Hermione had taken Fred, George, Luna, Ginny, and Neville out for ice cream. Fred and George had gotten cookie dough shakes, Hermione had gotten neapolitan, and Ginny and Neville decided to try chocolate strawberry twists. Luna had gotten mint and chip.

"So, this is what Muggle ice cream joints are like?" asked Fred, looking at Hermione.

"Yep," she replied. She licked her ice cream.

"This is delicious," said Neville.

"You should try mine," said Luna.

"I don't want to make George mad," said Neville, looking at George, who was investigating a chunk of cookie dough from his shake.

"I wouldn't mind," said George, putting the cookie dough on his tongue. "You can go ahead and try hers. Do you want to try some of my shake, Luna?" he added.

"Sure," Luna told him, smiling. She walked over to him and he grabbed a spoonful of his shake with a small chunk of cookie dough on it. She ate it, and the second she swallowed it, she said, "You and Fred really seem to have a good sense of taste, that's delicious!"

"So's your ice cream," said Neville. "Tastes like spearmint with chocolate chips."

"That's basically what it is," said Hermione. "Can I try some of your shake, Fred?"

"Sure," said Fred. He grabbed a spoonful of his shake and gave it to Hermione. "Good?"

"Yes!" said Hermione, licking her lips.

"Remind me why we're outside, eating ice cream, at the beginning of January," said Ginny.

"Because," started Fred, "inside our ice cream will melt."

"Still," said Ginny. "Aren't you afraid of catching pneumonia or hypothermia?"

"Nope," replied Fred and George. "What's life without risk?"

"Safe," said Ginny, rolling her eyes.

"But how's life fun if it's safe?" continued George.

"You can be safe and have fun, too, you know," said Ginny.

"Since when?" asked Fred, pretending to be confused. Ginny crossed her arms and put her face in them, resting them on the table, and was shaking with laughter.

"How do you do it?" George asked Fred. "You can make her laugh so easily!"

"She's my sister, in case you didn't notice," said Fred.

"So am I!" said George.

"I'm funnier!"

"Oh, likely story!" George said, taking his spoon and spooning some of his shake, then sending it flying at Fred.

"Hey," said Hermione, smiling. "I didn't buy you a shake so you could waste it."

"Well, too bad, Future Weasley," said Fred, sending some of his shake flying at George. Hermione started laughing.

"Seriously, you're going to get sick or something," said Ginny, rolling her eyes. Luna walked over to George, grabbed his spoon, and took his shake.

"Hey!" he said, trying to grab it from her. Hermione walked over and took Fred's shake.

"Can we please have our shakes back?" asked Fred. "We promise we won't fling them at each other."

"Oh, okay," said Hermione and Luna, handing the identical gingers their shakes back.

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"Okay, so I want George to be my best man, obviously," said Fred about a week later at the Burrow. He was suffering from a minor cold because of his ice cream war with George. He took out his wand, then sneezed, sending the chair he was in flying to the ground and causing blue sparks to shoot from the tip of his wand.

"Fred, why don't you go lie down in your room?" asked Hermione, walking over to the chair he'd fallen over in and helping him up.

"George's up there," replied Fred. "I'm sneezing loud enough to wake him up."

"Then go lay on the couch, you should be in bed," said Hermione, grabbing his wrist and leading him to the couch. He started protesting but gave up when Hermione took out her wand and threatened him. He threw himself onto the couch, the Hermione walked away. The next thing that brought her attention off of wedding plans was the sound of Fred slowly breathing as if he was asleep. She walked over to him to check on him, and he was indeed asleep. Deciding she needed a break, too, Hermione kneeled next to the couch, laying her head down by Fred's chest.

"Fred, Hermione," said George about an hour later, shaking both of them. Fred opened his eyes a little bit. George's hair was messy and it looked like he'd just gotten up from a nap. "Guys, you need to get up, Mum wants you to plan your wedding."

"I want to sleep, though," said Fred, burying his face in Hermione's hair.

"There's a first," said George, smiling. "Get up."

"F-" Fred started, but a sneeze interrupted his sentence. "Fine."

"You shouldn't have started that ice cream war, mate," said George.

"You started it!" said Fred.

"You did!"

"George, admit it before I make your cold worse!"

"I wouldn't mind if my cold got worse. That would mean I can force Ron to test the products."

"Okay, Hermione, lock us in our room for an hour, hopefully he'll be feeling worse by the end."

"Wow," said Hermione, laughing. "Come on, you pathetically funny pair of otters."

Once they were sure Hermione was gone, they started talking. Fred figured the virus would spread faster that way. George walked to open the window.

