Continued from here.Hermione looked around the table and smile, thinking how nice it was to be able to sit down with a few people and just have dinner together. During the school year, she normally ate in the main hall with the others, helping to keep an eye on the students. That of course meant that most meals were never finished without interruptions and were also quite loud.Then, during the summer, she always tended to eat by herself in her rooms after spending the day in the library. When she remembered to eat. On those days, Pippi usually brought something to her.The wine was very good, she had to agree, even though it wasn't something she normally ever drank. She sipped at her glass, smiling when Fred suggested that they go somewhere with Wesley and Rupert once they got back from their honeymoon."I'd like that - I haven't seen anything really in Los Angeles," she said."We can figure out something when we get back," Rupert replied, pouring himself and Wesley another glass of wine. Hermione was still working on her first."Sounds wonderful. Any ideas about where to go?" She looked over at her girlfriend. "Anything in mind?"
Fred thought about Hermione's question. "We could do the waterfront carnival. As long as it isn't at night, mind you. A lot of vampires hang around there then," she said before taking a bite of salad. She thought for a moment. "We could go up to Anaheim and visit Disneyland!""I don't know Fred," Wesley said as he pull a piece of meat off his piece of chicken. "Disney employs a lot of different demons. No human would want to be in one of those blasted costumes all day."Fred's eyes went wide and her mouth dropped open. "Are you serious?" she asked. Wesley slowly nodded her head. "Do all amusement parks use demons?" Once again Wesley nodded. "So when I went to Six Flags I had my picture taken with a demon?" Wesley sighed and nodded. "Thanks for ruining my childhood, Wesley."Looking up from his plate, Wesley grinned and started to laugh. "I was just kidding with you, Fred. I'm quite sure it's humans in the suits," he said as he continued to laugh.Fred scowled at him and kicked him under the table. "Mean," she muttered. Wesley yelped and looked over at Rupert."Don't look at me. I wouldn't mess with her, Wesley. She could send you through that wall just by hold Hermione's hand," he commented with a shake of the head."I kinda like that idea," Fred said, looking at Hermione. "Got your wand on you?"
Hermione was about to mention that she had never been to Disneyland and was actually kind of interested in going when Wesley started telling Fred that Disney hired demons. She looked back and forth from her girlfriend to Rupert's fiance, trying to figure out if he was messing with them or not. She knew places often hired demons and other creatures to do the work that humans never wanted to do - even the Ministry of Magic. In the wizarding world, house elves were the favorites, but they did use others.Then Wesley admitted that he was messing with Fred, and when Rupert told him not to mess with her, given what Hermione and she were able to do together, she grinned broadly."I left my wand in my kitchen, but I'd be glad to get it," she told Fred, acting like she was about to get up from her chair to go find it."I was just teasing!" Wesley repeated.Hermione laughed and sat back down. "Well, since you and Rupert are getting married tomorrow...""Thank you," Rupert said dryly. "I do appreciate the fact that my fiance is going to show up to our wedding in one piece."
Fred laughed, happy to see Hermione was getting along with Wesley. She would've hated it if the two didn't hit it off. Hermione was the love her life, and Wesley was her best friend. And knowing they liked each other, made her grin. "Just remember who has the magic, and who doesn't," Fred said, winking."That's not fair!" Wesley said before he laughed. He turned to Hermione and smiled. "And thank you for not turning me into a toad."The rest of the meal was spent chatting about the wedding, and other things. When everyone was finished with the main course, Fred helped Rupert clear the table, taking the plates back to the kitchen. Once everything was cleaned out, Fred took out the chocolate pie they'd gotten at the store."Oh, I don't think I can eat another bite," Wesley said when he saw the pie."Come on, love, you need something more than bones and skin for me to hold on to," Rupert said, with a wink. Wesley shook his head, and once again started to blush.
