Continued from here"I'm positive," Fred said, giving Hermione a grumpy look. She knew she hadn't said any of it out loud. "You did some sort of magic to know what I did, didn't you?" She crossed her arms over her chest and looked at her girlfriend, knowing it had to be a spell.Then Hermione started to talk to her, without moving her mouth. Fred finally got what was going on and blushed. She nodded and looked at her girlfriend again. "Sorry for getting snappy with you but yes, I heard that," she said. Furrowing her brow, Fred decided to try it herself.Hermione? What's going on? Is this because of the conduit? Fred felt a little silly and blushed again. "Did you hear that?"
"I swear, Fred, I didn't do a spell of any kind. I never even liked it when our divination teacher said she could read our futures from tea leaves or things like that, so I wouldn't dream of trying to do that, much less read someone's mind! Even you! Especially you!" Hermione told her, wanting to take her girlfriend's hands in hers but not able to since she had her arms crossed across her chest.But when she tried aiming her thoughts at her, she could see Fred's reaction and knew that she had heard her even before she said it. They could read each other's thoughts now? She had never even thought that could be possible."I heard it," she said softly, walking forward and placing her hands on Fred's arms, pressing her forehead to hers. I love you.
When Hermione said she could hear her, Fred uncrossed her arms. "Oh. So it's because I'm your conduit?" she asked as Hermione pressed her forehead against hers. "I love you too and I'm sorry I got snappy with you." She leaned forward a bit and softly kissed her girlfriend's lips.Pulling back, Fred furrowed her brow. "I guess we'll have to ask Rupert about it tonight," she commented as she glanced down at the list again. She knew they would have to leave soon if they wanted to cook the food for their dinner with Rupert and Wesley."We should go soon. There's a place close by that we can walk to and get the things," she said. She didn't want to leave the room but Fred knew they should. Stepping forward, she wrapped her arms about her girlfriend and tightly held her.
Hemione nodded at Fred's question. "I think so. I think there are aspects to this connection between us that we never could have imagined," she told her, reaching up to Fred's cheek. "Probably that aren't even anywhere in any scrolls or books or anything."Fred was definitely right that they should ask Rupert about it that evening while they were over at Wesley's. He might have seen something Hermione herself hadn't during the research or be able to help them figure out what else they might expect.When Fred said they should go, she nodded but instead found herself in a tight embrace. She held her girlfriend tightly for a few moments. It'll be all right, love, she found herself thinking to her without even thinking about it. It's a gift. You're my gift.Pulling back slightly, she kissed her gently. "Come on. We shouldn't keep the guys waiting too long."
I know. It's just really strange and new. I love you so much, Hermione. Fred pulled back and smiled into her girlfriend's kiss. "We should. I don't want to be late," she said, picking up the list and putting it in her pocket. She then took Hermione's hand and led her downstairs, happy to see things were finally quiet and peaceful."I think Connor must be napping," she commented as she walked out of the hotel. The day had turned out to be nice and she was glad to be spending it with Hermione. "How do you like California so far? I know Wesley complains some times about the lack of rain and gloom England has to offer. Or is it sunny a lot in Colorado?"Holding her hand tighter, Fred turned a corner. Toward the end of the street, there was a small market. "I'm thinking maybe we should just get the chicken from the deli. That'll give us time to make the salad and get cleaned up before we go over to Wesley's."
Hermione smiled when they stepped out into the late afternoon sunshine and took a deep breath. "It's beautiful. Besides the obvious reason - which is you - I quite like it here. It's sunny in Colorado, but not all the time. The weather there can be anywhere from snow to rain to sun to hot. It's not at like here, or England for that matter."She let Fred lead her to around the corner and down the street to a grocery store, nodding at Fred's suggestion that they get some chicken from the deli. "Sounds like a good idea. It'll also let us spend some more time with Wesley and Rupert instead of in the kitchen."They walked inside, Hermione looking around at everything that was available. She had spent two years in the US now but still wasn't used to some of the differences, including all the choice the Americans had. "I'm afraid you'll have to show me where we need to go, love. I'm not much up on stores like this, I'm afraid."
