I'm sorry for the wait (as usual) and I would just like to say thank you guys for not murdering me after my last update. After re-reading I have to say it was very mean to leave you hanging like that ;) *MWAHHHAAAA* Hopefully you will be full of praise not death threats at the end of this chapter!
Here we go…
Chapter 20-
Fred lifted his eyes from her lips and found her browns eyes glistening back at him.
'Just do it Fred, it's now or never. Just kiss her for god's sake…'
Fred gave her a small smile before the butterfly's erupted in his stomach and he felt himself being drawn closer to Hermione's lips.
Slowly he began to lean towards her…
Hermione could feel her heart beating in her ears. 'Surely he can hear it. And if he can't he really needs to check out his hearing…' she thought as Fred leant even closer.
This had happened before, on one of Fred's first days at her house and in the shower too and both had been swept straight over as if they had never been real in the first place. So why was Hermione acting as if this was the first time Fred had been this close?
'Because this time there's no way he can leave, or ignore it.'
Flicking her eyes up to meet his she saw a determination and a passion she never thought Fred could possess but to her astonishment it was there- burning straight back into her.
The miniscule gap they had between them was closed slowly and Hermione felt the soft, warm familiar lips brush over hers.
She was bracing herself for the warmth to be replaced with the cool harsh air once more. It wasn't as if these things ever lasted longer than a second anyway.
And how right she was.
Her eyes had barely closed when a shooting pain ran down her spine and over her head.
Snapping her eyes open and pulling roughly from Fred's arms Hermione let out a loud scream. After the initial surprise of the attack, what she had thought to be pain was not in fact pain at all but a freezing cold liquid that was currently running down her dress and hair.
The ice temperature of the liquid had almost made her believe it was blood but it was only when another high pitched scream sounded that she figured out what had really gone on.
"Oh Mione! I am so sorry!" Mel gasped as she showed Hermione her empty cup. Although her voice sounded sincere the large smirk on her face told everyone of her clear intention.
Mel's cup of vodka and coke was currently empty. And Hermione's dress was now completely soaked. It didn't take a genius to figure out what had happened.
Hermione felt the hot tears start to fill her eyes, threatening to fall. Every single person in the room had turned to stare at her. Some where looking excited at the possibility of a fight, some looked sympathetic at Hermione's drenched figure and others looked on in interest to see what Fred would make of this scene.
The only eyes she really cared about though were Fred's.
He had stepped in front of her almost as if he was trying to shield her from the laughs and penetrating eyes. She could tell just by looking at his rigid back that he was tense. And angry.
"What the hell Mel?" he hissed as Hermione tried to swallow the lump in her throat.
"Oh come on Freddie, you know it was an accident. I was just dancing and I tripped, I didn't mean to spill my drink on her, why on earth would I ever do that?" Mel replied as she batted her eyelashes in what she thought to be an innocent, seductive way. To Fred, it only made him angrier.
"You're just jealous Mel. Plain old jealous." Fred breathed as he took in her makeup caked smile.
"Excuse me? Jealous of what? The fact that Hermione has you, pl-ease," she laughed sourly as a few whispers were exchanged in the crowd.
Fred let out a loud obnoxious laugh. The sound surprised Hermione, she never thought Fred to be capable of such strong, harsh emotions before. By the look on Mel's face she didn't expect it either.
"No Mel, I didn't mean me. Funnily enough, not everyone is as self centred as you. I meant you're jealous of the fact that Hermione is more intelligent, caring, loving, and beautiful and just down right nicer than you will ever be. You've been nothing but desperate since I got here and quite frankly you talk too much. That wouldn't have been such a bad thing if the subject of your speeches was anything but yourself but unfortunately, you obviously don't feel the same on that matter."
A small hiss of 'ouch, burn and oh right' spread through the crowd as a satisfactory smile spread on Fred's face. He hadn't intended to be so mean but he had just snapped. Hermione and him were finally getting somewhere and Mel had to use it as an opportunity to ruin things, so Fred had had enough.
He wasn't, however expecting what happened next.
"Fred Weasley! You little bas-" Mel was cut of when Teegan stepped through the crowd and stood in between Mel and Fred.
"Mel enough! You have changed so much since you were young and it's definitely not a good thing. Just get out before we make you get out." She seethed.
Teegan crossed her arms and smirked as Mel began to protest.