"Anytime," Hermione told Wesley with a grin. "You're too cute to turn into a toad, and I don't think Rupert would ever speak to me again if I did anyway.""Perhaps. Depends on how cute a toad," Rupert said with a wink.After dinner, while Fred and Rupert cleared the table, Hermione looked over at Wesley. "I'm glad they've hit it off. Rupert's the closest friend I've had since the battle with Voldemort.""Fred's easy to like, and Rupert's not anywhere near as fearsome as people seem to think," he said. "And we love both of them, so of course they're going to get along."Hermione nodded in agreement to that. It was quite true - they loved both of them. Looking up when Fred brought the pie in, followed by Rupert carrying the dessert plates, she smiled and reached out to squeeze Fred's arm gently while Wesley blushed over Rupert's comment."I think the pie looks really good," Hermione told Fred. "It's been a long time since I've had chocolate pie."They all ended up having a piece each, Wesley finishing his first despite his insistance that he couldn't possibly eat anymore. Once they had finished and cleaned up the table and the kitchen, they noticed that it was very late, so Hermione and Fred said their goodbyes, hugging the boys and telling them they'd see the next day.Once they were outside in the hall, Hermione wrapped her arms around Fred and gave her a kiss. "Think we should apparate back to the hotel instead of messing around with trying to find a taxi?"
Even though Fred adored Wesley to pieces, she was glad when it was finally time to go. She wanted to spend some time with Hermione, in their room, at the hotel. After hugging Wesley, she stepped into the hallway and grinned into Hermione's kiss. "Apparation sounds good," she said. She took Hermione's hand, and with a pop, they were back in their own room.Crookshanks jumped off one of the beds and came over to them. "No more chicken, sweetie," Fred told the cat. "Wesley is a little pig and ate all of it." The cat sniffed and crawled under the bed on the other side of the room. Fred shrugged and looked at her girlfriend."Come here," she said, pulling Hermione toward her. She deeply kissed her, her hands running over her back. "I missed doing this to you tonight." She smiled a little and started to softly kiss Hermione's neck as her hands traveled under her shirt and to her breasts.
With her arms around her girlfriend, Hermione apparated them back to the hotel, smiling when they appeared back in their room. It still seemed amazing that she could apparate so far and so easily now when she was with Fred.When Crookshanks started to pout because they hadn't brought any chicken back with them, Hermione laughed and shook her head. He'd get over it, she knew. He was just playing up to the new person, hoping to get a lot of attention.Instead, she was focusing her attention on Hermione herself, tugging her to her and capturing her lips with hers. Hermione closed her eyes, wrapping her arms around her in an embrace, smiling softly when Fred mentioned that she missed doing this to her. It was hard to keep their hands off each other, this was all so new and wonderful to both of them. Moaning softly, she tilted her head as Fred's hand moved under her shirt. She was making her want her so badly, want to do everything with her.Backing up to the bed, she fell back, pulling Fred with her. With a grin, she pulled Fred's shirt off, running her hand over her skin. "You're so beautiful," she whispered to her.
Fred giggled when Hermione pulled her down into bed with her. "You're beautiful, Hermione," she whispered before deeply kissing her. She tugged her girlfriend's shirt off and attacked her neck. "Feels like I haven't touched you in years." She sucked and nibbled on Hermione's neck as one of her hands moved up and cupped Hermione's breast.She didn't know what was going on with her, but she suddenly needed to be with Hermione. "Need you," she murmured against her lover's skin. She reached around and tugged on the back of Hermione's bra. She suddenly felt a surge of energy go through her and the glass sitting on the bedside table exploded into several pieces.Fred quickly say up and looked at Hermione with wide eyes. "Uh, did I do that?" she asked as she gave Hermione a frightened look. "I didn't hurt you did I?"