"Oh, no you don't!" said Fred, walking over to George and closing the window. "You'll reduce the spread rate of the Fred Weasley disease. You know how it would spread really fast?"

"How?" George asked, and Fred looked like he was about to sneeze.

"This," said Fred, sneezing in George's face.

"Dude!" said George, wiping his face. "And you say I'm less mature than you!"

"You said you wouldn't mind being sick worse than you already are," Fred reminded him. "Germs spread faster through the air."

"Godric, Fred, if you really want to take a nap, do it now," said George.

"Okay," said Fred, walking to his bed. He fell asleep not long after. George took a nap too. When Hermione came to tell them their hour was up, she saw that they were asleep and couldn't help but smile. But, she had to do as Fred wanted, so she woke them both up.

"Hey, Granger," said George, looking at Hermione.

"Hey, she's mi-" started Fred, then sneezed, "she's mine."

"What, I can't just-" George sneezed as hard as Fred just had. "I can't even greet her when she gets me up?"

"Yeah, dear Fred, don't be so protective of me," said Hermione, smiling. "Apparently I can't even say hi to your brother without you getting after him."

"I didn't mean it like that," said Fred, smiling, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Anyway, did it work?"

"Y-" said George, letting a sneeze out with his voice altered a little worse than Fred's from his cold. "Sounds like it."

"George, I think yours might actually be worse than mine," said Fred. "C'mon, let's go make a cold potion." Hermione and George followed Fred downstairs. Almost immediately, Fred grabbed the ingredients for the potion he was going to make. After he was done, he drank a little before giving the goblet to George.

"Continuing with wedding plans," said Hermione, "formal or informal?"

"Didn't you hear me the day of Bill's wedding? You can wear what you'd like," said Fred, smiling. "I'm wearing a pair of jeans and a white shirt with a dragon skin jacket."

"Then I'll wear a black shirt," said George.

"And I'll just wear a black and white dress," said Hermione, smiling.

"Is Valentine's Day a good date?" asked Fred, looking at the calendar; it was January sixteenth.

"In almost a month?" said Hermione. She was smiling at Fred in pleasure of the desired date. "A little bit of a long time, but yeah!"

"Okay, hopefully it won't be crashed like Bill's," said George. "So, you've gotten most of it done, want to go take a nap?"

"Yes, please," said Fred, leaning back in his chair. "Would you like to come, W.I.T.?" he added to Hermione.

"W.I.T?"

"Weasley in training," said Fred, laughing as Hermione tried to figure out what he meant by "W.I.T". "Come on, if we're going to—" Fred's sentence was interrupted by him and George sneezing in unison. Hermione started laughing. "As I was saying, if we're going to take a nap, we might as well do it now." George and Hermione followed Fred up to the twins' room. They fell asleep, but not even ten minutes later, Hermione sneezed like Fred had, waking them all up.

"Time for more cold potion," said Fred, sounding playfully irritated. He went downstairs and came back up with the goblet he and George had taken the cold potion from. He handed it to her.

"Thanks, Fred," said Hermione. She drank the amount Fred had told her to take and put the goblet down. "It tasted like strawberry kiwi."

"Weird, for me it tasted like watermelon," said George, smiling.

"It's the recipe I used," said Fred. "It tasted like apples to me. It's a recipe that changes flavor depending on what your favorite fruit is."

"That's brilliant! Is it one of your products?" asked Hermione. Fred nodded.

"Why didn't you tell me, dear twin?" said George, smirking.

"What, you suddenly hate surprises?" asked Fred, laughing.

"No," said George, also laughing. "You just usually tell me."

"Usually," said Fred. "I managed to prank you with our fireworks."

"I bet that was a sight," laughed Hermione. "Hey, Fred, want to see something cool?" she added, looking at Fred.

"Sure," said Fred as Hermione grabbed a small, flat thing from her pocket and grabbing a plastic water bottle. "Okay, so I'm going to put this under the water bottle. You look into it."

"Okay...," said Fred, watching her put the flat thing under the water bottle. Once she was done, he put his eye almost directly on the opening. Quickly, Hermione clapped her hands on both sides of the bottle and it sprayed into Fred's face.

"I can't believe you fell for that!" said George, who was rolling around on the floor. He coughed a little, as did Fred and Hermione.

"I can't believe you fell for this!" shouted Fred, dumping half of the rest of the water on George and the rest on Hermione. "Love you," he whispered to Hermione, then he started kissing her.

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A/N: I think I may have made it too cute. And, yes, I decided to put Ginny with Neville. Sorry if the next chapter is really late, I'm going to visit relatives on Sunday. Then two weeks after that I start school. So please be patient with me! Thanks, bye!