Here is chapter 8, I am really sorry for the long wait but I should be updating a lot this week as it's half term so I hope that makes up for it! Please review :)
Chapter 8-
Hermione awoke the next morning feeling strangely refreshed. She glanced at the alarm clock and found that it was nearly 10 o'clock. 'Merlin! I don't think I have ever slept in this long before!'
She slowly stumbled out of the bed and straightened her pyjama top. Her shorts were smooth over the top of her thighs but a small chilly breeze was brushing up her legs, making her shiver. She found a purple jumper and slid it over the top of her pyjamas before heading downstairs.
When Hermione reached the kitchen she found it empty. She checked the bathroom and her parent's room but it was still empty. She figured that Fred would still be sleeping so she decided to just hang around in the living room until he woke up.
When she trudged into the living room she found a half naked Fred eating cereal on the floor. 'What on earth is he doing?'
The sight in itself made her stop and blink a few times. She stared at him for a while, until Fred finally noticed she was gawping in the doorway.
"Morning Mione." He said cheerily.
"Umm, hi Fred. Not to be rude but what are you doing? Eating cereal…on the floor? And where is your t-shirt? It's December and quite frankly, cold." She asked as she sat next to him on the wooden floor.
Fred shrugged and continued to eat his cereal; then after a minute of *crunch* *gulp* *crunch* he finally replied.
"I woke up early so I went and got some cereal. I went to find your mum and dad but they had already left so I thought I would eat in here. I was going to sit on the sofa but I fell and spilt cereal all over me, so I took of my shirt and continued to eat on the floor. Thought I'd try something different, you know?" he chuckled at Hermione's bemused expression.
"You are a weird one, Fred Weasley."
Hermione grabbed a croissant from the kitchen and headed back to the living room.
Fred had finished his breakfast and had then felt the need to take up the entire sofa, much to Hermione's annoyance. She lightly smacked his legs and he lifted them slightly, giving her just enough room to sit down. Fred put on a hurt expression before swinging his legs back over Hermione's lap. She rolled her eyes but laughed anyway.
'God, he looks nice without a top on.' Hermione found herself thinking.
'Hermione, stop it. You are just friends. That. Is. It. Friends. Amigos. Nothing more. It doesn't matter that he's funny, smart and gorgeous. Fred will never think about you like that, and it's not like you fancy him anyway…'
She was snapped out of her thoughts by Fred.
"Mione, what are you like?"
She laughed slightly and raised her eyebrows.
"what do you mean Fred?"
He seemed to be thinking quite hard and Hermione studied his face for a moment until he replied.
"It's just that I have known you for years, yet I don't really know you. I only know you as Hermione, Ron's friend or prefect Hermione. I want to get to know Hermione Hermione."
He looked genuinely interested so Hermione continued.
"Well, what do you want to know?"
Fred thought again before answering.
"What's your favourite colour?"
"Light blue or purple."
"Favourite book?"
"Easy, Hogwarts; a history."
"Favourite food?"
"Pancakes, made the muggle way."
"Best friends?"
"Harry, Ron and Ginny."
Fred smiled slightly before asking-
"What about muggle friends?"
Hermione was fairly surprised when he asked about her muggle life. No one in the wizarding world had ever asked her about her home. It almost seemed that everyone had forgotten that she was a muggle born, so she had never told any of her wizard friends about her muggle friends before.
"Well there's a group of us that hang around with each other during the holidays. There is Teegan, my best friend since I was little and her boyfriend Jamie. Then there is Kali and her boyfriend Preston and finally, Mel who is a bit well, wild."
"Who knew Hermione had friends?" Fred joked.
Hermione scowled and looked at the floor. 'Of course he would think I was some sort of nerdy loser, why wouldn't he?'
Fred noticed her sad look and quickly started to fumble around, words stammering out of his mouth.
"Oh, I m sorry Mione. Of course you have friends… I mean why wouldn't you? Your nice and funny and pretty… you must be really popular… you are at Hogwarts… everyone loves you and they all want to be friends with you even if you are a little bossy at times…but hey, we all need some rules once in a while… oh god, I'm rambling aren't I?" he asked as he shook his head in fake disgust.