Hermione raised her arms to let Fred get her pullover off from over her head, then giggled when she started nuzzling and kissing her neck with vigor. It made her squirm a little bit, the way her lips tickled, but the giggles quickly turned to moans when Fred's hand moved over her nipples.Something strange was going on. She could feel it in the way Fred was touching her and kissing her, almost as though they might never be able to do so again. She was about to ask her if she was all right, when suddenly, she felt a bolt of energy run through her, causing her to gasp in surprise as the glass on the table and pleasure rolled through her like a wave.Her eyes opened as wide as Fred's as they stopped and looked at each other in amazement. "I think you did," she told her softly while shaking her head, "but no, you didn't hurt me. In fact, that was rather...it felt like when you've come before, only...I was definitely feeling it, and it was much, much stronger."She took Fred's hand. "I think your power is growing again. I think Rupert's right - we're causing it to become stronger the longer we're together."
Fred gave Hermione a worried look. If her powers were growing again, and she could break glasses just by touching her girlfriend, she was afraid she might hurt someone. Removing her hand from Hermione's, she sat back on the bed. "I don't know if I like this very much," she quietly admitted. At first it was fine but now it seemed like it was getting out of control."I'm afraid I won't be able to control it and I'll hurt someone," Fred said, looking at the other woman. Folding her hands on her lap, Fred took a deep breath. She didn't know what to do now. Was there even a way to control this? Of course all the information had to be stuck in some bank in England. Sinking down in the bed, Fred started to nervously chew on her bottom lip."How do I control this, Hermione?" she whispered. "Is there even a way to do it?"
Hermione felt her throat tighten when Fred pulled back from her, suddenly worried that all of this was starting to become too much for her girlfriend. She didn't want to lose Fred now that she had found her. She couldn't let her think that she was a danger to anyone, especially her."Fred, it's all right," she told her softly. "We just let outselves get carried away. We can control this together - I know we can."Pausing for a moment, she thought back to how she had figured out how to control her own magic when she was younger and wondered if it would help Fred."Sweetie, I want you to look at me," she told her. "We're going to take this one step at a time, okay? Try what I did when I was learning to control my magic. I want you to take a deep breath and concentrate on your power. When you feel it, try to direct it toward something. I would direct it through my wand, but since you don't have that, try..."She reached back and picked up the pillow and laid it on the bed in front of them. "Try directing it into that." She gave her an encouraging smile. "I know you can do it, love."
Fred stared at Hermione for a moment, and took the pillow from her. She had to focus her energy, which continued to pop inside of her, into the pillow. It sounded a lot easier than Fred suspected it would actually be. And the more her power grew, the more emotional she became, and that seemed to make it grow even more."Just focus, right," she muttered. Fred looked down at the pillow and tried to power her energy into. The table beside them shook a little and Fred stopped. It was too much for her to do. Looking up at Hermione, she saw her girlfriend looking at her, and Fred knew she had to try for her.Closing her eyes, she pushed her thoughts to the pillow. She focused again and felt the pillow start to heat up. She looked down at it and saw a glow around it. "I did it," she said as tears came to her eyes. Fred was still a little scared to touch Hermione though, thinking if she couldn't control it, she might hurt her girlfriend.
Hermione watched as Fred concentrated, muttering to herself. For a moment, it looked like she was going to give up, but then she closed her eyes and tried again. The pillow in her hands started to glow, as though it were being light from within by a light. She could also feel heat radiating from it."I know you could do it," Hermione told her, her heart aching at the tears in the eyes of the woman she loved. She could still see that Fred was afraid to touch her, though, so she decided to try another step, sure she could do this too. "I want you to try the opposite now. Concentrate on the power you're feeling and push it down, like you're putting it in a box. Push it down, and tell it to stay. If you aren't afraid of it, you can control it."As Fred did as she asked, she then reached over to take to her hand.
