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Chapter 18
Hermione was so shocked at the sudden apperating the twins had down with her that she ended up losing her balance and almost falling face first on the polished wood floor.
"Be careful, love," George said, gently helping her stand straight.
"Thanks," she replied, dusting off her skirt. She stood observing the room they were in. There were shelves lining two of the walls with multiple boxes stacked on them. In the middle of the room were two tables with various vials and tons of materials that you would never think to mix together.
"Why did you bring me to your shop?" Hermione asked cautiously, worried about what sort of prank the twins had planned for her.
George and Fred exchanged a look grinning widely at the young grinning widely.
"Do you not trust us?" George asked as he led her to take a seat at one of the work stations.
"Not completely," she answered truthfully.
"I'm shocked, Ms. Granger," Fred gasped, putting his hand to his chest dramatically. He grinned down at her leaning down to kiss of briefly on the cheek.
"There's something we want to show you," George announced.
"Stay right here and we'll be right back," Fred added, following his twin through a closet door.
Hermione looked around the room at some of the products that her twins had in the works. She had been thinking of George and Fred as 'her twins' for a while now, a thought that scared her a little bit.
What's this? She wondered as she picked up an innocent looking piece of candy. But she knew that nothing that was made by the Weasley twins was ever innocent.
"I really wouldn't eat that if I were you," George warned as he walked back into the work area, confirming her thoughts of it being not so innocent.
"What happens if you do?" she asked, watching as Fred put a rectangular box in front of her on the table.
"You bark every other word you speak," Fred answered.
Hermione laughed. "For how long?"
"Well, we are going for about thirty minutes, but as of right now, it's about a week," George replied.
"Who did you test it on?" she wondered, grinning.
"Lee," the boys laughed at the memory of their best friend having to explain to his father, who he worked for, why he barked at him every time Lee was asked a question.
"I hope you don't ever test a product out on me," she replied, suddenly worried that was exactly what they were about to do.
"We pay Lee to do that to him," Fred said, taking a seat to Hermione's left.
"And we wouldn't even think of testing a product on you," George promised, sitting on her other side.
"Unless you gave us permission," Fred added, grinning as Hermione laughed.
"I can assure you that I won't be doing that any time soon," she said, grinning. "So what's in the box?"
Fred and George exchanged a look, having a silent conversation with their eyes. George nodded at his brother, as if giving him the permission to go ahead.
"Do you remember a while ago when I told you I was going to make a product that was inspired by you?" Fred asked.
"Yes I do," she replied cautiously, eyeing the box worriedly.
George and Fred grinned at her reaction. "We promise that there is nothing in that box that will hurt you," George said.
"But I did come up with a product that reminds me of you, with George's help, of course," Fred replied, gently pushing that box toward her. "Open it."
Hermione looked at each of the twins, trying to see if there was any deception in their eyes. All she saw was two excited sets of eyes, looking much like a little kid on Christmas morning. She opened the box cautiously, removing the lid and putting it to the side. She moved some tissue paper to reveal a muggle pen.
"It's a pen," she replied stupidly, wondering if it would shoot out ink like some of the pens she had seen at muggle joke shops.
George and Fred laughed at her reaction.
"It might look like any old regular muggle pen," George said.
"But it defiantly does not act like a normal pen," Fred replied, picking the pen up out of the box. He held it out for Hermione to inspect.
"The Granger 2000?" she asked, reading the name of the product that was written along the side of the pen in elegant cursive writing. "What does it do?"
"I thought you would never ask," Fred grinned, clicking the top of the pen, causing a mysterious mist to escape from the end. He quickly wrote 'Property of Hermione J. Granger' in midair and handed the device to her.
"One click helps you identify who it belongs to. The Granger 2000 will remember the owner because of the finger print it took after I handed it to you," Fred explained. "No one else will be able to activate it or read anything that's in there, unless you want them to."
