Love, Marriage, and Pranks

Love, Marriage, and Pranks



Harry and George separated from their kiss when they heard someone nearby clear their throat. They turned to see a grinning Ginny and a blushing Neville. Ginny beamed and said, “Great, you two have worked it out finally.”

Harry cleared his throat, blushing as he did. He asked, “Why are you two here, why are you not off somewhere together?” Harry honestly expected Ginny and Neville to be off somewhere else talking about what they were going to do.

Ginny sighed and ran a hand through her hair as she replied in a weary tone, “We need George’s help to calm our Fred down. Hermione is in tears near the black lake, whilst trying to apologise to a seriously pissed off Fred.”

Neville added, “Me and Ginny were there discussing what we were going to do once we were married and after we graduated from Hogwarts. But just as we were about to leave to go back up to the castle, we saw Fred walking at a fast pace and Hermione running behind him to try and catch up.”

George raised an eyebrow and smirked deviously. He drawled in delight, “Really, you’re our Gin’s chosen? Hmm, fancy that, Harry love. We really need to extend a warm Weasley welcome after I finally get my twin to cool off his bloody heels.”

Harry shook his head and rolled his eyes in exasperated affection, as he said, “Now, now, do play nice George, no need to scare the crap out of poor Nev. He’s not used to being on the receiving end of yours and Fred’s brand of welcome.”

Ginny said, “Honestly leave Neville alone George, we got more important things that need taking care of. You two need to get to the black lake before Fred or Hermione hex each other. Neville and I will go and find Ron and Luna.”

Harry moaned and said, “What the hell did he say and do to her?” Trust Fred to piss off Hermione whilst discussing the fact they were going to have to marry each other whether they liked it or not.

Ginny shook her head and replied, “No, you don’t understand Harry. Fred was seething I could tell. It was Hermione who was apologising and not Fred. Obviously it is her that pissed him off and not the other way around.”

Harry and George frowned and exchanged a confused glance. Wondering why Hermione would be crying and chasing after a pissed off Fred, as she tried to apologise to him. What could she have said and done to piss off the usually calm and easygoing prankster.

Neville nodded and added, “He was seething. I have never seen him like that before. Usually he’s joking around, but back at the lake he reminded me frighteningly of Ron when he and Hermione are arguing.”

Ginny concluded worriedly, “Only usually Hermione is not in tears and trying to apologise. Whatever she said really rubbed Fred the wrong way. I mean I’ve not seen him this pissed since Percy made mum cry and cut ties with the family that one time during the war.”

Harry and George exchanged an confused but also worried glance, before they both took off in a run towards the direction of the black lake. They hoped they made it before either hexed the other.

Meanwhile Hermione cried and said, “I am sorry Fred. I should not have said that. I should not have made you think that I was better then you, I am not. You and George are amazing, you truly are.”

She added, “I just never realised exactly how smart you two are during your time at Hogwarts. I just saw you two as pranksters, who had a lack of respect and disregard for the rules, your grades, and your future career plans.”

She went on, hopping to soften Fred slightly. The dark scowl on his face did not suit him in her opinion. He looked better when he was smiling and laughing. She hoped he accepted her apology. He had to; just had to or else being married to him would be such a misery.

“You and George are barely twenty and already you have a successful business that is incredible. I just never thought your pranks would be such a success. I am more practical and have more of a academically driven approach to my life.”

She sighed as she told him, looking him in the eyes not once breaking eye contact. So that he would know how truly sincere she was being “Yes, I do realise you and George know what you are doing, or else you could have seriously harmed someone by now and the ministry would have shut you down. That takes intelligence and amazing imagination,”

She continued after a brief pause, “It just used to seriously piss me off when you tested your sweets on the first years. They knew no better and accepted sweets unwittingly. Why did it have to be the nosebleed nougat? Do you have any idea what it was like for me, having to watch one of those little first years bleed like that?”

She added, “You really made being a prefect around the two of you such a bloody chore. Why could you not have tested your products on the sixth or seventh years? It would have been far less horrifying to watch someone of my own age bleed then compared to some little boy or girl.”

She concluded, “At least they knew of yours and Georges reputations and what to expect when accepting food or drink from either one of you. Finally, why blood? I would have taken vomit over blood.”

Hermione was too busy ranting to notice Fred’s features had completely softened after she had mentioned how impressed she was that he and George had managed to set up such a successful business at their age.

His expression was now of exasperated patients and knowing amusement. He had heard her complain about the nosebleed nougats tested on first years more than once. He blanked her out and decided to study her features instead.

He noted how beautiful she truly was. He never looked at her in this kind of light before. He never saw any reason to. However, now considering she was going to be his wife he figured he might as well take in what he was going to be spending the rest of his life seeing.