Fred just shrugged as she looked down at the pillow, and listened to Hermione's praise. She then listened to her instructions of pushing the power down, as if she were putting it in a box. Chewing on her bottom lip, Fred almost said no but she knew she had to do this for Hermione, or she didn't think she would be able to touch her again. "Okay," she quietly said.With her eyes closed, she started to push the power down. She felt Hermione's hand on hers, and Fred almost pulled it away. But when she felt herself get control over her power, she smiled a little and started to push it down. It took a lot of concentration, but it seemed to work.Opening her eyes, she looked at Hermione for a moment. "It worked but it made me tired. Maybe I should try mediation or something?" she suggested as she leaned forward and softly kissed her girlfriend, glad no more glasses were breaking.
Hermione watched the changes in Fred's face, the smile that turned up her lips when she concentrated on her words, doing as she instructed. They held hands, no energy passing between the two of them."You're doing great," she said softly.When Fred opened her eyes, she could see that she was feeling better about things, especially when she kissed her, the energy passing between them that time the type they made themselves. "Meditation might help, actually," she responded with a nod. "It'll help you center yourself and make control easier."Reaching up, she brushed Fred's hair back from her face and gave her a loving smile. "I love you so much." She was so lucky to have this wonderful woman in her life."Do you want to rest now?" she asked, not wanting to push her into anything she might not want to do after the stress of what had just happened.
Fred blushed at Hermione's words. "I love you too," she said, leaning forward to softly kiss her girlfriend. "Thank you for helping me. That was a little scary." She eyed the broken glass and looked at Hermione again. "I think I want to rest, while I hold you." Standing from the bed, she stripped off her clothes and climbed back into the bed.She snuggled under the blankets and waited for Hermione to join her. "If you were to go back to England to get those scrolls, how long would you be gone?" she asked, not wanting to be away from her girlfriend for too long. The thought of them being separated for more than a few days, made Fred's chest tighten."How would you get back there? Apparate? Ride a broom? Do the floo networks go that far? Or do you fly on planes?" she quickly asked. Fred then blushed and ducked her head a little. "Sorry. I'm just curious is all, and I know you gave me a book, but it's way over there, and I'm too comfortable to get up."
Hermione nodded at Fred's decision to just be held for the rest of the night, completely understanding. "You never have to thank me for helping you, love," she told her as she got up to take off her own clothes. "You mean more to me than anything else in the world, and I'll do whatever I can for you, no matter what."Looking over at Fred, she stopped for a moment before climbing into bed with her, taking a moment to absorb all the questions that she had just shot at her rapid-fire. "It's all right." Pulling back the covers, she got into bed and cuddled up to her, wrapping her arms around her to hold her."It wouldn't take me long at all to go and get the scrolls, actually," she commented. "Since I have the fireplace over there hooked up to the floo network, I could use it to go to the Leaky Cauldron. Diagon Alley and Gringotts are right there. No need for planes - the floo network goes all over the world. And it would be a little far to ride a broom."Turning on her side, she grinned and ran her hand through Fred's hair and gave her a smile. "So depending on how busy the bank is...probably a couple of hours, tops? I know Rupert mentioned waiting until he and Wesley got back from their honeymoon, but would you feel better if I retrieved the scrolls as soon as possible so we can start going through them?"
A couple of hours seemed like an awfully long time to Fred. A lot of things could happen in a couple of hours, and part of her didn't want Hermione to go at all. Even though she knew Hermione loved her, Fred was still feeling some guilt over breaking the glass. What if Hermione was scared of her now, and didn't come back? "I-I can wait. Rupert and you should go together," Fred told her. Her eyes fluttered shut as Hermione combed her fingers through her hair. "Have I ever told you how much I love it when you do this?" She snuggled closer, and softly moaned each time her lover's fingers moved through her locks.Even though Fred said she wanted to rest, she couldn't stop her hands from sliding over Hermione's softly skin. Fred nuzzled her girlfriend's neck, loving the way she smelled before softly kissing it. She then moved her mouth up to Hermione's ear. "Can I keep you forever?" she whispered.