"If you click it twice, you will go to the schedule portion of the Granger 2000," George said, causing Hermione to click it twice. A calendar came out of the bottom of the pen, floating in front of her. She looked at the digital like calendar, extremely impressed by the level of magic the twins had pulled out for this invention.
"To set something on a particular date, you just write on the square in the calendar," Fred explained as Hermione wrote on the current day, 'Hogsmeade day with my twins.'
"Your twins?" George and Fred asked, causing Hermione to blush furiously. She hadn't meant to write 'my twins'; it's just how she always thought of them.
"So, what happens if you click it three times?" she asked, trying to change the subject.
Fred and George exchanged a look, grinning, deciding to let it drop. For now.
"If you click the pen three times, you go to the notes sections. You can leave yourself reminders," George said.
"Or you can use it for a journal or diary," Fred added.
She clicked it three times and a digital piece of parchment appeared in front of her. At the top of the page were a series of letters.
"What are those for?" she wondered.
"Write something," George instructed. Hermione did as she was asked and wrote 'hello' on the page.
"Okay, now push the 'E' to erase it," Fred said, smiling as Hermione's eyes grew wide as the word vanished into thin air.
"This really is brilliant," she replied, amazed.
"Thank you," the twins said, beaming.
"'S' is for save. 'R' is to remind you of something," George said pointing at the other letters at the top of the page.
"How do you make it where no one else can see it?" Hermione asked, no wanting the world to see what she might be writing.
"You twist the clicker twice and only you'll be able to see it," Fred answered.
She twisted it twice and then wrote a sentence that she knew would get both boys attention, if they could see it. Hermione turned and looked at them, smirking when they didn't react and quickly pushed the 'E' before turning the clicker twice again, assuming that's how to make it visible for others again.
"What did you write?" Fred wondered, noting the very uncharacteristic smirk that had been on Hermione's face.
"Wouldn't you like to know," she flirted, earning a grin from both of them.
"Actually we would," George said.
"And we have ways of getting you to talk," Fred informed the brown haired with, winking at her.
"I'm sure you do," she grinned, looking down at the device in her hand. "Thank you so much for this. I really don't think that anyone has ever tried to create something that reminds them of me before. I love it," Hermione stood and hugged each one of them, nearly melting into each of their strong arms.
"You're welcome," George replied, grinning at his twin, nodding, as they had yet another one of the silent conversations.
"Actually, love, there is one more thing we would like to show you on the Granger 2000," Fred informed her as George pulled out two more boxes exactly like hers for his pocket.
"What else could possibly be in this thing?" Hermione wondered.
"Click it four times," George suggested.
She clicked it four times, revealing another floating piece of parchment with two sets of letters at the top of it. Suddenly the pen grew warm and the 'GrW' at the top of the page glowed red. Hermione looked over at the twins, who beamed back at her.
"Point at the red letters," Fred instructed.
She pointed at the letters and suddenly the name 'George Weasley' was on the page and below it was a message. 'You look insanely beautiful when you blush.'
Hermione grinned, feeling the heat rise in her cheeks once more. "We can communicate with one another through these?"
"Yes," they answered.
"How?" The brightest witch of their age asked, curious how it worked.
"Well, we can't give you the exact knowledge behind it," Fred started, grinning.
"But basically you push the clicker down and hold it and write the name of the person you want to be on your instant contact screen and their abbreviations will appear," George explained.
"I wonder if it will work in the castle," she mused.
Fred and George grinned widely. "Yes, it actually does."
"You are extremely cute when you sleep, you know," they informed her.
Hermione's eyes widen in horror. "You were in my room while I was sleeping?" she screeched, sounding a lot like their mother when she was angry.
"You were asleep on the couch in the common room," George explained, his hands in the air surrender.
Hermione calmed down instantly, remembering that night. She had been reading a book for Potions and had been exhausted. The next thing she knew, she had woke up at three in the morning, with a blanket draped over her.
"You put a blanket on me," she replied, smiling softly at George, who grinned and nodded. "Why didn't you wake me up?"
