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Mischief awaits


"Hermione? Your mother says breakfast is nearly ready, will you wake the twins?"

Hermione batted her eyelids as she finally came back to reality. She rolled to her left slightly only to find she was still encased in the arms of her boyfriend. Not that she was complaining.

What seemed to be her fathers voice shouted again but this time it seemed to be coming towards her bedroom door.

Panic began to set in as she realised what would happen, what her dad would do, if he found out that Fred had spent the entire night spooned against his only daughter.

"Fred, Fred!" she whispered in a rather meek attempt at waking him.

He rolled slightly but that only increased his hold on her waist. Hermione was really panicking now, this would ruin everything! She was planning to tell her parents and Shanna in a few days when she was ready but not, not like this.

"Fred if you don't get your arse out of my bed I'm pretty sure my dad will do it for you,"

This seemed to drag Fred, albeit very slowly, back to consciousness. He groaned and looked at Hermione through half shut, tired eyes.

"Mione," he groaned, "it's too early,"

He tried to bury his face into the side of Hermione's neck but instead of nestling into the warm flesh like he had hoped, Fred was met with a shove from his girlfriend.

"What was that for?" he yelped as he sat up.

"My dad is like fifty seconds away from finding you in here so I suggest you get under the bed now or you can be the one to explain why you're in my bed at-" she glanced towards her alarm clock, "- 9'o'clock in the morning!"

Fred's eyes went comically wide and if it had been a different situation, Hermione was sure she would have laughed. This, however, was certainly not the time for laughing.

"Shit, okay I'm going," Fred whispered frantically as he began to climb out from beneath the duvet.

"Are you crazy?!" Hermione hissed as she pulled his arm to stop him from leaving, "my dad is in the hall, he'll see you!"

"Oh right, yeah, forgot about that," Fred admitted sheepishly.

He smiled at Hermione with laughter in his soft blue eyes. He had a dopey grin stretched lazily across his face. He almost couldn't believe he had managed to spend the entire night with her curled up in his-

"Fred what in Merlin's name are you doing! Don't just stand there like a blithering idiot- get under the bloody bed!"

Hermione's shout-whisper snapped him violently out of the daze he had just been in. Fred lowered himself down to the floor and rolled fairly smoothly under the bed. 'Pranking does come in handy.'

Seconds later a loud knock was heard at the door and from his position beneath the bed, two large feet came into view.

Trying to hear above his rapidly beating heart, Fred could just make out what was going on above.

"Morning sweetie, have a nice sleep?" he heard her father question.

It was silent for a moment as Hermione obviously thought of a suitable answer. Fred guessed that 'Fred's arms were so soft and hunky' probably wasn't one to tell the dad, even if it was undeniably true.

"It was lovely, one of the best I've had actually,"

Fred beamed from under the bed as Hermione gave the answer. It was definitely one of the best sleeps he had had too.

"Ahh, well whys that?" her father replied curiously.

Fred's heartbeat picked up as the thought 'he knows, he knows' ran repeatedly through his head. He could only pray Hermione was quick enough to think of answer that didn't include the truth.

"Uh well," he heard her stutter, "it was, it was…really quiet and peaceful you know? With the snow muffling out the noise and everything,"

Fred let out a breath of air he had been holding viciously between his lips. Thank Merlin his girlfriend was such a quick thinker.

"I suppose," her father seemed to be slightly suspicious and it put Fred on edge again. He had no idea how Hermione had been handling this so well.

"Anyway, your mother sent me up here to call you all for breakfast, we aren't working until late today so I think she wants to do something with all of us, can you wake the twins for me?"

Hermione's reply came to quick and carelessly.

"That sounds nice and sure, I will go wake him in a minute,"

Fred prayed to all that was good in the world that her dad wouldn't pick up on it but the odds were not in his favour.

"Him?"

Hermione's intake of breath was audible from beneath the bed.

"Did-did I say 'him'? Well I meant them, silly me," Hermione tried to laugh it off but the laugh sounded forced and horrendously uncomfortable. Fred just hoped her dad would buy it and leave before they both exploded from nerves.

Her dad gave an unsure kind of chuckle before reaching back over to the door. He grasped the handle and looked back to Hermione.

"Yes, well just be sure to wake them soon,"

"Yeah we will be down in about ten minutes," and with that he walked out and shut the door behind him.