When Fred said that she should wait until Rupert could go with her, Hermione nodded in agreement. They would be all right until then, she was sure. It would just take a bit of concentration on their parts and both of them helping each other. But that was what being in a relationship together meant.She smiled when Fred told her that she liked it when she ran her hands through her hair. "I like to do it," she told her softly. "It just--it feels nice. Your hair's so soft, not course like mine."A slight shudder ran through her as Fred's gentle fingers began to glide over her bare skin, causing her to close her eyes. She knew they had to be careful, or they'd continue what they had started earlier, but she enjoyed the feel of her, the way she kissed her."Forever sounds good me," she responded in answer to Fred's question, using her nose to nudge Fred's face up so she could kiss her. "I plan for us to be with each other always."
A grin spread over Fred's face when Hermione said she wanted to be with her for always. She couldn't believe they'd only been together for a few days now, but it felt like an eternity, and that made Fred happy. Leaning into the kiss, she slowly deepened it, and held it until she needed to pull back for air."I'm so happy you're in my life," she whispered as she pushed a strand of hair off Hermione's cheek. "So very glad." Fred could feel the energy inside of her start to boiling up again. She closed her eyes, and pushed it down like Hermione had taught her. When she opened her eyes again, she gave her girlfriend a grin as her continued to lazily stroke her skin. Fred then rolled onto her side and ran her hand down Hermione's stomach.Nudging her legs apart, Fred ran a finger through Hermione's wet folds because grabbing her girlfriend's free hand and placing it on her stomach. "We can do it together," she murmured before kissing her.
Smiling, Hermione looked up into Fred's eyes when their kiss broke, thinking how beautiful she was. "I'm glad you're in mine too. I never thought that I'd ever meet someone like you," she told her.When Fred's eyes fell closed, she wondered if she was starting to feel the energy building again and was about to ask when she suddenly looked down at her again. She could see the answer in her eyes and knew that she had managed to push it down. Then Fred rolled onto her side and began touching her, making Hermione groan when she felt her hand between her legs."Are you sure?" she asked into the kiss, not wanting Fred to feel she had to push herself just for her. But then the kiss deepened and her fingers delved deeper, and Hermione knew that she was sure.Running her hand down Fred's flat stomach, she gently slid it between her girlfriend's legs, feeling her open them to give her access. She smiled against her lips as her fingers found Fred's clit and began to rub it, gently at first, letting the rhythm build between them."Oh, Fred," she murmured, pressed against her.
Fred loudly groaned when she felt Hermione's fingers on her clit. She began to wonder if it was possible for them to have sex without their connection growing strong. Fred decided to try and push it down so Hermione wouldn't feel it like she normally did. If she could do it, then she knew she would be able to control it in other situations."I love you," she said as she pressed against Hermione's hand. Her own hand started to rub against Hermione even faster, and she could feel the familiar tingling in her body. With her eyes closed, she concentrated on what she was doing, while pushing the power down into her body.Soon she felt herself start to tighten up and the energy started rise up again, and she pushed it down again. With a groan, she tightly closed her eyes as her orgasm started through her body, and to her amazement, she was able to hold the energy down.
As Fred's fingers played with her, rubbing and pressing, Hermione moaned, her eyes closing as her breathing became shallow. She could feel what felt like a slight rise and fall in the energy that was normally there between her, much less than normal. Fred was trying to control it, she knew."I love you too," she told her, her voice strained from the sensations that were running through her even without Fred's power and energy.Fred's legs started to tremble around her, and she could tell that her girlfriend was getting close, she rubbed a bit harder. There was only a bit of a rise in what she could feel from Fred, and when she orgasmed, pressing against her hand, she could see the blissful look of happiness on her love's face.Then Fred's hand pressed against her just right, and Hermione came herself with a soft scream. Her head rolled back as she spasmed, panting heavily for several moments. When she finally settled down, she opened her eyes and looked at Fred with a smile."You...you were brilliant, love," she told her.