"Yes you are and don't worry about it. I'm sure I'm not the sort of girl who comes across as super popular and all that. The bookworm image is hard to get rid of…" she laughed awkwardly.
"Hey, you're not just a bookworm! You are Hermione granger, fun loving, popular and cute as a button. You are not 'just a bookworm'." Fred protested.
Hermione smiled and laughed kindly before speaking again.
"I was thinking that maybe you could meet them all sometime, I mean they would love to meet one of my school friends." Seeing Fred's strange look she continued "they think I go to some posh private school and they don't know I'm a witch, so they have never met anyone from Hogwarts. Thinking about it, they must think I'm a right loner." Hermione chuckled.
"I would love to met you friends, I'm sure it would be great to meet you muggle friends at some point. Hey, maybe we could do something that muggles do for fun? What about that booing thing you guys do, with the white things? We learnt about it in muggle studies once… I think."
"I think you mean bowling and that sounds great. I can ring them all later and ask if they want to go next week sometime."
"Sounds like a plan." Fred smirked.
Hermione laughed and then suddenly realised what they were talking about before. She had never really spoken to Fred and had never got to know him, so she figured this was her chance.
"Since you know a bit about me, it's my turn to learn all about the Prankster King."
"Hit me."
Hermione smirked then leant over and hit him on the arm.
"Oww! What was that for?" he shrieked.
"You told me to, and I quote 'Hit me'. So I did."
He gave her his best glare but Fred couldn't stop the smile that was spreading across his face.
"Alright then, ask me some questions. What would you like to know? You have full access to places nobody, except maybe George, has even gone. What do you want to know, I will answer anything…" he wiggled his eyebrows suggestively and smirked.
Hermione thought for a moment and decided to have some fun. He had asked her pretty standard questions like her favourite colour but she was going to be tricky, just for the sake of it.
"How far have you gone with a girl?"
Fred's mouth nearly hit the floor. Never in a million years would he have expected little Hermione granger to ask that. She was obviously taking full advantage of the 'ask me anything' statement. 'What have you let yourself in for Fred?'
"Well, umm… I…I haven't been all the way…Just close."
This was definitely not the answer Hermione was expecting.
The notorious Hogwarts player hadn't even slept with a girl before. That was a shock, not a nasty one but a shock none the less.
"How comes? You're meant to be the big player at Hogwarts yet you've never slept with anyone."
"Just because I had a few girlfriends in the past doesn't make me some jerk that just hops into bed with loads of girls, Hermione."
She knew she had upset him and at the very least annoyed him.
"I'm sorry I just heard a few rumours and assumed. I shouldn't have."
He smiled slightly and just shrugged.
"No, I'm sorry. Its just that everyone thinks I'm some horrible guy that just sleeps with girls then dumps them and the truth is that I'm actually waiting for that 'someone special' anyway… oh god that sounded cheesy and girly at the same time." He put his head in his hands lightly and groaned.
Hermione let out a small giggle and replied-
"Actually I think it's really sweet that you're waiting for someone special, not just some random girl. I really respect you for that; it's exactly what I'm doing too. Although it's not like I've had much choice in the matter, I haven't even been kissed before…"
Hermione gasped when she realised what she had just admitted to Fred. That was one of her deepest and most embarrassing secrets, she was nearly 17 and she hadn't even been kissed by a boy before.
Her cheeks flamed as she waited for Fred's jokes and taunts but they never came. She raised her gaze from the floor to Fred. He was looking at her intensely and his eyes were scanning her entire body, making her feel very self conscious.
Before Hermione could ask him what he was looking at, Fred leant forward quickly and placed a brief, sweet kiss on her lips. A spark flew through her body and her eyes widened when she realised what he was doing.
He pulled back almost as quick as he leant in and looked at Hermione. She was even redder than before and she looked almost frozen out of shock.
"There. Now you have had your first kiss. So is there anything else you wanted to know?" he asked casually.
Hermione finally regained the ability to speak. She gulped and tried to stop the blush as she asked-
"So…umm… w-what's your favourite colour?"
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There is chapter 8! I am soooooo sorry for the long wait but I had a very busy week. There should be lots of updates this week as its half term so I shouldn't be as busy, so look out for them!
Thanks to everyone who has reviewed, please keep reviewing and let me know what you thought :)