Fred gave Hermione a grin before taking her hand. "Of course," she said as she led her down one of the aisles. "This is the freezer aisle. And here we have some chocolate whipped cream." Do you know what I want to do with it? I want to spread it over your body and slowly lick it off until you're writhing below me.She gave Hermione a wink and pulled her toward the back of the store. There was a small deli back there, selling different kinds of luncheon meats and chicken. "I would like one of the chicken dinners with the salads," Fred said to the boy behind the counter. He nodded and started to fill the order.Fred looked over at Hermione and grinned. We should make out in front of him and see if he gives the food to us for free. She moved closer to Hermione and placed her hand on her girlfriend's hip and grinned.
"I know what a free--," Hermione started to say until Fred's thoughts cut her off, and despite the fact that they were standing in the freezer aisle, she suddenly found herself very, very warm at the idea of what Fred wanted to do to her.Oh Merlin, love... was her weak reply, the images in her mind enough to make her go weak in knees. We may have to come back later...She let Fred pull her toward the back of the store. She watched as the boy behind the counter threw glances at them while he put their order together and had to suppress a laugh at Fred's cheeky suggestion in her head. Seeing the grin on her face, she was suddenly possessed and turned her head, claiming her girlfriend's lips for a deep kiss.
When Hermione deeply kiss her, Fred found herself pressing against her body. Their tongues mingled with each other and for a blissful moment nothing else mattered. Soon Fred found her hands going underneath Hermione's shirt, her fingers running over warm skin."Oh dear lord! Fred? Hermione?"Fred broke the kiss and took a deep breath. Looking over Hermione's shoulder, she saw Wesley standing there, his mouth hanging open. "Hey, Wesley," she said, slipping out of Hermione's arms. "Doing some shopping?"A blush crept over Wesley's face and he glanced down at the tin of tea he had in his hands. "Erm, yes. Rupert wanted some tea and I was out. This is the closest place that sells it," he said. "What are two doing here besides…" He waved his hand around."Getting the food for our picnic. We decided not to cook so we could spend more time talking to Rupert and you. Plus, we have something we need to discuss with him," she said."Not…public snogging, right?" Wesley asked.Isn't he cute when he blushes? "No. Something else," Fred answered."Here's your chicken," the boy behind the counter said. Fred looked at the price and noticed it was cheaper than what they normally charge. She looked at Hermione and giggled a little.
Hermione became so involved in kissing Fred, moaning slightly when she felt her girlfriend's hand on her skin, that she forgot they were in the middle of a grocery store until she heard Wesley's voice. The kiss broke, and she looked over her shoulder, feeling her cheeks pinken a bit. Poor Wesley seemed even more embarrassed, though, especially when he tried not to mention what they had been doing.She found herself nodding to Fred's silent question. Yes, he is, she answered. She could definitely see why Rupert loved him so much - he had quite an endearing quality about him in addition to his obvious intelligence. They were a good match from what she could see."Fred and I discovered another aspect to the counterpart connection," she told him while Fred's attention was called to the deli counter by the boy. "We want to ask his thoughts about it. Yours too, actually, since I understand that all Watchers have training in supernatural connections and things of this nature.""I'll be glad to help you two and Rupert any way I can," he told her, the blush beginning to fade.Just then, she heard Fred giggling and looked over to see her holding up the chicken. Their little display had obviously worked. Giving Fred a grin, she took her hand. "Guess we should get the rest of what we need. We'll see you back at your flat in a while?" she asked Wesley.He nodded. "We're looking forward to it."
"See you later, Wesley," Fred said before she took Hermione's hand again and headed down the wine aisle. She had to admit she didn't know a lot about wine so she stood there with a confused look on her face. She about to ask Hermione what she thought when one of the store employees walked up."May I help you?" the woman asked."We're having a picnic and we wanted to bring some wine," Fred said, chewing on her bottom lip.The woman clicked her tongue and looked at the shelf. "A picnic then," she said, her hands running over the bottles of wine. Fred looked at Hermione and smirked before the woman held a bottle out. "Perfect for a picnic. It's light and has a light fruity taste. One of our best sellers."Fred took it from her hand and looked at Hermione. "What do you think?" she asked her girlfriend.