He eyed her five foot six inch status. He appreciatively eyed her hourglass figure and medium sized perfectly rounded and supple breasts. He also noted as she started to pace, that she had a seriously delectable and rounded backside. With slender, long, long luxurious legs that were never ending.

He took note of the fact her shoulder length hair that was a light brown with natural golden blonde highlights, was no longer bushy but had settled into gorgeous looking soft curls.

As she turned around to face him once more, he took in her dark brown eyes, which had a ring of golden cinnamon around the iris, framed by long feather like dark eyelashes. Those incredibly wide eyes sparkled with a knowledge and wisdom beyond her short eighteen years of life.

Next was her creamy white and unblemished skin. Her skin seemed to glow with a slight blush, complimenting her high cheekbones and beautiful heart shaped face, and her long and straight perfect nose. Lastly, he noted her perfect and full looking lips. Her upper lip was sporting a cute little cupid’s bow.

Fred was stunned stupid at his sudden and overwhelming revelation. Sweet Merlin, why had he not seen this until now? She was beyond stunning, and her beauty was enough to leave him breathless with awe.

Fred was about to open his mouth to interrupt her ranting, when Harry and George arrived on the scene. George ran to his brother, whilst Harry ran to Hermione.

George placed his hand on his twins shoulder and asked, “What the hell is going on between you and Hermione. Why was she in tears and supposedly apologising to you?”

Fred let out a sigh and replied, rolling his eyes, “Just Hermione being Hermione, and underestimating mine and your intelligence. That was before she apologised. Apology accepted.”

He added turning to face Hermione, “Sorry about the know it all bookworm comment. But it just goes to show how you don’t like having your intelligence made fun of, anymore so then I enjoy having mine and George’s own intelligence questioned.”

Harry sighed and commented, “Mione, you need to get used to the fact that Fred is not Ron. Fred is going to be able to challenge you in ways that Ron has never been able. He is also not going to tolerate you telling him how to do or not to do something like Ron reluctantly did.”

George added, “I’d like to think both I and Fred are more mature and intelligent then our Ron. Because of this, we are not going to react to certain quirks of yours that Ron is used to.”

Fred added, “Half of the time Ron would just fight back or mock you. I on the other hand give back what I receive in spades. I won’t childishly argue with you Hermione, I don’t need to, as I have proven to you today.”

He concluded, “Also, I won’t apologise to you, not in less I feel it necessary. Nor will I apologise for being myself. I am what I am, and will not change for no one. I would not do it for my own mother, meaning I sure as hell won’t do for you either.”

Hermione was stunned into silence. She had clearly underestimated her soon to be husband. She was not used to someone challenging her like this or butting heads like this either. She knew this was going to take some getting used to.

They all turned when they noticed Ginny and Ron coming towards them, along with Neville and Luna. Harry quickly noticed the evil little twinkle that had suddenly just entered his lover’s eyes at the sight of Neville.

Harry grimaced and inwardly moaned as George said to his twin, “Hey, Gred, I have discovered the most delightful news. That being, dear ole Nev, he is going to marry our Gin.”

Hermione visibly blanched, along with Harry as she saw an identical twinkle enter Fred’s eyes. Fred smirked deviously and commented, “Hmm, interesting. I think we should give him the grand Weasley welcome. What do you think Forge?”

Ron suddenly smirked and added, “You know what. I think we should get, Charlie and Bill together, along with our Percy. Even dad should join us and give Neville here the best Weasley welcome. He after all is going to be family.”

Neville looked like he was going to be sick, and could feel his palms starting to sweat. This was not good. He had visions of all six brothers eating him alive. He could not see himself coming out of the whole welcome or ordeal in one piece or relatively unscathed.

Ginny growled and said in a menacing tone, “Lay the hell of him. You will not scare the shit out of him. Mum will not let you. I will tell her exactly what you are planning.”

Hermione cleared her throat and said, “Ginny, I don’t honestly see how your mum or you can stop them. If your mother interferes, or you try to hex them then it is going to make them want to corner Neville even more so.”

Harry added, “Plus she is going to want to help plan all of our weddings immediately, that is five weddings. Think about it, you and Neville, me and George, Fred and Hermione, Ron and Luna, and whoever Charlie ends up with.”

Hermione included, “Where is she going to find the time to stop them. You know how your mother gets when it comes to planning weddings and parties. She will be completely distracted.”

Fred continued, “Besides, it is tradition” George added, “Dad, said mum’s brothers got him and did the same.” Fred added, “Because mum was the only girl in the family of brother’s,” George concluded, “Just like you, Gin-Gin.”

Ginny was furious. She had to resist the urge to stamp her foot, as she watched Neville look sicker and sicker by the second. She just hoped they did not permanently scar him for life, knowing neither she nor her mother could keep constant tabs on her dad and brothers.