As Hermione came, Fred pressed her fingers against her clit, wanting the experience to last for her girlfriend. When the spasms died down, Fred lift her hand and slowly licked her fingers off and gave Hermione a cheeky smile. "As are you," she softly said before kissing Hermione's lips.She pulled back and snuggled down on the pillow, and just looked at the other woman. Her face was flushed, which made her even more beautiful in Fred's eyes. "I love you so much, and I liked what we did. It was nice to have it 'natural' for once without the power," she said, running her fingers over Hermione's face.Fred then stifled a yawn. "It's getting late and we have a wedding to attend tomorrow. We should probably get some sleep," she said, snuggling closer to her girlfriend.
Fred was right - it was nice to have moment of sexual release with the woman she loved without "help" from anything other than their own bodies. Just knowing it was Fred made her happy beyond reason. "What we did was wonderful," she told her softly before smiling when Fred yawned.Wrapping her arms around her, she cuddled with her as her eyes became heavier. "I love you," she murmured before falling asleep.After a night of peaceful dreams, she was woken up when Crookshanks jumped on the bed, walking on her chest up to nuzzle her face and meow. Opening her eyes to look into the big eyes of her cat, she groaned and found herself with a moutful of fluffy cat hair, which caused her to cough."All right, Crookshanks," she muttered when she managed to spit the hair out, knowing what he wanted. "Just a minute."As he jumped off the bed, she turned over to look at Fred, smiling as she reached over to touch her face. "Good morning."
Fred had been awake when Crookshanks had jumped on the bed, and meowed. When she opened her mouth, she started to giggle at the sight of a few strands of cat hair on her girlfriend's mouth. "Morning, sweetie," she said, reaching over to wipe the hair off Hermione's lips. "No offense, but no kissing until you brush your teeth."Crookshanks let out another meow and Fred moved over to allow Hermione to get out of the bed. Fred then sat up on the bed and stretched her arms out. "I could use a big cup of coffee, and a donut right about now," she commented before standing up.She went to the window and noticed it was raining. She shook her head and looked over at Hermione. "This kind of weather makes me want to stay in bed all day," she said. Shrugging, she went back to the bed and cuddled under the blankets.
"Believe me, love - even I don't want to kiss myself," Hermione told her as she slid out of bed and went over to her bag to pull a few things out. "I'd love some pumpkin juice and warm bread with honey butter myself. I should probably check with Magic Castle and see if they know where the closest wizarding food shop is. Otherwise, I may have to make a quick stop with Rupert when we go to Diagon Alley."Pulling out one of Crookshanks favorite tins of food, she opened it and emptied it into the bowl she had also brought, setting it down on the floor next to the water they had already set out for him to have at. She looked over at Fred when she mentioned staying in bed because of the weather and looked over at the window."Oh, it would rain today," she said with a sigh. Going over to the bed, she reached out and touched Fred's face. "Hopefully, it'll stop soon. I'll be right back, though."Heading into the bathroom, she rinsed out her mouth and brushed her teeth. Once her mouth felt normal again, she went back into the bedroom and crawled back into the bed with Fred."No more cat hair," she said with a grin before giving her a long, deep snog.
Fred returned Hermione's deep kisses, wishing they could stay in bed all day. Crookshanks, however, reminded them they had over things to do by jumping on the bed. Pulling away from her girlfriend, Fred looked down at the cat, and shook her head. "Yeah, I know, we have to get ready for the wedding," she said, scratching the cat behind the ears.Crookshanks seemed satisfied with the answer and jumped off to find a sunspot to clean himself in. Fred turned toward Hermione and grinned. "In order to save on time, we should probably shower together. We wouldn't want to be late for the wedding," she said with a grin.She slid off the bed and picked up her bathroom before peeking out the window. "The rain stopped," she said, smiling at Hermione. She then picked up a towel and went to the bathroom, wondering if her girlfriend was going to follow.
