Fred exited the fireplace in Hermione's sitting room. He gazed across the room, taking everything in. Hermione had books, books and more books. She had a cozy looking loveseat right by the fire, which would be good for some late night reading. She also had a... shiny black screen, that was standing on a cabinet in front of another lounge. Fred thought he heard Hermione call it a television once.

"Hermione?" Fred called.

"Paulo?" Hermione replied. Fred frowned. He heard footsteps coming towards the sitting room, as Hermione continued, "I would have thought you would knock on the door and wait like a gentleman, but no... Fred?"

"Hi Hermione," Fred said, smiling. "You look lovely."

"Thank you and sorry. I thought you were someone else," Hermione winced. "I thought you were Paulo, my date."

"Paulo who?" Fred asked, out of curiosity.

"Garcia. Paulo Garcia," Hermione said, with a frown.

Fred's face scrunched up. "Not that git. He walked into our joke shop one day and acted like he owned the place. He actually tried to get me and George to sell our shop to him. We said no and he "accidentally" knocked over the whole shelf of Weasleys Wildfire Whiz-bangs. The Whiz-bangs hit a candle, and the next thing you know, the whole shop is in pandemonium. Took George and I ages to clean up the mess he left, even with magic!"

"I'm sorry," Hermione said.

"It's not your fault he's a git. But it is your fault your dating him," Fred replied with a grin.

Hermione sighed. "I know. Me, being Hermione Granger, couldn't say no to a second date, even if the first one was terrible."

Fred's eyes bulged. "Second date?! You mean this isn't the first one?"

"Sadly, it is our second date. And right now he is late for that second date," Hermione said, looking at the clock.

Fred smiled. "How about I take you out instead?"

Hermione looked at him. "Excuse me?"

"You look like you really don't want to go on this date, so how about we go somewhere for dinner as friends?" Fred asked, hopefully.

Hermione smiled, but then it faltered. "Fred I'd love to, but not tonight. I can't ditch him, that's just not me and it's not right. I'm sorry. Maybe tomorrow?"

Fred nodded, thinking. There was a knock on the door. Hermione smiled at Fred as she exited the room.

As soon as Hermione left the room, she let out a breath she didn't know she was holding. Her long time crush had just asked her out to dinner, and she said yes. Well, sort of. But first, she needed to worry about her date with Paulo.

Hermione put a smile on her face and and answered the door.

"Hermione! How are you, beautiful?" Paulo asked, with a 1000 watt smile as he went to kiss her on the lips, but Hermione moved her head a little bit so he kissed her cheek instead.

"Great, Paulo! How about you? " Hermione replied, as Paulo handed her a bouquet of flowers.

"I'm amazing, now that I get to see you," Paulo winked.

Hermione internally rolled her eyes, but smiled sweetly on the outside.

A phone started to ring. Paulo pulled a mobile phone out of his pocket and answered it. Of course he had a mobile phone. He was one of the largest Wizarding investors in the world. It's just to bad he was heartless.

Paulo walked away, trying to stop Hermione from hearing his conversation. But Hermione could hear it anyway.

"Baby, listen, I'll be back tomorrow afternoon. Okay? It's just this business meeting is holding me up... I love you, remember that. You're the only one for my heart. Give my baby boy my love, honey. Love you. Bye," Paulo said into the phone, looking nervously at Hermione.

Hermione's eyes widened. She didn't believe it. She was somebody's paramour. Not only that, but Paulo's wife actually had children. Hermione stared at him, as he walked back to her.

"Sorry about that. Just a business call," Paulo said, running a hand through his hair.

Hermione raised an eyebrow. Just how stupid did he think she was? She was Hermione Granger, Brightest Witch Of Her Age. So she decided she would play dumb, for now.

"Oh, it's okay. I understand," Hermione said, seductively, tracing a hand up his arm.

"Er... Hermione, you look stunning tonight," Paulo said, trying to ignore the goosebumps, that were started to spread across his arm, where Hermione's hand was trailing.

"Why, thank you. Only the best for you," Hermione whispered the last sentence. Her hand trailed up to his shoulder and up to his cheek. Hermione bent his head down, so his ear was at her mouth.

She looked at his pants. A slight bulge was growning there. Hermione laughed, lightly. She still had it.

She whispered in his ear, "you disgust me, Garcia. A few petty touches and you already have an erection. Go home to your family. And don't you ever cheat or lie to your wife, or I will personally see that you get hurt."

Paulo shuddered. "Okay. You got me, Granger. Just a quick question, though. Do you get apparation sickness?"

Hermione was about to answer, when he grabbed ahold of her waist roughly and apparated her away.

Before they apparated though, Hermione managed to scream one name. That one name being the one, who was eavesdropping on their conversation from the sitting room.

Fred ran into the hallway, with his wand, and ready to fight. She looked him in the eye, before she was apparated away.

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"FRED!"

Hermione's scream of distress triggered Fred into action. He grabbed his wand and ran into the hallway, running to the front door. He wasn't fast enough though. He looked into Hermione's eyes, full of sadness, disbelief and a need for vengeance, before she vanished.

Fred swore in frustration, before locking Hermione's house, and apparating to Harry and Ginny's house.

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HermioneSmexyBeast xx