Hermione didn't know much about wine, considering that her main beverages of choice had long been pumpkin juice and butterbeer. Which reminded her that she'd have to find the closest magic grocer in the Los Angeles area and see if they carried any. Otherwise, she'd have to back to Moonstar Village to get some. So when the woman suggested the wine she did for the picnic, Hermione didn't really know."Maybe we should have asked Wesley for his opinion while he was here," she said before looking back down at the bottle. From what she could see, it seemed to be all right. Especially if it had a fruity taste to it. "I think this would be fine, though.""Excellent choice," the woman told them. "I think you'll be very pleased.""Thank you," Hermione told her before she wandered away to help someone else. With the wine and the chicken in hand, they went and found the rest of what was on Fred's list before taking it all up to the cashier to pay for. When they were done, they headed back out."You wanted to go back to the Hyperion to have a wash before we go to Wesley's?"
"I think we should go back to the hotel and get washed up first," Fred said. "I also want to change my clothes." Taking her girlfriend's hand, they walked back to the hotel. When they walked in, Connor was asleep on the couch with Angel nearby watching him. The vampire nodded at the two girls before they went upstairs.Once the door was closed behind them, Fred softly kissed Hermione's lips. "I'm glad I get to spend this time with you," she quietly said. "If it were up to me, we would never leave this room but I guess we might be missed by certain people." She heard a soft meowing sound and looked down at Crookshanks started to rub against their legs."Can we give him some of the chicken before we leave?" Fred asked before she went over to the closet and picked out a pair of blue jeans and shirt. "I could get a bowl and we could shred a piece up for him."
Hermione chuckled softly at Fred's statement that she wouldn't ever want to leave the bedroom except for the fact that they might be missed. "As wonderful as that sounds, I think you're right," she told her, reaching up to touch her girlfriend's temple briefly.Crookshanks decided to make his presence known at that point, so while Fred went over to the closet to get some clothes out, Hermione reached down and picked him up. At the word "chicken", his ears perked up and then he began rubbing his head against Hermione's shoulder."I think that's a yes from him," she said with a laugh as she set him down on the bed and scratched behind his ears. "I think he'd quite like that. Plus he deserves a bit of a treat for being so good about the move from Moonstar to here."She pointed to the bathroom on the side of the room where she had put all her stuff. "I'm going to go have a wash and get changed. I'd...I'd ask if you'd want to do that together, but we might never get out of here if we do."
Fred pouted at Hermione before she went into the bathroom to wash up. Turning, she looked at Crookshanks on the bed and went over to pet him. "Lets get you some chicken," she said, after scratching the cat's ears. She walked over to the box of chicken and pulled out one of the thighs.Going back to the bed, Fred sat down and started to pull pieces of chicken off the bone. She handed them to Crookshanks and smiled. "I love Hermione very much, you know," she said to the cat as he ate the chicken. "I hope that's okay with you." Crookshanks purred and Fred smiled. "I'll take that as a yes."Once all the chicken was off the bone, Fred stood and through the bones away before gathering her clothes. She went to the other bathroom and started to wash up as she hummed. You know, I think I'm going to skip wearing panties tonight. Just to punish you for not letting me wash up with you. With a grin, Fred finished changing and walked out and sat down beside Crookshanks and watched him finish his meal.
Stepping into the bathroom, Hermione set her clean clothes and wand on the edge of the bathtub and stripped off her shirt before running some water into the the sink. She had her wash and decided to charm her hair clean since there wasn't time for her to take a shower and wash it.Once she was done, she had just stripped off her jeans to change with she suddenly heard Fred's teasing voice in her head, telling her what she wasn't going to be wearing. Hermione suddenly found herself a bit weak in the knees at the thought. You are a terrible tease, love, she managed to think back.Grabbing her clean clothes, she changed into them and pulled her hair up off her neck since it was so warm outside. Once she was ready, she went back into the room to find Fred already out there and waiting with Crookshanks, who was happily devouring the chicken she had given him. She looked over Fred, thinking about the fact that she wasn't wearing any panties and grinned."Ready to go?" she asked after tucking her wand in her backpack and slinging it over her shoulder. She held her hand out to her.