"Merlin that was close!" Hermione breathed as Fred climbed out from under the bed.

"Tell me about it, do you think he knows?" he replied as he sat on the edge of the bed.

Hermione looked uncertain but shook her head after a moments thought- "no he probably thinks something's up but there's no way he would expect that,"

Fred let out a low whistle and wiped his forehead with the back of his hand, "well thank god for that, but at least you finally felt the thrill of breaking a rule," Fred beamed as Hermione stood from the bed.

She walked over to the chest of drawers and without turning back replied, "I'll have you know I have broken plenty of rules over the years with Harry and Ron! I'm just not as easily caught as you and George,"

Fred chuckled before he walked over and stood behind her. He snuck his arms around her waist and brought his head down to her shoulder.

"Well that may be but they have never been that-" he began to pepper kisses up and down her neck before stopping at her ear, "-bad before,"

With all the hairs on her neck standing up straight from Fred's haunting whisper, she gave a meek reply.

"Maybe they have," it was meant to sound fierce and strong but it came out as more of a whimper.

"Oh really?" she couldn't see Fred because he was still behind her but she would have bet all the money in her Gringotts vault that he was smirking right now.

Before she could reply, he grabbed her wrists tightly and spun her around, pinning her between the chest of drawers and himself.

"I never thought you'd be the bad girl, Hermione," he teased as his eyes flicked down her body before meeting her eyes again.

Hermione's face was quickly becoming flushed. They were even closer than they had been last night and the close proximity was making her nervous. She was still unsure how the conversation had taken such a drastic turn, but then again with Fred being a notorious prankster it wasn't difficult to see why he had become so excited from the adrenaline of nearly being caught.

Fred lent back down so his mouth was directly in line with her ear and he blew softly. A cool shiver ran down her spine and the air bristled against her skin.

"Who would have thought little Miss Granger had been up to no good? I certainly wouldn't,"

"I suppose you haven't been paying much attention then," she managed to breath out.

Fred was kissing her jaw now and it was becoming increasingly difficult to form a coherent thought, let alone sentence.

"And now back chat, what have you done to my polite Mione?" Fred stopped kissing her jaw and rested his forehead against her own.

Summoning all of her Gryffindor courage, Hermione looked him straight in the eyes and challenged him.

"She's right here,"

That one line broke Fred's resolve completely. He lent in forcibly and kissed Hermione passionately on the lips.

Hermione soon kissed back just as roughly as she brought a hand up to the back of Fred's neck as his worked their way up her softly arched back.

They had never kissed like this before. It was rough, passionate and their hands were roaming a little more adventurously than they usually would.

After a few blissful moments they broke apart, both breathing heavy and ragged.

One of Fred's hands was under Hermione's top at the bottom of her back whilst the other was tangled in her hair. Both of Hermione's were placed on his hard yet not bulging stomach and there foreheads were touching again.

"That was…wow,"

Hermione probably would have scolded herself for using such a bad adjective to describe that mind blowing kiss but her head was still reeling too much to care.

Fred smirked back and ran his fingers through her hair to detangle the mess he had made of it moments before.

"I know, I obviously like your wicked side," he winked as he kissed her cheek softly.

Hermione smiled as her eyes closed briefly. She sucked in a small breath to calm herself down when he eyes were ripped open by the sound of the door being flung open.

"Jesus Hermy! Didn't Robert come and get you for breakfast like twenty min-"

Shanna stormed in the room but stopped with her mouth open wide when she saw the tender embrace in which Fred and Hermione had been in.

They sprung apart as quickly as they could when they heard Shanna enter the room. Hermione's face was redder than the time Fred had questioned her on tampons and reds ears were burning a bright shade of crimson.

"You little minx Hermione! Making out with your house guest while all your family are waiting downstairs!" Shanna was gasping and pointing between the two teenagers who looked extremely uncomfortable.

Hermione snapped out of her embarrassment first however and walked over to shut the door.

"Shanna! Please be quiet otherwise my dad will come back up!" Hermione pleaded as her blush began to waver slightly.

Shanna's grin grew even larger, "you mean he nearly caught you once already? God Hermione, I didn't know my only niece had it in her!" Shanna laughed as she turned her attention towards Fred.

