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A week or two passed and Hermione was sat in the upstairs rooms, trying to clear some of the debris scattered around until she heard Fred's voice calling to her from the kitchen.
"Hermione?...Hermione!"
"What?" she called back, pausing with several heavy pieces of wood in her arms.
"Can you…I need your help with something…please?"
Sighing, she put her load onto the pile of wood she'd made, and went to see what it was he needed help with.
"Hey." He grinned at her, as she walked in, his hazel eyes dancing. Why were his eyes so captivating?
"Hey yourself!" she replied, smiling back. This caused Fred to smile again.
"How strong are you, 'Mione? Only, I need someone to hold this plank of wood steady up to the ceiling so I can nail it in and…well…you're the only other person here so…"
She looked at the plank with wary eyes.
"I'm not…terribly strong, but I'll give it a go…why don't you just levitate it?"
"Oh I tried that, but every time I tried to hammer a nail in, it dropped down again."
"Oh…well alright then!"
Hermione rolled her sleeves up and Fred couldn't help but snort at her determined face.
"What?" she demanded. "I'm helping you, aren't I?!"
"Sorry, sorry. It's just funny watching you trying to be all 'butch'"
He laughed again as she flicked her hair and marched over to the plank of wood.
"How am I going to reach the ceiling then?" she asked in a narked sort of way that scarily reminded Fred of his mother!
"Never mind! I'll use this!" she dragged a chair over and, holding the wood, clambered awkwardly on.
"Careful…-" Fred called, rushing forward, just as the chair overbalanced, causing Hermione, the plank, the chair and Fred to fall down into a pile on the floor.
The clouds of sawdust soon cleared.
"Hermione! Are you ok?" Fred's concerned voice made her laugh a little.
"I'm fine! It's you the plank fell on…and then you fell on me…ow!"
Fred chuckled, relieved she was alright.
"Well since I've got you here, can I ask you something?"
Hermione looked up at Fred whose surprisingly shy looking face was barely millimetres from her own. He was unintentionally pinning her to the floor, however his full weight wasn't on her as he had now propped himself up, with his elbows either side of her.
"It doesn't seem like I have any choice but to listen, you've got me trapped! Ask away!"
Ha laughed nervously.
"True…do you…would you want to…um…"
"Want to what?" Hermione prompted, this wasn't like Fred to be shy and at a loss for words. He blushed a little.
"Well do you want to go out somewhere…tonight…with me?"
She smiled a little.
"Depends where…" Hermione then raised an eyebrow. "This isn't one of your pranks is it?"
"Merlin no! Just a friendly outing! And…um…can I have my wand back for it? You know…for apparition?"
Hermione's eyes narrowed suspiciously.
"Do you swear you won't use it for pranking me?"
"I solemnly swear on Merlin's pants!"
He replied gravely, a slight twinkle in his eyes. She studied him for a few seconds more, taking in the hint of a smile and his expectant expression.
"Alright then."
"YES!"
"Fred?"
"What?"
"Can I get up now?"
She smiled at his confused countenance, then he seemed to remember he was barring her escape. Shifting the plank, he stood and pulled Hermione to her feet.
"There you go, sorry!"
"It's fine, besides you stopped the pla-"
She ceased talking suddenly. He was moving his hands over her back and, she gasped, her bottom!
"Whatareyoudoing?!" she squeaked.
He paused, took in her expression and laughed.
"Dusting you off! Haha I won't do it anymore though!" he raised his hands in submission and turned back around to try and fix the hole in the ceiling on his own. Hermione stayed where she was, frozen to the spot. She blushed deeply as she realised she'd wanted to tell him not to stop! Shaking her head violently, she ran back upstairs to her debris-shifting. 'Just a friendly outing! That's it! He doesn't feel anything special for you, okay? A friendly outing!' She repeated to herself over and over, though it wasn't sinking in.
"Close your eyes!"
"I have!"
"You haven't, you're peeking, I can see!"
"Am not!"
Sighing, Hermione reached up and covered Fred's eyes.
"Hey I wasn't looking, I promise!"
"Yeh whatever. Accio wand!"
Fred's wand flew down from the, now slightly smaller, hole in the ceiling. She'd hid it in his own room! He wouldn't think it would be in there!
"There you can open your eyes, here's your wand. Now tell me where we're going!"
"Never!"
She scowled at him, uncharacteristic of her, but she hated not knowing things!
"Just have to do one thing before we go." Fred declared before walking over to her CD player that seemed to so fascinate him. He muttered something and waved his wand over it. Wisps of light seemed to quickly flow through the air from the CD player to his wand.
"Hey…what're you doing? No pranks remember, you swore!"
"I know! I'm not doing any pranks! Are you ready?"
She nodded as he tucked her hand into the crook of his elbow. It felt comfortable. She curled her fingers round his strong arm, holding tightly, ready for the side-along apparition and because deny as she may, it felt nice to be holding onto Fred's warm arm.
"Come away with me," Fred sang quietly into her ear, before they both disapparated with a loud crack. Hermione shut her eyes tightly against the twisting sensation which made her as usual nauseous. 'I wonder where we're going?' She thought to herself. But if it was with Fred, she didn't care where they went, it was bound to be an amazing evening!
WOO! Chapter 6! :D Well the next one is a sort of date and trust me, it's EXTREMELY cute! ^.^ I want my own Fred! :P By the way when he sings that one line "Come away with me", yeh it's Norah Jones, I just had it in my head :3 xxx