Fred stood from the bed and took Hermione's hand. "I think I am," she said with a smile. She leaned forward and softly kissed her girlfriend's lips before pulling back. She reached over and picked up the bags from the grocery store and laughed when Crookshanks meowed while looking at the bag. "No more for you."She led Hermione down the stairs and out to the front of the hotel. Fred had called a cab while waiting for Hermione and was happy to see it was waiting for them. "I didn't think Wesley would like it if we just sorta popped into his apartment," she said as she opened the back door for Hermione.Once her girlfriend was inside, Fred slide in beside her and told the driver Wesley's address. While they drove through the side streets of Los Angeles, Fred held her girlfriends hand and looked over at her. The freckles on your nose are so adorable. Maybe later, after we're done at Wesley's, we can come back and I count them as we lie naked in bed.
Hermione laughed softly when Crookshanks appeared a bit pouty at the fact that he couldn't have any more chicken and shook her head. "Pippy's been sneaking you food behind my back, hasn't she?" she asked before giving him a scratch behind the ears. "You be good until we get back."When they went down to find their taxi waiting, Hermione nodded at Fred's thought that Wesley wouldn't appreciate them just appearing through apparation. Rupert wouldn't be surprised - he had actually travelled that way before himself, she knew - but Wesley didn't have the same experience. From what she understood, Wesley's father was rather like Harry's aunt and uncle had been, thinking that those in the wizarding world were somehow all dangerous and crazy or evil, which was quite ironic considering that he was a Watcher and dealt in the occult all the time.As they drove through Los Angeles, Hermione looked out the window, taking in the scenery until she heard Fred's thought in her mind. Turning to her, she raised her eyebrows and gave her a grin. That might take awhile, she told her, running her hand up Fred's thigh. I have freckles in some very interesting places. And when you're done, I can trying that kissing spell on you again.Just then, the driver pulled up in front of an apartment building, and after paying him, they climbed out of the car and headed inside and up to Wesley's flat. Rupert answered when they knocked on the door."You're looking much better," Hermione told him, giving him a hug before entering."I feel a lot better. Amazing what a little tender loving care from your fiance and a day away from hospital can do for you," he said, giving Wesley a smile.
The thought of Hermione using the kissing spell on her again made Fred throb and almost groan. She was thankful when they finally arrived at Wesley's apartment. When Rupert answered, Fred smiled at him and took the groceries to Wesley's kitchen. Wesley was in there and smiled as Fred put the wine in the fridge."I'm sorry about earlier, Wesley," Fred said as she placed the salad fixings in the fridge also. "I didn't know you were so sensitive to public displays of affection."Wesley cleared his throat and looked down at her. "My father always said--""No need to explain it," Fred said, leaning up to kiss his cheek. "Come on. Hermione and I want to speak to the two of you about something." She took his hand and walked him out to the living room. Fred sat down on the couch and looked over at Rupert. "Has Hermione told you about what we've discovered about each other?" she asked as she glanced over at her girlfriend.
While Fred disappeared into the kitchen with the groceries to put them away, Hermione stayed with Rupert, watching her until she disappeared. Then she looked over at him, seeing the smile on his face."What?" she asked."It's good to see you this happy," he told her. "I was starting to get worried that I'd never see that smile on your face again, not after everything."Her smile widened at that as she looked down, feeling her cheeks begin to warm. "It's been...amazing, to say the least. The connection is just..." She stopped for a moment, thinking about everything they were learning about their connection to each other. "Speaking of that...""Yes? Wesley said that you wanted to talk about something having to do with that."She nodded, just as Fred and Wesley came out of the kitchen, her girlfriend asking if she had had a chance to talk to Rupert yet. She shook her head. "I was just about to tell him," she said as she sat down next to her."So what is it?" Rupert asked as he and Wesley sat down together."Well, Fred and I discovered another aspect of our connection today," Hermione said, looking over at her and taking her hand in hers. "We can hear each other's thoughts. Clear as bell. Started when Fred was thinking about her grocery list, and I knew what she was writing down. Do you--was there anything about this in the scrolls you read?"