"I gave you a chance so I guess we will just have to make you leave." Teegan laughed before dumping, rather unceremoniously, her entire cup of mango smoothie on Mel's head.
The thick yellow lumps slopped on to her head and ran slowly down Mel's tiny excuse of a dress.
"Arghh! I'm done!" she screamed as a fountain of laughs erupted from everyone in the room.
A chorus of claps filled the room as Mel stomped out of the door and Fred found himself smiling just a little too brightly.
Now he could get back to what he was doing before Mel interrupted… but first he might need to sort Hermione out.
"Thanks again Fred, for you know sticking up for me" Hermione mumbled bashfully as she knelt over the bath in her house.
Soon after Mel had stormed off, Fred had suggested that they left so Hermione could get the drink out of her hair and clothes. So here they were, Hermione on her knees with her hair hanging over the bath while Fred stood to the side and ran his fingers through her sticky hair.
"What did you think I would do Mione? Just let her get away with that, it clearly wasn't an accident. Besides the bitch had it coming anyway," he laughed as he rubbed small circles on Hermione's head.
His soft yet firm hands felt amazing tangled in her hair she almost forgot to answer. This caused her thoughts to drift back to what they had been doing earlier before Mel had 'tripped'… and her thoughts really didn't need to go back there.
"Yeah," she laughed softly "I suppose she did,"
Fred gently rinsed the rest of the shampoo out of her long locks before he gave her a towel.
She gratefully took it and began to dry her hair before Fred's arm stopped hers from moving.
He grabbed the towel from her hands and gave her a small smile before leading her back into her bedroom where he sat her down on the bed.
He sat down behind her so his legs were hanging off of the bed on either side of Hermione's body. He pulled her body back so she was leaning against his hard chest and began to rub the towel on her hair in soft circles, slowly yet surely drying it.
Hermione blushed at the intimacy but soon found herself relaxing at Fred's gentle touch. She closed her eyes and decided she was just going to enjoy this moment for as long as she could.
After Fred had briefly dried Hermione's hair with the towel he began to slowly brush it. No one had ever really played with her hair before but Hermione suddenly found she wished it had happened a lot more.
They had been enjoying the comfortable silence but Hermione could feel Fred wanted to break it. His eyes had been glued to her face for the last ten minutes never breaking contact once. As if he had read her thoughts, he opened his mouth.
"Mione, can I ask you something?"
Sitting up a little bit at his question Hermione turned to face him completely.
"Of course you can, ask me anything," she smiled nervously, "Actually not anything," she added after she caught Fred's suggestive smirk.
Fred took in an audible breath and closed his eyes briefly. This alone was enough to make Hermione wary. Fred looked almost nervous. And that was not an emotion one would usually use to describe the notorious prankster.
"If Mel hadn't… well would you have… were you…did you" Fred mumbled quickly as Hermione stared blankly at his blushing face.
She couldn't believe it. Smooth, cool, funny, Fred Weasley was actually blushing. Full on, red faced blushing.
Before she could help herself, Hermione let out a small chuckle.
"Fred, calm down, just ask me your question I promise I won't bite," Hermione added cheekily sensing his nervousness.
Fred let out his shaky laugh and looked her straight in the eyes.
"If Mel hadn't of interrupted us earlier, would you have pulled away from the kiss?" Fred asked in one rushed breath.
Hermione blinked twice before the question really sunk in. Fred thought she was going to pull away. He thought she didn't like him!
Again before she could help it she laughed. Not a malicious laugh just a small chuckle but from the look of Fred's face he certainly didn't realise that.
She reached out and touched Fred's shoulder before he could take the laugh the wrong way. Hermione gave him a small smile as she watched slight panic wash over his face.
"Fred. It was you, of course I wouldn't have." She whispered softly.
A smile stretched across Fred's face as he leant forward towards Hermione.
"Does this mean I get to say that famous line?" Fred smirked into her ear.
Hermione laughed, as she closed the gap further. "It depends on what this line is,"
"So where were we?" he laughed as he wiggled his eyebrows.
A loud laugh sounded from Hermione as Fred closed the gap completely.
His warm lips covered hers and they moved in perfect sync, warm skin on warm skin. Fred's tongue gently traced her bottom lip and this time Hermione didn't brace herself for the feeling of cold air because she knew this kiss would last longer than a few wonderful seconds.
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