Rolling her eyes, Hermione propped herself up on the bed as Fred scratched Crookshanks behind the ears. "I don't think he cares about the wedding - he's just jealous," she said with a smirk. She watched him as hurried off across the room then turned her attention to her girlfriend, her eyebrows arching when she mentioned them showering together."Yes, good idea that," she said, slipping out of bed again, wondering if they could actually behave themselves around each other long enough. She knew she was as bad as Fred when it came to needing to touch her. She didn't think she'd ever be able to get enough of her.As she sat up, Fred told her that it had stopped raining, which made her smile. Someone was looking down on Rupert and Wesley that day, it seemed. She then watched as she headed into the bathroom, the water turning on a moment later. "Crookshanks, stay out of trouble," she told the cat before grabbing her own towel and following her.Inside the bathroom, she put the towel down and then stepped into the shower behind Fred. Reaching over, she picked up the shampoo. "I can wash your hair if you'd like."
Fred turned her head and smiled back at Hermione. "I would love it if you washed my hair," she said with a soft smile. Turning back around, Fred moaned when Hermione's fingers started to massage her scalp. It was sending waves of pleasure down her smile and she could feel herself start to throb a little. They really needed to behave though, especially since they needed to be to the wedding on time."You're really good at this, sweetie," she whispered before a soft moan left her mouth. She wanted to turn around and touch Hermione but made herself stay where she was. They could be together later, after the wedding. Getting Rupert and Wesley was most important at the moment."Maybe...maybe you should rinse it out now?" Fred suggested as she felt herself become warm. "I'm afraid we'll miss the wedding if you continue what you're doing."
Hermione truly had an addiction to her girlfriend's hair, she realized as she rubbed her fingers over her head, working the shampoo in. Running her fingers through her hair, washing her hair - it all was wonderful and soothing.And rather a turnon, especially with the way Fred was reacting, the small nosies she was making that told her how much she was enjoying what she was doing. Hermione almost wanted to turn her around and snog and shag her sensless there in the shower, but she knew that they didn't have time. They couldn't be late for the wedding. It wasn't fair to Rupert and Wesley to make them wait, today of all days.So when Fred suggested that she rinse her hair, she nodded, pulling down the shower head and having her tilt her head back as she rinsed all the shampoo out. When she finished, she wet down her own hair before putting the head back up in its holder."I'd like to stay here all day, but we should probably hurry up," she noted, reaching for the shampoo so she could wash her hair. "You're right - we might end up missing the wedding otherwise."
If Fred had her way, she would stay in the shower all day, but Rupert and Wesley wanted them at the wedding, and she didn't want to disappoint either of them. So, she allowed Hermione to rinse her hair out and nodded. "We'll have plenty of time after the ceremony," she said, grabbing the shampoo bottle before Hermione could.She turned her girlfriend around and lathered her curly hair with the shampoo. Her fingers massaged her scalp and moved through the curls. "Your curls feel nice," she murmured. Fred wanted to do more. She wanted to touch every spot on Hermione's body and hear her moan her name, but not now. They could later.Turning Hermione around, she rinsed the other woman's hair out. With a small smile, she picked up to separate wash cloths and handed one to Hermione. "We should probably wash our own bodies," she said with a smirk. "We don't want to tempt fate."
When Fred told her that her curls felt nice while washing her hair, Hermione shook her head slightly, thinking if she only knew. Her curls had always been so difficult to manage, causing her no end to problems while she had been at Hogwarts. She had heard the Bushhead comments from some of the Slytherins.Finally, she had found a potion in one of Jefferson's books in the library at Moonstar that helped tame her hair and made it more manageable. Growing her hair out long helped as well. She couldn't say how many times before then, she had hated her hair with a passion.But knowing Fred liked it. That made her feel wonderful.Once Fred had rinsed her hair, she smiled, taking the flannel from her, nodding when she mentioned not tempting fate. "That's probably a very good idea."They quickly finished washing, and while Fred shut the shower off, Hermione grabbed the towels, handing one to her girlfriend before squeezing the water out of her hair and then wrapping her own towel around her. With Fred right behind her, she headed out into the bedroom and began rooting around in her bag to find her hair potion and the dress she wanted to where to the wedding. In the wizarding world, she'd be wearing dress robes to something like this, but of course, this was different."What do you think of this?" she asked, holding up a maroon-colored dress.