"Interesting," Rupert said, furrowing his brow. "One of the scrolls mentioned it but claimed it was a rare gift. Not to be vulgar, but I believe the two of you strengthen the connection by engaging in sexual relations," he said. He glanced over at Wesley and rolled his eyes. "Why must you blush every time I say the word sex?"Fred smiled over at Wesley, noticing the blush on his face. She then turned back to Rupert. "Will there be other things that we'll be able to do that might be rare?" she asked with curiosity."Not that I recall," said Rupert with a small shrug. "I should locate those scrolls again. They might be a bit helpful in helping the two of you understand your connection better.""Where are the scrolls located at?" Wesley asked as he took his fiancé's hand. "Not to far, I hope.""I do believe they're hidden away at Gringotts bank in one of the vaults if I'm not mistaken. We hid them away," he said, looking at Hermione. "Or did you lot move them?"
Hermione nodded at Rupert's thought that her sexual relationship with Fred might have strengthened the bond she had with Fred. It had said in the scrolls than most conduit counterparts were often inseperable and very powerful together, but now she wondered how many of that found each other actually did have intimate relationships with each other. The connection between them was very obvious every time they made love, so it would have seemed that if all counterparts did, the telepathic connection would have been more common.When Rupert told Wesley that the scrolls were stored in Gingotts and then asked if she had moved them, Hermione shook her head. "I left them in the vault we opened," she told him. "I--after everything, I didn't want to touch them. Ron and Harry never cared about what they said before that - thought the time for research was past."She looked over at Fred. "I opened a vault at the main wizarding bank in London in 1996 when Rupert was told by the Ministry for Magic and the Council not to have anything to do with us anymore. We figured that they might try to get their hands on what we had found in our research, so we hid everything in the vault.""Perhaps we should make a trip to get them sometime after Wesley and I return from our honeymoon," he suggested. "You can keep track of anything else that crops up in the meantime, and then we'll look more into it once we get back. We're not planning on being gone too long."Hermione nodded and smiled. "Honeymoon? Have you two decided where you're going?"
Fred was amazed to hear the wizarding world had banks. She figured they just used magic to make their own money. But knowing there was a bank, made her wonder if the wizarding world had poor and homeless people too. Fred guessed she would have to look it up in the book Hermione had given her. "I would like the see the scrolls too. They sound interesting," she said.When Hermione asked her question, Fred looked between the two men. "South France," Wesley said with a smile as he squeezed Rupert's hand. "We were going to go there on holiday in a few months but moved our plans up.""Are you going to the nude beaches?" Fred asked, grinning at Wesley."Nude beaches? I...I don't believe so," Wesley stammered out."And why not? You are a bit pale, love," Rupert said with a grin. Wesley's mouth dropped open and he looked at him."I should probably cut up the stuff for the salad," Fred said as she rose from the couch."I'll help you," Rupert said. He then looked over at Hermione. "And don't worry - I won't tell her any embarrassing stories about you. I just want to get to know her better."Fred gave Hermione a tentative smile and walked into the kitchen with Rupert following.
