I'm really enjoying writing this story, and I hope you're enjoying reading it. I can't wait for Harry to meet Fred, and I think Hermione is thinking the same lol
"Hermione! Can you help me with something, please?" Fred called her from the beginning of the aisle. "I'm a little confused about which brand you prefer. They have so many options."
Hermione shook her head, realising how domestic her and Fred had become. "You would be useless without me, wouldn't you?"
"That's why I keep you around." Fred winked at her, waiting at her in the beginning of the aisle.
She shook her head, turning to see where Harry was. He was still talking with his mum on the phone, so she decided to go help Fred before she could introduce her boyfriend to her best friend. Walking away, Hermione missed the way Harry was looking at Fred.
"What are you wanting to get, anyway? I never cared much for brands, unless it's for chocolate," Hermione said, coming near Fred and entering the next aisle.
"But it's chocolate! I know how you love to nibble on chocolate when you're reading a book before bed," Fred said, sounding somewhat exasperated. "I don't want to mess with your favourite."
Hermione realised at that moment that she was falling in love with Fred. He was practically perfect in every way, sometimes, almost like he could read her mind and know exactly what she was thinking.
Forgetting for a second where they were, Hermione threw her arms around Fred, kissing him with all of her might. Kissing Fred was like tasting the finest chocolate, delicious and making her want more, like she couldn't get enough.
"Not that I'm complaining, but what did I do to get such a response? Just so I make sure to do it again in the future," Fred said, a little dazzled, smiling goofily and tightly grabbing her waist. "Maybe we can do it again?"
Hermione blushed, and looked down. "Just for you being you. And if we're going to do it again, it'll be when we're alone and we can get carried away."
Fred smirked, before quickly pecking her lips again. Taking her hand, Fred walked towards her favourite brands of chocolate, waiting for Hermione to take her pick.
"Oh, you'll never guess who I came across on the other aisle," Hermione said, grabbing three bars and looking at Fred with a smile on her face.
"If I never will guess, why don't you take pity on me and tell me who it was," Fred replied, kissing her forehead, and making Hermione sigh happily. "I don't know if you're happy with the kiss or with the chocolate."
"Both." Hermione smiled cheekily, something she saw Fred doing enough times. "I ran into Harry! You can meet him now!"
"It seems like your wish came true, milady." Fred bowed to her in the middle of the aisle, and Hermione smiled bigger, feeling full of affection for Fred at that moment. "I'm ready for the third degree now."
Hermione giggled, knowing Harry was going to ask Fred a million questions. She was both dreading and curious about what was going to happen.