Here is chapter 12, sorry for the wait! Its not very long but I promise the next few chapters will be longer as we are nearing the Bowling Trip:) Please leave me a review so I know what you thought of it!


Chapter 12-

'What on earth happened there?'

Fred practically ran to his bedroom and slammed the door shut behind him. 'Why had I kissed Hermione? Why was I so angry about it?'

Fred slumped onto his bed and smothered his face with the pillow. He let out a low groan and just sat in that position until the need for air became too great. After he had removed his slightly red face from the pillow he walked over to the wardrobe to change his still soaked clothes.

The truth was; Fred knew why he kissed Hermione. He also knew why he was so angry about it.

The fact is; he fancies her. Badly.

Fred had figured out his feelings for Hermione in that split second before she had pulled him into the shower. The look of fear, excitement and happiness in her eyes was enough to convince him of the growing attraction he had for her.

But before Fred could really digest these thoughts, his hormonal 17 year old mind had other plans. He had leant forward and kissed Hermione straight on the lips.

Her lips were soft against Fred's slightly rough ones and the small gasp of surprise that had left her throat made Fred almost moan in pleasure. That's when he got up and left. Just like that, with no word or even a backward glance at the confused, drenched Hermione.

And that was the reason why he was so angry. He wasn't angry with Hermione, he was angry at himself for giving into his feelings. Fred wasn't ashamed of fancying Hermione but there were just so many complications, if Hermione or anyone were to know about it.

Firstly she was younger than him. His mother would never approve of the prankster trying to corrupt the sweet bookworm and neither would half of Hogwarts for that matter.

Secondly, her dad hates him. Mr Granger would never approve of Fred liking Hermione and if he were to find out, he would probably kick Fred out of the house for trying to take advantage of his innocent little daughter.

And finally, the main reason why Fred was so angry with himself about kissing Hermione was because of Hermione herself.

As cliché as it may sound, a girl like that would never go for a boy like him. They were complete opposites. Hermione's smart and loyal whereas Fred's cunning and mischievous. They would never work. If Hermione were to find out about Fred's feelings she would surely reject him and he didn't think he could take that sort of rejection from Hermione, even if he had only just realized he liked her. That was why he ran.

He didn't want to face the wrath of his parents, the strange looks from friends or the look of pity Hermione would be wearing as she turned him down.

So Fred did what every good coward would do, he ran to his room and tried to think of an alibi as to why he kissed Hermione in the first place.


After flicking through the clothes in the wardrobe and finding nothing to change into, Fred decided to take a shower considering he was already wet anyway. He grabbed a towel and headed down the corridor to the bathroom.

'What should I say to Mione after? Sorry I kissed you but I kind of fancy you, I don't suppose there's a chance you like me back? Yeah, cause that is totally going to work. Well done Fred, nice one,' he thought bitterly as he opened the bathroom door.

Fred walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower. He fiddled with the temperature for while until it was the perfect balance of hot and cold. 'At least something's gone right with this shower today...'

He stripped out of his still damp boxers and placed them on the floor besides the previously discarded towel. Quickly, he stepped under the spray of the shower. The water cascaded down his back and eased his muscles. All of the worries that had been screaming in his head only minutes ago seemed to disappear down the drain along with the water.

Fred reached behind him for the lemon scented shampoo and started to lather it into his hair. 'Mmmm, smells like Mione… stop it! You're not meant to be thinking about her. Just try to think of a believable reason as to why you kissed her earlier…'

He closed his eyes as he started to remove some of the shampoo. Fred hummed slightly as a small tune wandered into his head. He realized it was a muggle song Hermione had been singing the other day.

'I won't give up on us,

Even if the skies get rough,

I'm giving you all my love,

I'm still looking up.'

He had hummed nearly the whole song when he heard the unmistakable noise of the bathroom door swinging open.

Fred's eyes snapped opened and instantly locked on the intruder. Hermione was standing in a towel and was obviously about to go in the shower herself. She seemed to have been so shocked at seeing Fred that she didn't notice her towel had fallen down a little bit itself, exposing a fair amount of her flesh.

They gazed at the other for a second before the reality of the situation had sunk in. Fred spun around in the shower, blocking his front half from Hermione but at the same time completely exposing his backside in the process. There didn't seem to be much point in this move seeing as Hermione had clearly seen everything on offer from the front and now she was getting a fairly good look at the back too.

"Fuck."

Fred cursed as he reached for the towel on the floor. He hastily wrapped it around his lower half as Hermione stood at stared at his chiselled muscles and dripping fire-red hair.

She had regained enough sense to pull up her towel and once she realized she was staring at the naked Fred she turned crimson.

Hermione began to scurry towards the door but before she could make it to the safety of her room a soft, wet hand grabbed a hold of her arm. She spun on her heel to find herself face to face with a shower-soaked half naked Fred.

They were standing extremely close considering how little material they were wearing but they both found themselves leaning in even closer. Hermione's breath had quickened and Fred was staring intently into her eyes.

'He's going to kiss me again…'

Hermione had just started to close her eyes when the warmth of Fred's body seemed to decrease. He stepped back and turned towards his bedroom, again without looking back.

"The showers all yours Mione."


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There is chapter 12! I hope you enjoyed it, I have to say its not my personal favourite but I had a little bit of writers block but I hope its not too bad:) I just wanted to say thankyou for every single review, I know I don't reply to them personally like I used to but I have been so busy lately but I still want you all to know I read and appreciate all of them. Some of them really make my day, so please leave a review if you liked it or have some suggestions!

P.s- to all of those who read my last authors note will know I was reading The Hunger Games books! I have now finished all 3 and I have to say they are my favourite series of books after the mighty Harry Potter of course. I strongly suggest them… Katniss and Peeta are my OTP for the Hunger Games3

Oh and to anyone who might be interested in the song Fred is humming it's called 'I Won't Give Up' by Jason Mraz. It's my favourite song and worth a listen!

Sorry for the long note but its been a while, PLEASE REVIEW:)