Hermione tried to suppress her laugh when Fred and Rupert teased Wesley a bit about the nude beaches in Southern France. Part of her felt a bit of sympathy for him, though - she didn't think she'd be able to get her kit off and go walking around like that in public. So she gave him a gentle smile when he glanced her way as Fred got up from the couch to go into the kitchen.She was about to offer to help when Rupert offered to go instead. A worried expression must have crossed her face, given his assurance that he just wanted to get to know her better. She returned Fred's smile instead and then turned to Wesley."Guess that leaves the two of us," she said. "I--I'm really glad that you and Rupert... After Jenny died, I was worried that...you've done him a world of good.""Having him in my life has been the best thing to happen to me," Wesley told her with a smile. "I understand that you're originally from Woking in Surrey?"She nodded. "My parents are dentists there. I think Rupert told me that you grew up in Oxfordshire?""Yes. Well, at least until I went away to the Watchers Academy in Hampshire." His eyes seemed to get a bit haunted at that, making Hermione why. "Then I moved to London when I became a full-fledged initiate before I came over here. How long have you been in the States?""Two years. I came over when Moonstar Academy offered me the librarian position. I...I didn't want to stay in England after...what happened.""I can understand that. I rather felt the same way about three years ago myself although for nowhere near the same reasons.""Turned out for the best, though, didn't it?" she said with a smile, pointing to the kitchen where their two loves were working on the salad.He gave her a big smile. "Yes. Yes, it did."
"What should I cut up?" Giles asked as Fred brought out the things for the salad."The tomatoes," she nervously said as she handed them to him. He gave her a soft smile."You don't have to be so nervous around me," Giles commented as he sat the tomatoes down on the counter. He started to slice them as Fred started on the lettuce."I...well, Wesley always talks about you and he makes you sound like you're larger than life and that's kinda scary. To me it is and I'm afraid I'm going to say something really, really stupid and then you'll think I'm stupid and won't let Hermione date me anymore or let Wesley be my friend," she said in one breath.Giles gave her a smile. "I think you're quite intelligent and Hermione and Wesley are quite lucky to have you," he said. "Why don't you tell me something about yourself, if that makes you feel better."Fred placed the lettuce in a bowl, and shrugged. "Grew up in Texas, came to Los Angeles for school, went to Pylea, came back and here I am. Really boring," she quickly said.Giles nodded and started to cut up some carrots. "Earlier we started talking about blood diseases and vampires. I'm quite interested in that. Do you still plan to do it?" he asked."Maybe. I need to find some vampires who would be willing tests subjects," Fred explained as she took the chopped up carrots from Giles. "It's kind of hard to find vampires who'll let you test them and ask them questions."Giles nodded. "Well, if you need any help, I volunteer. The subject is interesting and I wouldn't mind finding out about it myself," he said. "Looks like we're finished. But before we go back out, I want to thank you for being part of Hermione's life. She really needed someone like you."Fred blushed and took Giles' hand. "Thank you and you know, Wesley's pretty lucky to have you too," she said with a grin. She glanced toward the living room and looked at Giles again. "We better go check on those two. They're being really quiet." Giles nodded and they walked out.
Hermione looked up when Rupert and Fred walked back in, holding each other's hands. Her eyebrows arched, almost mirroring Wesley's own reaction."Is there something you want to tell us, love?" Wesley asked, his tone teasing. "That was rather fast work.""Oh, hush," Rupert responded, squeezing Fred's hand before letting it go. "We were just talking about how we were lucky to have you two.""Funny that. We were mentioning the same thing," Hermione said, reaching over to wrap her arm around Fred's waist from her sitting position and drawing her down on the arm of the couch. "We also decided that coming to live in the States turned out for the best."
Fred snorted at Wesley's question and shook her head. "I fell in love with him because of the way he cuts up carrots. It was bound to happen," she said, grinning at Wesley. He chuckled a little and took Rupert's hand.When Hermione pulled her down onto the arm of the couch, Fred bent over and softly kissed her girlfriend. "I'm glad you came to the States too. You've made my life a lot better, sweetie," she said with a smile. She then glanced over at Wesley. "Tell me more about your ceremony tomorrow.""Oh, well, a local coven is performing a binding ceremony for us. It'll just be a few people there. I believe Buffy and Dawn are coming from Sunnydale, and we invited Cordelia but she can't make it," he said with a shrug. "I'm quite looking forward to it.""As am I, love," Rupert said, giving Wesley a small kiss.
