It seemed that no matter how hard Hermione tried to avoid the twins the always seemed to be right around the corner. It had got to the point where she had actually considered cutting all ties with the Weasley's. However, with Ginny as a roommate and Molly as a second mother that would be more pain then it was worth.

Hermione had tried to get out of it but Ginny had managed to drag her along to Molly's birthday party just over a fortnight after the restaurant incident. Ginny wasn't currently pleased with Hermione, she was pretty sure Fred had told her about the whole Michael/bathroom evening. Hermione had since had two more dinners with Michael except the evenings ended up back at his place and not in a bathroom cubical. Hermione had not seen Fred and George at the restaurant, but she was sure they were there, just in better disguises this time. She was tempted to scan the room for them but she didn't want to do it in front of Michael. They pair had featured in the prophet multiple times in the sixteen days Hermione had been working at St Mungo's, however, they had both refused to comment.

Hermione couldn't believe how understanding Michael had been. Hermione softly laughed to herself as she realised most guys are understanding when they are getting shagged with no strings attached. As much as Hermione tried to deny it she and Michael had become quite good friends, he was really smart and funny, also there was no denying he was easy on the eyes.

"I saw your photo in the paper yesterday dear," Molly greeted Hermione with a kiss on the cheek, "you looked lovely."

"Thank you Molly," Hermione smiled as she hugged Mrs Weasley, "happy birthday." Hermione looked over her should as she hugged the woman to see if the twins were here yet. She was them tormenting Percy in the corner, they clearly hadn't heard her arrive. Well they hadn't till Arthur bellowed, "Hermione, glad you could make it."

Hermione plastered a fake smile over her face, "I wouldn't miss it for the world." Hermione had been practicing that smile all too often of late.

Arthur dragged Molly out of the kitchen, insisting "you can't cook your own birthday dinner."

Arthur and Ginny then started designating jobs to all the Weasley's, Fleur, Hermione and Harry. Hermione knew what was about to happen before the words came out of Ginny's mouth, "Hermione, can you go help the twins bring down the extra chairs from upstairs."

Hermione glared at her friend, she knew there weren't any chairs upstairs and that the usually just transfigured the couches into smaller chairs. Hermione didn't want to draw attention to her issues with the twins so she led the way upstairs followed closely by the twins. Hermione stopped at the top of the stairs and turned to say something to the twins before realising Ginny was probably at the bottom of the stairs listening. The twins looked up at her, half wanting to smile and half apologetic. With a huff Hermione turned around and walked off until she reached her destination. Standing in the doorway Hermione waited till both of the twins were inside before shutting the door, she had chosen their room as she knew from experience that it was definitely sound proof.

Standing in awkward silence for almost a minute Hermione glared as the twins avoided eye contact with her, occasionally glancing at each other.

"You two clearly want to tell me something... Out with it," Hermione demanded. She was sick to death of looking over her shoulder to see these two all the time.

"We miss you," George stated plainly.

"We don't want you avoiding us," Fred added.

Hermione could see that the twins were hurting so she knew she had to cut them some slack, after all they were just trying to be close to her. Rolling her eyes she asked, "What are you suggesting?"

"How about friends?" Fred asked. He knew that once he had his foot in the door she could come back to him and his brother. But getting his foot in the door was easier said than done.

Hermione eyed him off suspiciously, "friends? Define friends?"

"We spend time together, with our clothes on, hanging out, going out for meals. You know... Things normal people do." Fred suggested as he and George both stepped closer to her. Hermione knew she had to keep it together, she was not going to let them get the upper hand here.

"Friend that do each other favours?" Hermione asked testing their sincerity.

"Even non sexual ones," Fred joked before Hermione shot him a dirty look.

"He's just jesting with you. He meant to say, 'of course' Hermione," George quickly corrected his brother.

"Do you really think you can do it?" Hermione asked, "do you think we can be friends? With no funny stuff?"

"Hermione, we will do anything you want," Fred said, sounding a little more desperate.

Hermione was still suspicious of Fred's motives, so she quickly devising a test... It was cruel, but she knew it had to be done. Leaning lightly against Fred's chest she whispered in his ear, "prove it."

"Just tell me what you want," Fred insisted in a low whisper trying to ignore her breasts that were now lightly pressing against his chest. Unfortunately he failed as was evident by the tightening in his pants. George quickly glanced between the pair being careful not to move, he didn't want Hermione to run away when they had finally made some progress. It took all of George's will power to not slid in behind Hermione and press her between Fred and himself.

"That jar of goodness. Where did you get it?" Hermione breathed heavier than necessary.

Fred paused momentarily as he comprehended what she was asking. He knew it was test, if he gave it to her he would be supporting her fling with Michael. However if he didn't give it to her she would not believe that he was capable of being her friend.

Fred stepped away from Hermione before he apparated to the shop. Having apparated into the storeroom he was only a few steps away from the storage unit where the jars of 'Good Vibrations' were kept. The pain in his crutch still pained him as though her breasts were still pressed against him. He unzipped his trousers with incredible haste before quickly pulling out a jar of GV he unscrewed the lid awkwardly with sweaty hands. With the lid finally off and his trousers around his ankles he scooped his index and middle finger into the jar. Rubbing his hands together before lowering them both to wrap them around the base of the cock before dragging his hands down to the tip.

Fred sat on the edge of the table as he let out a low groan as hit forefinger circled the tip of his penis. With his eyes closed he imagined Hermione's breast pressing against his chest and her breathing heavily in his ear. With the liquid now lathered over his length he felt the strong tingling sensation from the base to the tip.

With his palm now wrapped tightly around his cock he ran it up and down the length with vigorous strokes. He groaned as he played with the head of his cock before grazing his fingers lightly up the length teasingly before properly stroking himself. With no woman's pleasure to worry about he did not have to hold back or delay his pleasure. Not wanting Hermione to be suspicious of his lengthy absence he only took the few minutes he needed to satisfy himself.

With his pleasure subsided he quickly corrected himself before grabbing a full jar of the GV and heading back to his bedroom. By the time he returned his brother was sitting on the bed with Hermione leaning against the window, clearly she was trying to distance herself from him. She was probably also feeling guilty still, Fred thought as he smiled at Hermione.

"Where on earth do you get this from?" Hermione asked out of curiosity. Fred passed her the jar, "I invented it."

Hermione went to speak but no words came out as she looked at Fred intensely. It took Fred a few moments to realise what had just gone wrong.

"Just friends right?" Hermione said before wiping her hand and the jar of GV on her robes, "that is disgusting." Despite her best efforts the light tingling sensation wouldn't cease, thankfully he did not have much left on his hands when they had just touched. George glared at his brother as he stood up, how could Fred be such an idiot.

"Hermione wait," George interjected before Hermione could storm out of the room.

"Get out of the doorway George," Hermione said clearly unimpressed.

"In just a moment, I am sure Fred wants to say something," George said before pulling a face at his brother.

"I'm sorry I upset you," Fred started, he couldn't believe he had been so stupid as to not wash the stupid gel of his hands before seeing Hermione.

"I really am, it's just that I miss you so much," He continued apologetically.

"I can see that," Hermione huffed, "now George get out of my way."

George complied with her wishes, after all he didn't want to upset her anymore then his brother had already. As soon as Hermione left the room George slapped the back of his brother's head, "you tool."

"She'll come round," Fred assured his brother. "I know it."

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That's all for today folks... Not as long as last chapter that is for sure ;) I know what is going to happen next chapter so hopefully it shouldn't take to long to put up for you!