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Playing With Granger	By : ssdawn Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Hermione/Fred Views: 10849 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or make any money from writing this story. The honor of creating these characters goes to the great J.K Rowling.

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Now we find out if they can work through things after all of the "Crazy" that happened earlier.
Playing With Granger: Chapter 6
"Fred, where are we going?" Hermione held tightly to his hand as they wove in and out of corridors and secret passageways. They had been walking a good ten minutes since leaving the Gryffindor common room. Fred said that they were going to go somewhere they could be alone without people spying on them. So far they hadn't run into anyone they knew, so she'd been relieved and excited to see where Fred was taking her.
She noticed that Fred wasn't his normal, jovial self. He was leading her around without saying much. "So, are you just guiding me around so much so I'll never be able to find your secret spot again on my own? You know I wouldn't give away any of your mysteries."
Fred stopped so suddenly that Hermione ran right into the back of him. "Ouch, that hurt." She rubbed her fingers against her nose that felt quite bruised now.
"Sorry, love, " he grinned sheepishly at her, "I just don't want anyone following us. George and I have vowed to keep this spot a secret."
"Then why are you taking me there? Won't he be upset when he finds out you gave your secret hiding spot away?" Hermione couldn't help teasing him a bit, after everything he'd put her through during the day.
"Well, you see, he just isn't going to find out. Right?" Fred's eyebrows waggled at her as he gave her a wide grin.
Hermione's hand came up and gave the motion of crossing her heart, "I cross my heart and hope to die, stick a needle in my eye."
Fred looked at her funny, "Well, you don't need to take any unbreakable vow and die because of it. "
Hermione laughed, "It's just a Muggle saying."
"It sounds a little morbid to me, and that's saying something." Fred snickered back.
"It just means that you've just said or promised something that is completely true or sincere. It has nothing to do with real violence. I can assure you. Unless it's towards that horrible Umbridge woman." Hermione made a face showing her disgust by crinkling her brow.
"Yes, she was a right cow wasn't she? George said if she messes with us she'll learn to regret it. He and Lee were already planning things we're going to do in her class." Fred tipped her chin up to look him in the eye, "Are you ready to see my favorite spot in the castle?"
Hermione felt a rush of excitement of finally being able to see the twin's secret hideout. They came to a wall with a tapestry of a court jester, just like the ones who historically had entertained during the medieval and Renaissance eras. These fools were a member of the household of a nobleman or a monarch employed to entertain him and his guests. He was wearing brightly colored clothes and wore an eccentric hat with jingle bells on the tips of the hat.
"Good even tide fair Sir Weasley. What brings you here with this beautiful damsel? Are you in need of songs, music, or storytelling? Or may it be acrobatics, juggling, jokes, or magic?" The jester did a back flip and then started juggling some bright red and blue balls in his hands.
"None of the above jester. I'm here to show off our lair to the maiden Hermione." Fred said with as much flair as the jester had spoken with while winking at her.
Hermione stood there amused, shaking her head, "How appropriate for you two to have a court jester protecting your spot. If you'd been born in another era, you and George would have for sure been hired by the King to entertain in his court."
Fred gave a laugh, "Oh, my sweet Hermione, you haven't even seen a handful of the tricks I can really do," his hand came out to brush through the curls that lay around her face. His light touch made her stomach do flip-flops and she hoped he wouldn't stop.

