The twins both awoke before Hermione, even with her eyes closed she could feel them staring at her. She also knew they knew she was now awake as they teasingly breathed against her neck and over her chest. The warm air tickled slightly as she opened her eyes to see Fred and George leaning over her torso.

"Promise not to take this personally?" Hermione asked hurriedly.

The twins both leaned back to give her space, "okay" wondering what she was going to say next.

Hermione then jumped out of bed before quickly finding a jacket on the floor and covering herself, she then ran out of the room. The twins were left dumbfounded and decided they should go make sure she was okay. Before leaving the room however the both put their boxers on, figuring Hermione wouldn't be impressed to see them parading themselves around when Verity was in the apartment.

The twins heard Hermione before they saw her, following the disgusting noises they found her in the bathroom kneeling in front of the toilet. George quickly went to get her a glass of water as Fred went to her side and began rubbing her back, "are you okay?"

"Better now," Hermione insisted, "I think it is food poisoning from last night. I will have a shower and I will be fine."

"I don't think so Hermione," George started nervously, "I had the same dish as you and I feel fine."

A deafening silence fell across the room as panic started to set in, Hermione eventually broke the silence. "I can't be," Hermione said as she began to tear up, "because that would mean I am probably seven or eight weeks along... And seven or eight weeks ago I was..." Hermione trailed off before she could finish her sentence.

"With Michael," Fred finished softly for her.

Not knowing what to say George handed her the glass of water which she drank slowly, it was almost as if she was using the drink as an excuse not to talk. Finishing the drink she handed the glass back to George and then let Fred help her up. She slowly rinsed her mouth out with mouth wash which was difficult as she was now shaking slightly. Although it would be awkward if Hermione was pregnant it would not change things between them. Hermione was as pale as Nearly Headless Nick and Fred worried that if she didn't sit soon and relax she would faint.

"Come back to the bedroom and sit," Fred suggested as George was still lost for words. Fred pulled a face at George, as he knew George's silence would only make Hermione worry more.

Not having a clue what to say George just smiled awkwardly, "it will be okay Hermione."

"I just want to have a shower," Hermione whispered. "But I don't think I can stand up without you," Hermione explained to Fred who currently had a hand around her waist supporting her.

"I'm not going anywhere," Fred promised as he kissed her cheek before pulling her into a hug.

Ignoring Hermione's bare chest against his as he jacket was not done up he mouthed over her shoulder to his brother, 'get a test.'

George nodded that he understood, he then placed a hand on Hermione's shoulder and whispered, "I am going to make us some breakfast for after your shower."

"Thanks," Hermione managed to choke.

"Let's get you in this shower," Fred prompted as George left the room.

Fred removed his boxers with little effort and then with one hand still around her waist under the jacket, he used his other hand to slide it off her shoulders. If he wasn't so stressed and concerned for Hermione he would have be very aroused right now as her naked body pressed against his for support. Again using his free hand he reached into the shower and turned it on, as soon as it was hot he helped Hermione in before following her.

Still holding her close he could feel some of the tension leave her body as soon as the hot water hit her. Having followed her into the shower Fred was now standing behind the attractive brunette. Having now relaxed a little Hermione was able to stand on her own but Fred remained with her in the shower just in case. Fred rubbed soap over Hermione's body with a loofah sponge, the massaging action of his movements seemed to help Hermione calm and temporarily forget about her situation.

However Fred felt her tense slightly before she spoke, "help me forget for a moment."

"Name it," Fred said honestly as she turned to face him.

Hermione leaned against the shower wall behind her and stretched her hands high above her head, she saw Fred's eyes follow her breasts as they lifted with her movement. Her movements clearly indicated her intentions and as much as Fred wanted her, he didn't want to be the guy that took advantage of her in this emotional state. Seeing his hesitation she whispered, "I need you."

Fred didn't move or say a thing until Hermione feigned fainting, seeing her suddenly drop Fred lunged forward and caught her within a second. The water was falling on his shoulders, running down his chest then falling into the gab created by Hermione's breast pressing into his chest once again.

Hermione didn't know how to explain it but she needed him inside her. She needed him to dominate her, to once again feel as though she could drown in her own pleasure. Hermione wasn't sure why but in her past sexual relationships she had always needed control, although given that her past prior to the twins and Michael was Ron. Perhaps she had been controlling because she needed to be in order to achieve anything?

Fred moved his hips back gently, without moving his chest or feet, in order to prevent his growing erection from touching her. With her hands clasped together now Hermione lowered them down the wall before hooking them over Fred's neck. Hermione rocked her hips out towards Fred, she felt his tip graze just above where she wanted him most. She smiled when she saw him shudder at the contact, she rocked herself back against the wall. Then once on her tippy toes she rocked forwards and this time his head grazed against her opening, she was sure that that was all the encouragement he would needed.

Hermione almost died off shock when instead of plunging into her he turned off the water and offered her his hand after he had climbed out of the shower. Not taking the rejection well Hermione looked livid, she eventually accepted his hand and stepped out of the shower.

"Can you go get me some robes?" Hermione asked politely. However Fred was pretty sure she was still upset with him and just wanted to get out of the bathroom. Slipping out of the bathroom unseen after Fred Hermione made her way into the kitchen; still furious at Fred she was hoping George would be more agreeable. She needed at least one of them to cooperate as she couldn't even handle the thought of taking a pregnancy test. George was right, they had eaten the same thing for dinner and she was the only one who was sick.

"Is Verity here still?" Hermione asked as she entered the kitchen wearing only a towel.

"She is at the shop," George informed her before asking, "are you feeling any better?"

"I was hoping you could help with that," Hermione said suggestively as she ran her hands over the elastic waistband of his boxers.

"I think you should get some rest," George suggested as he went to kiss her check reassuringly. George wanted her to know that he supported her; he knew that she must be freaking out about this and he wanted her to know that she was not alone.

However George's lips never reached her lips, instead she dropped her towel on the ground and with a 'pop' she was gone.

Coming running into the kitchen Fred said, "tell me that wasn't what I thought it was."

Running his hands through his hair George sighed, "it was."

"What do we do?" Fred asked staring at the wet towel on the ground.

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I am trying to have a non-smut chapter between the smutty ones lol.