Pranksters In Love

Lady Lyn- Who said anything about Harry and Luna?? Some people are very smart you know…lol. This has also crossed my mind, but one other idea popped up as well that might shock the pants off of you!! I also plan to show what goes on in Draco’s marriage. It will be very entertaining as to what I have planned for that relationship.

SnapesSweetheart- Ron and Ginny are a good guess. That is where I was originally going to go with it, but someone’s review put another thought into my mind, and I am now thinking that I am going to go in an entirely different direction. Something very shocking! As for the death rule, the plot that I have just come up with might have issues with this, so I may have to tweak it a bit. Perhaps I will add a line saying that it has to be proven to be an accident death, or a death that is in no way linked to the spouse? What do you think?

Alabaster- I wrote a George/Hermione story because I love the twins. It drives me nuts that the majority of the ones on this site are about them having sex with each other. There is just something so wrong about that! I love their sense of humor and how devious they are! I have always thought that Hermione is to stuck in the mud and she needed either Fred or George to help her learn to live a bit. I picked George because that is my great-grandfathers name and he was my all time favorite person when I was growing up.

Avanell- Hermione will probably never find out, as twins do not rat each other out. If she does find out, it won’t be until the end of the story, and by then she will be so in love with her husband she will find it romantic…I don’t think that it will be brought up though…

Thank you all so much for all of the nice reviews. It is really exciting to get them. I have decided to pick up the pace a bit. I am starting to bore myself. I will be adding some lemon scenes and some fights and of course some hexes at both Pansy and Draco. Just wait until you see what I have in mind for Draco, Katie, and a certain other obnoxious Wizard!

“I think that it would be a good idea to get everyone together for a party. We can then figure out how we are going to arrange so many weddings in the next month. Perhaps, we can just have one large ceremony. I am sure that we can get Minerva to officiate them.” Molly said to the group at dinner the next night.

“I think that would be a great idea!” Hermione said. “It would be fun for all of us to have the same anniversary date.”

“Fred and I always thought that we would get married on the same day, so I am up for it also.” He said.

“I wonder what Pansy will say about that?” Fred wondered.

“I have a feeling it wouldn’t be anything good.” George said winking at his brother. Fred looked at him and a huge grin came across his face. He knew his brother well enough to know that he was up to something.

“I bet Luna won’t care, what do you think, Ron?” Hermione asked with an expectant smile on her face.

“I can’t believe I am marrying Loony Lovegood! Who cares what she thinks, in fact she doesn’t think anyway, just send an invitation to show up.” He said in disgust.

“Ronald Weasley! That is no way to talk about you future wife!” Molly screeched at him.

“How else would you talk about her then?”

“I have raised you better than that! You will show her some respect! She didn’t ask for this anymore than you did!”

“Ron, she’s really not that bad,” Harry said. “I actually like her. She’s a bit different, but she is a very brave and loyal friend. Not to mention, she had a bit of a rough childhood also. Her mother died when she was quite young.” Harry remembered fifth year when they road in the carriage together and she and he talked about seeing death. He also remembered how bravely she fought beside him in the Ministry of Magic the same year.

“I like her also,” Ginny said. “she’s actually quite bright. She comes up with some strange things, but she is very sweet.”

“Like it or not Ron, she will be your wife by this time next month. You can make the most of it and have a peaceful life, or you can go on as you are and the two of you will be miserable together. Its your decision,” his father said to him.

Ron grumbled under his breath and folded his arms across his chest. He didn’t want to discus Loony anymore.

“Fred, maybe you can floo Pansy, and Ron you floo Luna, and find out what date would be good for you. Fred, don’t take no for an answer from Pansy. She will be difficult, but make her understand that we have to get things going.” His mother said.

“I’ll go do it right now,” Fred said jumping up and heading to the living room. “Come with me George, we might need to convince her together.” He said with a wicked smile on his face.

Hermione knew the look that passed between the two brothers. She figured she had better go follow them because she knew that they were up to no good. When she walked into the living room, she could hear the two young men whispering together, but she couldn’t make out what they were saying. “What are you two plotting?” she demanded.

The two quickly jumped apart. “Mione, my future wife, what are you accusing us of?” George asked in mock horror.