The tapestry swung to the side, "Enter at your own risk," the jester called out. The couple laughed as they entered. Hermione's laughter ended abruptly though as she looked around.
"Oh, my…this is amazing!" She hurried from one corner of the room and then turned to scurry over to another corner. "How did you ever find this place and keep it a secret?"
Fred grabbed her hand and took her to the nearest corner, "This is the mini potions lab where we make and test out our concoctions. Our fellow classmates weren't completely happy with us setting up cauldrons in our dormitory and the smells garnered many complaints. Can you imagine? You'd think they'd all be thrilled to be part of something that is going to become huge some day."
"Really, what were they thinking?" Hermione grinned at Fred as she leaned over to look at the potions currently brewing in the three cauldrons.
Next, Fred took her hand to lead her over to a large bookshelf full of tomes of all sizes. Hermione's hand ran along the titles, her eyes wide with wonder. "Do these all belong to you?" She picked one off of the shelf and opened it up. "Fred Weasley, this belongs to Hogwarts?" Her eyes were wide as she read the inside cover of the book. "What if someone else needs this book?"
"Nah, no one needs it more than we do at the moment." Fred noticed the glare that Hermione was currently shooting his way. "You have that mean librarian look down quite well. You might want to think about taking over Madam Pince's position in a few years."
Hermione slammed the book closed and shoved it back on the shelf. Crossing her arms in front of her she looked a bit hostile to Fred, so he pulled her over to another section of the room that held an enormous, red sofa. "What do you think of this?" Fred asked with a huge grin on his face, his big brown eyes sparkled as he tugged Hermione even closer to him.
"So, do you and George snuggle up here on this comfy sofa when you get tired of your experiments and blowing each other up?" Hermione's hands wandered to Fred's waist as her head tilted up to meet his eyes.
"I haven't snuggled up to my twin in awhile, but I know someone else I'd rather do some cuddling with and it isn't Georgie." Fred couldn't stop looking at her. He bent down where his lips pressed onto hers, not too hard and not too soft, but he knew it was just right when he heard her give a tiny moan into his mouth.
"I think we need to try out the snuggle-worthiness of this sofa." Hermione pulled him down onto the large, poufy sofa, as he leaned over her to continue kissing her until she made all kinds of funny noises.
Fred rolled over to his side where he could fully look down on Hermione. He studied her face with her oval shaped amber eyes looking up at him with such tenderness. His finger reached out to trace down her noise and across her cheeks where tiny freckles could only be seen up this close. "So, you wanted to talk about today?" He knew he had been a right prat all day long when it came to how he'd treated her. Fred hoped that she'd forgive him because he wasn't even sure he'd forgive himself for how he'd acted today.
"Why Fred? One minute we're snogging in a compartment on the express, and the next we're in Hogsmeade and your ignoring me like you don't have a clue who I am."
Fred tensed up as he tried to think how he could explain himself. "I'll be honest…I panicked. I was stupid and I lost my mind." He looked across the room, as he wasn't sure if he could look into her eyes at the moment. The seconds ticked by in silence as he waited for her to say something. What if she stormed out of the room and never talked to him again? He knew that's what he actually deserved, but he hoped that she wanted to spend more time with him.
"I forgive you," she said softly.
"I mean, I feel a little scared because it's you…Hermione Granger."
"I said, I forgive you," she repeated herself a little louder this time.
"You mean more to me than any other girl I've liked before…" Hermione grabbed his chin and turned his head back to face her. "What?" Fred was shaken from his insistent self-abusing thoughts of how he wasn't good enough for her and didn't deserve her.
"Fred Gideon Weasley, I said, I forgive you…but don't do it again." Her fingers let go of the grip she had on his face and they smoothed down the side of his face.
"How did you know my full name?" Fred asked in surprise, his eyebrows scrunching up staring at her.
"Are you kidding me? After all the times I've heard your mum yell at you and George when you're in trouble, I've heard her say your full name many times." This caused her to full out belly laugh that only made Fred blush which he didn't do often.
"Well, don't make it a habit, because I don't want to associate you with my mum that way, ugh." He stuck out his tongue and scrunched his eyes like he'd just eaten something unpleasant.
Hermione reached out to slide her hands up his neck and whispered to him, "I'll have to remember that." Her lips explored his mouth as if savoring the taste of him. Fred felt like this was a moment that he had waited for forever. It was meant to be to have their lips pressed tightly together, to feel each other's hands discovering each other, and to truly feel complete.
"That was the best make-up kiss I've ever experienced," Fred said breathlessly as he realized this kiss was more than just a kiss. This kiss meant they meant more to each other than a snogging buddy like Angelina had been for a few years. This kiss signified a change in who he was to her, and who Hermione now was to him.
"So, does this mean we let others, like Ron, know now? I mean, only if you want to," she asked timidly. The uncertainty clearly showed on her face as she waited for a response from him. His head was spinning even though he wasn't standing up, but his blood pressure was rising now for sure.
"Yes, we need to let others know that we're dating. I don't want that idiot younger brother of mine to get any ideas of trying to win you over." The rushing feeling of jealousy rose up and made him want to go beat up Ron whether he deserved it or not. Now that he'd made up his mind, Hermione was his girl, not Ron's.
Hermione sat up, trying to flatten out her wild hair. "I'm kind of hungry since I didn't eat much dinner tonight." Her stomach just happened to growl at that moment, her hands clasping her stomach in embarrassment.
Fred jumped up off the sofa, "How could I forget? That's the last thing I wanted to show you." He helped Hermione up from the sofa and led her to the last corner of the room. He slid a partition aside and there was a wood burning stove, an icebox and a cabinet stocked with food. "We tend to spend a lot of time down here and forget about eating, so the house elves helped put this together for us. They supply us with food when we need it, so we can work longer and don't have to go up to the Great Hall."
"You two are really geniuses aren't you?" she stood on her tiptoes and twirled around with excitement. "Some day you are going to be rich and famous. I want in on the ground floor. Let me help you and I want to invest in your company." Fred wheeled back in shock. This was not something that he was expecting to hear from her. Miss Studious who should have been put into Ravenclaw and never broke the rules, now wanted to be part of Weasley Wizard Wheezes?
"Really? Are you sure? It would be amazing to have you help us because you really have a brain and could help us think through things in a different way and…" Now it was Fred that was jumping around with exhilaration. He wrapped his arms around Hermione and lifted her up in the air and hugged her close to him as their laughter filled the room. There were so many products they were working on where they were stuck and couldn't figure out what to do. With Hermione on their team now, she could try to see what they maybe had been missing. He knew George would be thrilled with this too; at least he hoped he'd be.

"What the hell?" Harry Potter cursed out loud as he looked at The Marauders Map. "Why are Hermione and Fred pushed up against each other? Why are they together at all?" He was already in a bad mood. It hadn't helped that Ron was always complaining about Hermione this, and Hermione did that. Now, it looked like Hermione was out doing "something" with Fred Weasley. None of them even knew they even talked to each other, let alone whatever the map was showing they were doing together. This would only piss off Ron more, and then Harry would have to deal with his bitter jealousy. Harry threw the map into his trunk and cursed again. There was no way he was saying anything to Ron until he talked to Hermione. He reached into his trunk and grabbed his invisibility cloak, the map, and his wand, and then he tiptoed out of the dorm and left the Gryffindor common room. Since he couldn't sleep, he was going to find out just what in the blazes was going on between Fred and Hermione and he was going to find out tonight.

So there you are! They've made up, made out and become business partners all within minutes of each other. I couldn't have them angry at each other longer than this. Please review and let me know what you think! I'm trying to decide how long this story should be and how much of what happened during Harry and Hermione's fifth year I want in this story. I'm not sure I want another 100,000 + words story, but I know
now days that's all I tend to write. I would love any input from my readers on the direction you want to see this story go.
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