"Because I knew how busy you have been lately and that you probably needed your rest," he replied, sitting back down beside her.
"You could have said hi. I've miss you guys," Hermione confessed, blushing.
She felt two arms circle around her, one around her shoulders, the other around her waist.
"We've missed you too, love," George replied, kissing her forehead.
"More then you can imagine," Fred agreed, leaving a matching kiss on the other side of her head.
"But now you can reach us anytime you want to," George said, grinning.
"And if you want to see us, all you'll have to do is ask and we'll be there," Fred added.
Hermione laughed, knowing that they had no problem sneaking around the castle undetected, thanks to their years of help from the Marauders map. "Thanks for this," she replied, holding up the pen once more.
"You're welcome. Actually, this is one of the best ideas we've ever had," Fred replied.
"It's going to make us a ton of money," George added.
"Maybe I should get half of the profit since it bares my name," she teased, causing the twins to grin.
"We'll have to think about that," George said mischievously, standing up from his seat.
"I don't know about you, Forge, but I'm tired of being at work on my day off."
"I agree, Gred. Let's get out of here."
"Where are you taking me now?" Hermione asked worriedly as they each took a hold of one of her hands.
"You'll see," they replied together as they apperated away once more.
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The first thing that hit Hermione's senses when the feeling of dizziness escaped her was the warm humid breeze that was not part of the late September weather of home. She opened her eyes and gasped at the scene in front of her. The beautiful rhythm of ocean waves was both visible and audible as she walked forward toward the beautiful blue sea. It was one of those breathtakingly gorgeous days when you could barely tell where the sky started and the water ended.
"I think she's forgotten about us," Came a voice from behind her.
"And I think that she likes the beach better than us, too," someone else replied.
Hermione grinned as she turned to look at the red heads that stood behind her. "I could never forget about you two, Fred," she replied, emphasizing his name as she beamed down to remove one of her wedges. "And George, I do not like the beach more then you," she replied, removing her other wedge and walking towards the water once more, purposefully swaying her hips back and forth rather flirtatiously. Hermione grinned and turned back to the twins, who were standing in the same spot they had arrived, mouths gaping.
"Well, are you two just going to stand there all day or are you going to come play?" she asked them, grinning mischievously as she transfigured her undergarments into a two piece bathing suit before removing her clothes and laying them on the dry sand beside her shoes and the Granger 2000.
"Merlin's Beard," George whispered in awe of the beautiful creature that was grinning widely at them.
"Who knew that Hermione Granger was such a flirtatious little minx?" Fred asked his brother quietly as he began to quickly remove his shoes.
"I believe I told you as much a few years ago, dear brother," George reminded him transforming his own pants into a looks pair of swimming trunks. He had found, over the years, that it was best to wear loose bottoms while around the witch that was in front of him. Especially if she was dress as she was at the moment.
"I guess I should have listened to you," Fred replied, transforming his own pants.
"You two take longer than a girl," Hermione called up to the twins teasingly.
"Oh, do we?" George asked, slowly placing his own set of clothes beside hers.
"Yes, you do," she informed him grinning as she watched the pair behind to walk towards her.
"Well, I suppose we should speed up, shouldn't we George?" Fred asked, half a yard away from the brown haired witch.
"Defiantly, Fred. We don't want to keep the lady waiting," George agreed as both twins began chasing Hermione, who had taken off toward the water a moment before. She squealed happily as a pair of strong arms came around her and picked her up.
"Ms. Granger, you are entirely too dry," George informed her in a very Snape like voice.
"I am?" she asked, her arms wrapped tightly around his neck.
"Yes, you are," Fred agreed from a bit deeper into the ocean. Hermione turned and noticed that he was soaked form his head down. Little drops of water were dripping down his Quidditch made chest, making him look extremely sexy. Fred grinned widely when he caught her looking causing her already red cheeks to grow a deeper crimson colour.
