I Told You So...

As Fred, George and Lee ran down the staircase all looking rather excited, she put a suspicious frown on, nothing good could come from them all acting as giddy as children on Christmas.  “Done it!” Fred exclaimed in a triumphant whisper to Harry, Ron and Hermione. “We’ve just taken it.” He was now grinning wider than before if it was possible. Hermione thought he looked rather cute when he was this excited, but shook the thought from her head and remembered nothing good can come from that look.

“What?” Said Ron

“The Aging Potion, dung brains,” said Fred.

“One drop each,” carried on George whilst rubbing his hands together in obvious glee. “We only need to be a few months older”

“We’re going to split the thousand Galleons between the three of us if one of us wins,” said Lee, grinning just as broadly as the rest.

Hermione’s frown deepened as she thought, ‘an aging potion? Something so simple couldn’t possibly work. Dumbledore and the other headmasters must of thought someone would try this surely, especially with some of the people who attend Hogwarts. “I’m not sure this is going to work, you know,” she said warningly and voiced her opinions on the headmasters and headmistress. However Fred, George and Lee ignored her warning. Hermione just sat there waiting for their plan to backfire.

“Ready?” Fred said to the other two, quivering with excitement. She must admit he was tremendously adorable when like this. How his eyes lit up with excitement and danced with mischief and how sometimes he’d get a small shiver down his spine in anticipation and exhilaration. “C’mon then, I’ll go first” Fred walked up to the line whilst pulling out a small piece of parchment bearing his name and rocked on his toes, preparing himself. He finally took a deep breath and stepped over the line.

Hermione for a split second thought it had worked. Whereas George certainly did so and let out a yell of triumph and leapt after Fred copying his movements. However, the boys were suddenly thrown out of the circle, landing rather painfully and now sporting rather long and identical white beards.

Everyone chortled with laughter; Hermione herself rolled her eyes, but did let out a soft chuckle. Fred, catching this smiled warmly toward the girl as he stood with his brother. Dumbledore sent them one there way to the hospital wing, Hermione joining them after catching Fred’s eye and started giving them a string of I told you so’s.

She was sat next to Fred fiddling with his beard, chuckling to herself as George was being attended to. “You like my beard then?” Fred said, eyes twinkling at the girl.

“Oh yes, very much so. I must say it’s quite an improvement.” She replied, smiling at him.

“Really?” He leant towards her so their faces were but an inch apart. “You like the older men then.”

“Yes, infact I do.” Her voice now was a gentle hum, as she gazed into his eyes entranced by them, running her fingers through his beard. All Fred did was smile, seeing what he needed to in her eyes. Threading his hand into her bushy locks, he closed the gap between them, locking them in a tender kiss.

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This is my first ever Fremione one-shot. I struggled a bit with it, but I wanted to have a go. Some creative criticism would be great. Hope you enjoy.

DISCLAIMER: I own nothing other than the small change in the plot.

~SereneDisaster <3