Fred stepped out of the shower and dried herself off as she watched her girlfriend look through her bag. "You should unpack one of these days, unless you're planning on leaving," she said with a small wink. She watched as Hermione pulled out a maroon dress. "I like that. You should wear it." She then dropped her towel and went over to the closet to find something for herself.She didn't have much to wear since most of her clothes were bought by Cordy at a thrift store. The only dress she really had was the one she'd worn to the ballet and that was much too formal for a wedding. Looking back at Hermione, she softly sighed. Fred didn't want to admit she didn't have anything to wear."I...seems I don't have anything to wear," she said. Fred didn't know why that embarrassed her or why she felt like crying about. Maybe it was because she always felt below other people, especially girls who had better things to wear. "I-I haven't really been shopping since Pylea."She crossed her arms over her stomach and looked down at the floor. "I don't know what to do," she said with a small shrug.
Laughing, Hermione looked down at her bags and shook her head. "Definitely not planning on leaving any time soon. It's just that we've...well, with everything that's been happening between us, I've sort of...forgot. I will unpack later, though."When Fred said she should wear the maroon dress, Hermione smiled and slipped it on over her head, pulling it down and smoothing it out. She then looked over at her girlfriend, frowning when she saw her expression as she looked at the clothes in her closet. She hated seeing that look on her face.Reaching down into her bag, she rooted around for a few moments before pulling out a blue dress, which she took over to Fred along with her wand. "Here, love, hold this up to yourself," she said before stepping back. She then held up her wand and touched it to the dress. "Abeo amplitudo."The dress suddenly changed a bit, shimmering as it did, until it was a bit slimmer in the bodice and slightly longer in the skirt. Hermione smiled when it was done."Try that."
Fred didn't want Hermione to feel sorry for her and almost told her she could find something to wear when she saw Hermione take a dress out of her bag. She watched as her girlfriend brought the dress over to him and had her hold it against her body. Watching with interested, she watched as the dress changed sizes. And when it was finished, all she could do was nod."Okay," she said. She slipped the dress over her head, and it fit perfectly. Turning around, she gave Hermione a watery grin. "Thank you." Fred didn't want to cry but she could feel the tears stinging her eyes. "I-I've never really had any girls who were friends so I'm a little new to all this girly stuff - like sharing clothes."She shrugged a little and pulled her girlfriend against her and held her tighter. "Thank you," she said again. When she pulled back, Fred gave her a small smile. "I should probably allow you to get dressed, huh?"
Hermione smiled as Fred pulled her into her arms, wrapping her arms around her and resting her head against her. "I've never really had a girl as a friend either. At least not like this," she told her. "I mean, I was friends with Ginny, but my best friends were Harry and Ron, and I spent most of my time with them. This is a lot different. And really nice."It was true because not only was Fred her lover, but she also felt that she was her friend. It was a great feeling to have.When Fred said thank you for the dress, she gave her a kiss. "You're welcome," she told her before reaching up to touch her face then went back over to her stuff and finished getting ready, making sure her own dress was on right and then slipping on her shoes. After she pulled her hair up off her neck, she tucked her wand up her sleeve, then turned back to Fred with a smile."I'm ready," she told her, walking over and taking her hand. Suddenly, a thought crossed her mind, and her eyes opened wide. "Were we supposed to bring a gift for them? Do we need to stop somewhere on the way?"