Fred was very pale which only made the colour of his ears stick out more. He gave a very nervous chuckle as Hermione began to plead with Shanna.

"Shanna, please, please don't say anything to my mum and dad or they will go crazy,"

Shanna shook her head slightly and chuckled once more, "calm down Hermione, I'm not going to snitch on you guys,"

Fred and Hermione both let out a simultaneous sigh of relief.

"Thank you Shanna!" Hermione exclaimed as she smiled at Fred.

"Whoa there, you never let me finish," Hermione's smile dropped, "I won't tell on one condition- you have to give me all of the details later when we go shopping," Shanna's smirk was almost Weasley Twin worthy by that point.

Fred grimaced lightly, the thought of Hermione telling someone all of the details of their relationship made him feel slightly worried, Merlin knows he had had his fair share of embarrassing moments over the last few weeks. 'Well I suppose it's better than having my butt kicked by Mione's dad, he hates me enough as it is,'

Hermione glanced back at Fred, silently asking for his permission. He gave a small nod and shrugged his shoulders, "how bad could it be?"

Both girls laughed and Hermione looked back at the still smiling Shanna.

"Fine if I tell you everything, you promise not to mention anything to my parents, deal?"

Shanna squealed excitedly before nodding enthusiastically. "Deal but what about your partner in crime? Does George know?"

"Yes he, uh, found out after a little misunderstanding," Fred replied as his mind wandered back to the mix up that had occurred the other day in the snow.

Shanna rose her eyebrow at that but Hermione just brushed it off with a "I'll explain later."

"Ooh I can't wait; I knew you'd get together eventually,"

Hermione gave a small smile. She didn't mind Shanna knowing about her and Fred that much, it was just Shanna was known for being a bit of a blabber mouth- having Shanna try to keep a secret was a bit risky to say the least.

"Anyway, we should probably get down to breakfast, your mum wants to talk about going shopping later on. Oh I just knew it!" Shanna added excitedly before heading out of the door.

As Fred and Hermione followed her out they exchanged an anxious glance.

"Well, it could have gone worse I suppose," Fred whispered as they followed her down the hall.

"Yeah but your not the one who has to go shopping with her," Hermione hissed as they entered the kitchen.

"It will be fine, what could go wrong?"

Hermione stopped and gave Fred a pointed stare.

"Famous last words or what?" he grinned as they sat down at the table, Shanna still beaming like the cat that got the cream.


"So how about it hunny?" Hermione's mother asked as she served up the eggs and bacon.

After entering the kitchen Jean had told everyone the plan for the day, they would all head into town to finish off any last minute Christmas shopping and then meet for a late dinner in 'Milliso', a posh Italian restaurant Hermione had only been in a handful of times at the most.

"Yeah that sounds great," Hermione smiled as she tucked into the delicious smelling breakfast before her.

"Jeanie, how about we split off? I still need to get something for you and Robert so maybe I could go with Hermione?" Shanna asked as a small smirk crept back onto her face.

Hermione knew exactly why her mischievous aunt wanted to split off, she wanted all of the gossip about Fred and her and the only way they could do that was to split from the rest of her family.

Hermione's mother seemed to evaluate the idea in her head before smiling broadly, "Of course, how about you and Hermione go together, Fred and George can go together and Robert and I will take Nate off of your hands for a while too?"

A chorus of nods and 'sure's came from the recipients of the table, most of whom were still filling up on bacon.

"Brilliant, ready in ten everyone," Shanna stated as she grabbed Nate and walked him up the stairs to get dressed.

"Is that okay with you boys?" Jean asked as Fred finished up his orange juice.

Fred gave a nervous glance to Hermione, silently asking if she would be okay with Shanna. Hermione simply gave him a small shrug, leaving Fred with no choice but to smile and accept Jean's offer.

"That's fantastic! Well go and get dressed up nice, Millso's is quite a posh restaurant, I suppose this will be a Christmas treat for all of you guys," Jean smiled excitedly as she finished clearing the table.

Fred, George and Hermione thanked Jean for the breakfast and left the table with smiles on their faces; only two of them were slightly forced.

'This trip will be interesting to say the least' was the identical thought currently running through their minds.


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FINALLY! AN UPDATE!

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If you like this story please check out my new Fremione fic-

'How to Trick the Ministry into Thinking you're in Love'

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