Hermione looked up at George's face, seeing that he had caught her starring at his brother. She felt extremely guilty especially since she was currently in George's arms.
To Hermione surprise, George smiled down at her, kissing her gently on the lips, completely catching her off guard.
"Perhaps we should play a game of 'hot witch'," George suggested to his brother.
"How witch?" Hermione asked, just as Fred replied, "Sounds great."
"What's hot witch? I've never heard of that gaaaaa!" she screamed as she felt herself being thrown in the air. She hadn't even noticed that her hands had been removed from George's neck, until she was in the air. Hermione quickly held her breath so that she wouldn't get water up her nose and begin sputtering unattractively in front of the twins. But instead of being thrown into the ocean, she landed gently in the arms of Fred.
"Hello, love," he greeted her, extremely close to her ear, causing her to shiver.
"Hello," she replied, breathlessly. "So this is 'hot witch?'" she asked.
"It is," George answered.
Hermione turned to see that George had gotten himself wet from head to toe as well.
"Yummy," she whispered.
"What did you just say?" Fred asked.
Hermione froze, terrified that she had said that out loud.
"Nothing," she replied, laughing. "Fred, maybe you've already had too much sun if you are hearing things."
"No, I heard it too," George said, coming closer to where Fred was standing with Hermione still in his arms.
"Did you say 'yummy?" Fred asked, grinning widely, much like his twin.
Hermione started trying to wiggle out of Fred's arms, hoping to be able to swim away from the awkwardness, but his arms were securely wrapped around her. "W-w-why would I say that?"
"I don't know," George replied, smiling.
Hermione sighed, knowing that they wouldn't drop it. I faced Bellatrix Lestrange and lived to tell about it. I can handle this, she thought.
"I did say yummy, but it wasn't meant to be said aloud. And I was thinking it because I find you both incredible handsome," she admitted, hiding her face in Fred's chest, extremely embarrassed.
"Hermione, love," Fred said, trying to coax her face away from his chest.
"There's really nothing to be embarrassed about," George said very close to her ear. She felt someone take her hand in his and begin rubbing soothing circles on the back of her hand with his thumb. She knew it was George because there was no way that Fred could d that while he was holding her.
"He's right," Fred agreed, kissing the top of her head, making a trail of kisses down past her ears and along her neck line. "I find you extremely yummy, too."
Hermione grinned into his chest, shivering from his kisses.
"Delectable," George supplied, kissing her hand, her wrist and her arm.
"Scrumptious," Fred added, moving Hermione where she would have to move her head to look at him. He leaned down and kissed her gently, causing he to smile into his lips. Why on earth had she been so embarrassed?
"Delicious," George whispered in her ear as he gentle removed her from his twin's arms, kissing her with a bit more passion then he had earlier.
"You make me sound like a Christmas dinner," she laughed, blushing at all of the attention that the twins were showing her.
"You are so much better than any Christmas meal, love," George assured her, stealing one more kiss before placing her gently into the ocean on her own two feet for the first time.
The cool water felt wonderful on her over heated skin, from all of the kissed or just from the sun, she wasn't' sure. At least she wasn't sure until she resurfaced from submerging herself in the refreshing water. Fred and George stood there in front of her, starring hungrily at her. Hermione knew that she had never been more wanted then she was at that moment.
Wanting to lighten things up just a bit, she began to swim, allowing the waves to help her as she swam around the twins.
"You know," she began, after a moment of swimming. "I believe that it would be horrible for your reputation if anyone heard that a woman was swimming circles around you two."
Hermione then splashed both of them before swimming as quickly away from the pair as she could, which wasn't very far. They spent the rest of the day splashing and swimming around, enjoying each other's company.
So what did you think? I hope you liked it. It was one of my favorite chapters that I've written so far. Please leave a review to let me know what you think. Thanks for much to my beta WannaberelatedtoaGod! You rock. Now please go and push the pretty button below. :) Happy reading.