wanted to give it to her first thing when she was out of bed. He went downstairs, grabbed it, and quickly ran back up.

"Hey, 'Mione, I have something I know you'll like," Fred said, trying to bribe her put of bed. "If you want it you'll have to catch me!"

Hermione got out of Fred's bed, running after him around the Burrow. Fred had the present concealed in the pocket of the bathrobe he was wearing over his pajamas. Finally, with George behind her, Hermione touched Fred's arm. He was out of breath, and so were Hermione and George.

"Okay, you earned it," said Fred. "Before I give him to you, I did research on what to name him. After reading a few Muggle books, I decided on Asher." He reached into his pocket and let out a quiet "Ouch, Asher!" He took his hand out with a tiny kitten on it, just small enough to fit in Fred's palm. "I got his name from a book called 'The Giver'. I hope you like him."

"You've read that? That's one of my favorite books!" Hermione told him. Asher's eyes were amber, unique in a black and white cat, specifically a kitten. She put him on the floor, and he ran over to George, rubbing against his leg.

"Well, I didn't think kittens liked me," joked George, kneeling down and picking up the tiny kitten. "His personality's just like yours, Freddie. He's going to be trying to get a laugh with you, Hermione, that's for sure."

"He's already making me laugh," said Hermione, giggling as Asher batted George's ear with his paw. He let out a little meow as George rubbed his back.

"Thanks, Fred," said Hermione.

"You're welcome," said Fred as Asher wiggled free of George's grip and jumped onto Fred's head and onto Hermione's shoulder.

"Looks like he's going to be a troublemaker, too," she said, trying to prevent the little kitten from getting to the Christmas tree. "His nickname can be Ash," Hermione told Fred and George as Mrs. Weasley walked into the room with Ginny.

"What's this little guy's name?" asked Ginny as Asher tried to reach Arnold, who was on her shoulder. "He reminds me of you two," she added, looking at Fred and George.

"Asher, or you can call him Ash," replied George before Fred or Hermione could answer.

"He's cute," said Ginny, sitting down and petting him. Arnold hopped down from her shoulder and played with Asher's tail. "I think he could be good friends with Arnold."

This statement was proving to be true; Asher swished his tail and let Arnold jump on it. Later, after everyone opened their presents, Asher started grooming the purple Pygmy Puff.

"At least it's not like Crookshanks and Scabbers," said Ron, who had just come in from outside. "Or Wormtail, as he was also known. I think I've finally found a cat that likes me," he added, laughing as Asher licked water from the snow off his hands.

"Hey, Ron, it was really prat of you to go outside in the snow without gloves," said Fred. He was wearing a red sweater with a green "G" on it. Wait, what?

"Are you wearing George's sweater?" Hermione asked.

"Yep, just as a Christmas joke, so don't tell anyone," Fred replied.

"George, can you feed the owls?" Mrs. Weasley asked Fred, or who she thought was George. "And Fred, set the table," she added to George. Fred left to feed the owls, winking at Hermione. She watched the two pets curled up on a cushion on the couch; they'd fallen asleep around noon. Fred came back, then he and George went to switch sweaters.

"Hey, Mum, guess what?" said Fred as the twins re-entered the room.

"What, Fred?"

"We pulled a prank on you," he said. "Oh, come on, it's Christmas, at least let us have fun!" Fred added at his mother's angry glare as George let an ice cold water balloon fall on Percy's head.

"George!" he shouted, dropping his book and chasing George around the Burrow while being hit with more water balloons.

"I'll take care of it," said Hermione, running after the two boys, Asher running by her side; he'd woken up at the sound of Percy yelling. She found him in his room, being pelted by water balloons by George, who'd managed to corner him.

"Why did Mum have to have twins on April first?" Percy asked himself, putting his arms in front of his face to protect it. A few minutes later Fred came in, holding an Every-Flavour Bean flavored candy cane. An owl was on his shoulder, eating an owl treat with a letter addressed to George on its leg.

"Looks like my dear twin got my dear older brother real hard," said Fred, laughing. Asher ran over to him and attempted to climb up his leg. "The snowball fight's about to start, Gred. Read the letter first though."

Fred handed George the owl, which was, now that Hermione see it clearly, a barn owl. He took the letter from its leg and when George unfolded it, it was upside down.

"Only one person this could be," he said, showing it to the other two while Percy grabbed dry clothes. "It's upside down, who do you think it is?" he added, looking at it before they could look at the signature.

"Penelope?" asked Fred. "Unless you two aren't together anymore."

"Of course it's not her, who signed their name upside down on the D.A. signup sheet?"

"Luna?" said Hermione.

"Exactly. She's sent me a letter... I don't know why, though," said George, looking through the letter, "we weren't even friends at Hogwarts. Not only that but I teased her all the time."

"Odd," replied Fred. George glared at him. "I didn't mean she's odd, mate! I meant it's odd that she send you a letter when you teased her all the time! Oh, alright," he added, grabbing Asher and petting his head.