Hermione rolled her eyes at him. He had taken to calling her “my future wife”, whenever he had the chance. She hadn’t decided yet if he said it to be funny because the whole idea of them marrying was quite strange, or if he said it because he really was happy that the two of them were going to marry. He gave out mixed signals and she wasn’t quite sure if she was reading them right.

The night before when he grabbed her and drug her up in the air on his broom had been shocking. He had kissed her senseless as he flew her to the pond on the other side of the Weasley’s field. They sat on the ground in front of the pond watching the flies across the pond. He sat there next to her with his arm wrapped around her shoulder not saying a single word. It had been very strange. Finally she had asked him if he was ready to go back to the house and he grabbed her again and started kissing her. She loved the feeling of his lips pressed tightly against hers, and when he opened his mouth and deepen the kiss, she loved the way he tasted. He kissed her until she was seeing stars and then gently laid her back on her back on the ground. He looked into her startled eyes and lightly traced the side of her face with his fingers. “You are so beautiful,” he told her before his lips captured hers again.

His hand slowly rubbed up and down her side until it came to lightly rest under her breast. Hermione felt desire shoot through her and hoped he would touch her there. As if reading her mind he gently traced the swell of her full breast. They both groaned in delight and anticipation. He released her lips and trailed kisses down the side of her neck as he continued to stoke her breast.

“Hermione,” he softly whispered.

“Please don’t stop,” she said.

“Oh god, you don’t even know what you do to me,” he said as he slowly raised her shirt up to bare her waist and then her chest. He gently licked down her stomach and across her navel and then back up to her breast. With his hand he rubbed the harden nipple and rolled it between his fingers.

“George,” Hermione whispered to him.

“Mione, you are driving me nuts.” He said as he took her erect nipple into his mouth. She was wearing a lacey very low cut bra that left very little skin covered.

Hermione groaned again enjoying the feeling of his touch. She was dizzy with desire for him and it surprised her. For never having thought of George as that way, he sure had a way of sending her blood boiling.

Abruptly he stopped. “I can’t do this,” he whispered to her.

“What?” Hermione asked in shock. “She had been very much enjoying this.

Pulling her shirt down he stoop up. Reaching down to her he held out his hand, “Come on, we need to go.”

Hermione was still shocked. That had been yesterday, and he hadn’t said more than the usual pleasantries to her since. Men were very strange.

“I know both of you well enough to know that you are plotting something, and my guess it has to do with Pansy.”

They both looked at her with wide innocent eyes. They had mastered the art of playing dumb quite well.

“Whatever, just don’t get caught by your mum,” she said rolling her eyes as she sat down on the couch.

“How come your in here,” Fred asked. He knew that Hermione wouldn’t let them get away with much.

“I came to watch the show. There’s no love lost between Pansy and I, have at it!” she said with a grin. Some people deserved what they got. “

Smiling at her and then each other the men walked to the fireplace. Throwing in some powder Fred called “Parkinson Residence”. Soon a face came through the fire.

“Yes?” an old house elf asked.

“I need to talk with Pansy, tell her its Fred,” he said.

“Mistress said to tell you she is not home to you,” the elf said with a snide smirk.

“Excuse me?” he asked incredulously.

“Mistress said that you can stick your wand where the sun don’t shine because she won’t be marrying you and to not call again.” The elf said as he backed out of the fireplace.

Fred stood a second staring into the fireplace. He couldn’t believe that witch! “Bloody Hell!” he yelled. “She won’t get away with this!” he said as he apparated out of the room with a pop.

Hermione and George looked at each other. “Will he be ok?” she asked him.

George was still in shock himself. Guilt swept through him as he thought about the reason his brother was in this situation now. “I should probably go after him,”

Hermione nodded. “Just watch yourself. The Parkinson are former deatheaters, they know a lot of dark magic.”

“Don’t worry, I will make sure I am back for our wedding night, I have looked forward to it for the past three years,” he said apparating with a pop.

Hermione stared at the stop he had disappeared from with a stunned look on her face. Did he just say three years? They had only been engaged a day, how could he have been waiting for a wedding night for three years? What did that mean?