"I certainly can't compete with someone who can cut up vegetables so well," Hermione said with a laugh, enjoying the interaction the four of him were having. It was nice to be able to have friends like this again, to talk to other people and feel like she was part of something and not outside, trying to hide from everything and everyone because it seemed like they were staring at her, only seeing her as Hermione Granger - friend of the boy who defeated Voldemort.She smiled up at Fred when she mentioned that she was glad she had come to the States, then looked back to Rupert and Wesley while they talked about their binding ceremony."I'm sure it'll be lovely," Hermione said."It looks, though, that were not the only ones," Rupert said, motioning to the tattoos that now adorned both of their wrists. "I noticed them earlier when you first walked in. Mark of the Beloved?"She blushed and looked up at Fred. "Yes. It--we felt it right. It feels right.""Of course it does," he said with a smile. "It shows you're together.""Exactly."
Fred smiled and looked down at the tattoo on her wrist before looking down at Hermione. She was very lucky to have the woman sitting next to her. "I think they're beautiful," Fred said as she moved off the arm of the couch and sat on it next to Hermione. She slipped her arm around her shoulder and pulled her close. "The wine should be chilled soon.""We could play a game to pass the time," Wesley suggested."Anything but that blasted word game!" Giles said, crossing his arms."You'll just mad because I'm the champion!" Wesley protested.Fred cleared her throat. "No you aren't! I've beaten you several times!" she said, raising her eyebrows.Wesley scoffed a little and crossed his arms too. "Now, don't get that way, love," Rupert said before softly rubbing his thigh.Fred smile and snuggled closer to Hermione as she watched the two men in front of her kiss.
Hermione leaned against Fred, laughing softly as the others discussed playing a board game. The last game she had played had been Wizard's Chess, so she knew that whatever game they decided to play, she'd probably be the worst player, so Rupert would probably have nothing to worry about.The argument, however, seemed to be nipped in the bud when Rupert started rubbing Wesley's thigh and Wesley looked over at his fiance. Within moments, they were kissing, and it was easy to see the love the two men had for each other. Hermione knew that their binding ceremony tomorrow was going to be quite the celebration, even if was a very small gathering. That actually probably would make it even more special.When the boys finally came up for air, they smiled at each other then over at their audience, Wesley blushing slightly. Hermione laughed and shook her head."It's only fair, considering the number of times you've managed to catch us," she told him."True," he murmured, leaning his head against Rupert's."And besides, you'd all probably beat me no matter what game we decided to play, considering I don't think I've played an actual Muggle board game since 1991," she told them, squeezing her girlfriend's hand.
"I actually think Wesley's favorite game is strip poker," Fred said, winking at him.Rupert raised his eyebrows and looked between Fred and Wesley. "Is there something you want to tell me, love?" he asked with an amused look on his face.Wesley shot Fred a glare and then blushed. "You should you wasn't going to tell anyone about that!" he said, his hands fluttering a little.Fred looked between Hermione and Giles before smiling. "Long story short - when Wesley and I were working on the prophecy about Connor, we spent a lot of sleepless nights in Wesley's office. One night I walked in, not knowing he was changing," she said with a small giggle. "Lets just say I saw his naked behind.""Fred!" Wesley cried as his face turned red. "Don't...don't you have some wine to check on?"Fred laughed and nodded her head. "Come on, Hermione," she said, pulling her girlfriend up. "You can help me."
Hermione's eyes opened wide as Fred teased Wesley about strip poker and told her the story of walking in on him changing. She glanced over at him, seeing that he was extremely red while Rupert tried to suppress a laugh. When Fred suggested she go with her to help her with the wine, she let her girlfriend pull her up and propel her into the kitchen."You, love, can be very evil when you want to be," Hermione said with a laugh, giving Fred a deep kiss. "Poor Wesley. I'm sure Rupert will do his best to sooth him, though."She gave her a grin to tell her what she meant and then turned to open the refrigerator, pulling the wine out. It was still rather warm, so Hermione had an idea."I'll be right back," she said before hurrying out into the other room. Wesley and Rupert were in the middle of another snogging session - obviously Rupert had managed to sooth his embarassment. Part of her wanted to watch, but she instead silently got her wand out of her pack and hurried back into the kitchen."One chilled bottle of wine, coming up," she told her girlfriend and pointed her wand at it. "Algesco."