"'Dear George,'" George read, rolling his eyes at Fred, "'I know it's probably wierd that I'm writing to you, but I couldn't help it. I hope you're okay. Tell Fred and Ron I hope they're okay, too. Please write back as soon as you can. Have to go, the Nargles are getting to me. Bye! Love, Luna Lovegood.' She wrote the whole thing upside down," finished George, laughing.

"Asher!" Fred shouted as the tiny kitten on his shoulder tried to jump onto George to get Luna's owl.

"Fred, keep Asher occupied. I'm going to write a reply to Luna," said George, walking out of the room with Luna's owl.

"Asher, calm down!" said Fred as Asher made a run for the door. He turned and tilted his head, almost as if to say "I was only going to go mess with your younger brother." Hermione laughed and went to pick him up.

"I know you probably want to mess with the rest of the family, Ash, but you can't while the ornaments are still up," she said while Asher wiggled around in her arms. "And we can't let you in Fred and George's room while George's writing back to Luna."

"'Mione, just let him down," Fred said. "I'm sure George shut the door to our room."

"You two can be real idiots, though," Hermione told him.

"George's smarter than me," said Fred. "We're both smart, but he's smarter. Now wet da poor wittle kitty down."

"Oh, fine," said Hermione, finally letting Asher down. He scampered from the room, finding Arnold and playing with him again. When George came back down from writing back to Luna, the snowball fight started. They split into teams, each team having different colored snowballs to keep track of points. About halfway through, Hermione, Fred, and George had hit Bill, Charlie, and Ron fifteen times each. Percy and Ginny were inside, Percy reading and Ginny making sure Arnold and Asher weren't causing trouble.

"It's not the same without Harry," said Hermione, hiding behind the snowbank Fred had created. "He used to do the craziest things with his snowballs."

"Hey!" said Fred and George in unison, with identical smiles.

"Second craziest," said Hermione, laughing and rolling her eyes. "You two are dorks."

"Well, I'd like to think that as pranksters born on April first, we'd have the craziest snowballs," said George, throwing a purple and orange tie-dyed snowball at Ron. His face turned orange and purple.

"Forty-five points!" shouted Fred, George, and Hermione together.

"I'm going to kill you!" shouted Ron, while Bill and Charlie tried to hold him back.

"Ron, just throw a snowball at him and surely he'll use his acting skills to fake a death," Bill told him.

"Yeah, Bill, I bet you five sickles that he will!" said Charlie.

"You're on!" replied the oldest Weasley brother, smiling. Ron threw a neon orange snowball at George's chest, hitting him right over his heart. He clutched the neon on his chest, and started to fall into the snow.

"I'm down! That lying, foul prat got me!" he started shouting. "I will never see the light! I will never see the moon again! I-"

"Okay, mate, you're going into the over-dramatics," interrupted Fred. "It was just a snowball."

"And since when do I lie?" asked Ron.

"Since I first met you," said Hermione.

"I love you, too," said Ron, grinning. "As a sister!" he added as Fred glared at him.

"Okay, George, get up, let's win this thing," said Fred. "It's two hundred to fifty! First to three hundred fifty wins!"

"Alright, take this!" said Ron, throwing a snowball at Fred, who dodged it. The snowball instead hit a tree. The fight continued, and by the end Fred, George, and Hermione had won.

"Okay, I'm freezing," George complained as they walked inside.

"Would you six like some hot chocolate?" asked Mrs. Weasley.

"Yeah," the five Weasleys said.

"I'll make it, Mrs. Weasley," said Hermione. Before Mrs. Weasley could say something, she continued, "I'm your slave, but I haven't been working at all."

She went to work making it, making a cup for everyone including Mr. Weasley, who'd been given the day off. She made a bowl of warm milk for Asher and Arnold.

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After Christmas dinner, Mr. Weasley pulled out a Muggle movie, putting a TV on a table in Fred and George's room, despite their protests. They all sat on the floor, with Arnold and Asher sitting on Fred, who was laying down with his head in Hermione's lap, eating an Every-Flavour candy cane, while Hermione was eating a box of Every-Flavour beans. George had invited Luna over, and she was sitting in his lap. After the movie was over, George told Luna she could spend the night.

"Nah, Daddy's looking for Crumple-Horned Snorkacks," replied Luna.

"I'll let you sleep with me," said George, in an attempt to bribe her to stay.

"Okay, alright, I'll stay," said Luna, smiling. "Can I at least go home to get some pajamas?"

"Of course," said George with a slightly mischievous grin.

"You've only just started dating, if you count that movie as a date," said Fred, watching Asher mess with a candy cane wrapper.

"If you seriously think-" started George.

"No, I don't," answered Fred before George could finish. "I'm just saying, you've just started dating."

"Anyway," said Hermione, smacking Fred's head.

"Ow, what was that for?" he asked, rubbing where Hermione had slapped him. Hermione didn't answer, but instead laid back. When Luna came back, she was holding a long-sleeved top that had Spectraspecs on them, as well as the pants. Fred and George both got into their pajamas, which had everything to do with Quidditch on them, and Hermione got into hers, which had owls, books, and quills everywhere.