Fred didn't want Hermione to stop kissing her. In fact, when Hermione pulled away, Fred pouted a little, hoping Hermione would just kiss her again. Of course she didn't. Instead, she said how evil Fred was and all she could do was grin. "Wesley's fun to tease. He gets so flustered easy and he knows I'm only kidding around with him," she said.When they discovered the wine wasn't chilled yet, Fred watched as Hermione walked out of the kitchen. She peeked out the door and saw Rupert and Wesley were making out, she stood and watched. Fred was so engrossed by the show that she didn't see Hermione come back in, or do her magic spell. "Huh?" she asked, turning around. "Oh. Right."Since the boys seemed to be busy with each other, Fred advanced on Hermione. We should just let them be for the moment. She smiled and gently pressed Hermione against the fridge and started to deeply kiss her.
Hermione grinned at Fred's comment about Wesley. It was easy to see that Fred adored Wesley, and he her. It was like the friendship she had developed with Rupert - Ron and Harry teasing her had been a problem sometimes because they didn't seem to understand when it appropriate and when it was hurtful, Ron especially. Rupert, though - she had got along with from the beginning, and though he teased her, it was never hurtful, always full of humor and...love.She noticed that Fred was distracted again, watching Rupert and Wesley as they kissed. She had to admit that it was a bit hard not to look at them.But when Fred turned around and sent her thought to her, Hermione realized that her girlfriend now had something completely different on her mind. A moment later, she was up against the fridge, and Fred's lips were on hers. Smiling into the kiss, Hermione wrapped her arms around her, holding her tight."You feel so good," she murmured when they paused to breath. "You always feel so good."They kissed again for several minutes until Rupert's voice broke in."Now I know why you find watching us so enthralling. Beautiful, aren't they, Wesley?"
Fred wanted to take Hermione and pull her down to the floor, and taste her, but stopped herself since they were in Wesley's kitchen. Instead, she continued to kiss her girlfriend, her hands resting on her hips. But when Rupert's voice sounded through the room, she pulled back and turned around to see Wesley and him standing there."Quite beautiful," Wesley said, grinning. Fred brightly blushed and Wesley smirked. "And we finally made Fred blush!""How long have you two been standing there?" Fred asked as she reluctantly let go of Hermione."Long enough," Rupert said with a smile. "Is the wine chilled or did you two get distracted?" "It's chilled. Hermione did it," Fred answered as she handed the bottle over to Wesley. "If you show me where the plates are, then I'll set the table."Wesley handed the wine to Rupert and led Fred over to the plates.
Hermione glanced from Rupert and Wesley to her girlfriend, seeing the blush that had crept across her face. She had, of course, seen her flush that beautiful shade of pink before, but apparently, it wasn't something that happened often in front of the others. She shook her head with a soft laugh and gave Fred's arm a reassuring squeeze.I love you, she told her as Fred let go of her and walked over to pick up the wine bottle to give to Wesley. The wine then passed over to Rupert while Wesley showed her where the plates were."I plate up everything while you set the table," Hermione said, taking the serving dishes that Wesley handed her and getting the chicken out from the oven where it had been warming. As Rupert took that out to set on the table along with the salad and the wine, she spooned the pasta salad they got into a bowl and walked with it out to the table."Ready?" she asked.
With all the food on the table, everyone sat down and start to fill their plates. Fred couldn't remember the last time she had actually sat down at a real table, and ate. Of course she and Wesley went out for breakfast sometimes, but that wasn't the same. It made her miss home, and her mother's cooking."This is excellent wine," Rupert said as he took a sip. "Who picked it out?""Some over-bearing lady at the grocery store," Fred comment as she took a bite of the pasta. "Hermione and I just stood there and nodded our heads.""I like it too," Wesley said as he picked at his chicken."When you two get back from your honeymoon, all of us should do something together," Fred commented as she took a drink of the wine. The boys were right, it was good. She drank the rest down before pouring herself another one. "Maybe find something to do for the day?"