Stuck Like Glue

(A/N) Hey guys! Back again! It seemed that my break from our couple went well; I was curious see how that would go over! Please Read/Review and check out my page for a poll! ONWARD!

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"You know I hate it when you do that Mione."

"What, you mean this?"

Silence.

"Yes."

"But I thought you loved it?"

"I do! Bu-"

Harry's response was cut short when he simply couldn't take it anymore. Hermione Granger, no Hermione Potter had been teasing him all morning and this was finally too much. No, now it was Harry's turn. The kiss that Harry was giving Hermione would have made three first-years faint and possibly earned him a detention were it to happen in the right company.

When they finally broke apart, it was a breathless Hermione who sighed happily.

"Ah, so you enjoyed it then?"

"Of course not Mr. Potter. But we can't hurt your feelings now can we?" she replied, wiggling an eyebrow at him suggestively.

Harry faked a deep pain to his heart "Oh Hermione that was low."

"Serves you right, prat."

She snuggled into him and they resumed gazing out over the lake. It was a fine fall day; the trees were amber with a cool breeze blowing through the Forbidden Forrest.

Harry glanced down at Hermione and saw her looking up at him, her bottom lip slightly puckered.

Bugger.

Just as Harry was about to pounce, he heard approaching footsteps. Rapidly approaching footsteps.

"HARRY! HERMIONE!"

It was the twins.

The two collapsed to their knees upon finally reaching the couple. Both looked completely out of breath and were panting heavily. Harry looked at Hermione with a slightly amused smile. She had a glint in her eye that made Harry want to snog her senseless again.

"-So glad we found you two-"George managed to pant out, holding his sides.

"Just wanted to say…..so….sorry" wheezed out Fred, looking at the two fearfully.

"What?" asked Harry and Hermione in unison. In all four years of knowing the twins, Harry had never known of them ever being this sincere in their apology.

The twins glanced down at the rings adorning the couple's hands.

"We only wanted to prank you-"

"We didn't think that it would go this far-"

"….so sorry" finished George.

"What is going on" Hermione asked, starting to look a little worried.

Harry immediately thought back to their 'modification'. What had they done?

"Look, if you did something to the bracelet-" Harry started, a little bit of anger entering his voice. If those twins had gone off and done something dangerous….

Fred and George exchanged a look. Clearly this wasn't going how they planned.

"Well, aren't you…" said Fred gesturing in the direction of Hermione's midsection.

It took all of two seconds for Hermione's eyes to narrow to the point that Harry was sure she couldn't even see the twins.

She stood up so fast that the twins fell over backwards in their haste to get away from the suddenly terrifying witch.

"YOU THINK I'M PREGNANT?!"

The twins were scooting themselves backwards looking as if they had just made the biggest mistake of their short lives.

"PETRIFICUS TOTALUS" she roared. The twins froze instantly, but their eyes were looking at the young witch in pure terror.

Hermione leaned in towards the twins, her wand pointed in the direction of Fred's naughty bits.

"I. Am. Not. Pregnant" she said menacingly. Each word was seemingly punctuated with a low tone of magic.

By now Harry had risen and put his hand on Hermione's back. He knew that he had to do something before his wife hexed off some anatomy that he was sure the twins would miss.

At Harry's touch, her eyes softened slightly and she stepped back from the twins. She unbound the twins but kept her wand leveled directly at them.

"Nnnn….not pregnant?" George managed to stammer out.

"NO!"

"But…..but why…." Fred asked, his eyes darting between Hermione's wand pointed at his trousers and the ring on her finger.

"THAT'S NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS."

Harry now understood why the twins were so desperate to find them. Before Harry could speak, Hermione crouched down and gave both twins a loud SMACK.

"Oi-!"

"BLOODY HELL HERMIONE!"

"How dare you think that I…..that we….ugh!" Hermione managed to get out. She seemed dangerously close to blasting the twins right then and there.

"Look, we're sorry!" began Fred hotly, now nursing his surely bruised cheek.

"SORRY?!"

"We thought that….oh merlin…." George said, glancing over to his brother. They seemed to silently agree that they were going to make a run for it.

"Evanesco Vestis!" said Hermione. Harry recognized that spell from their first night in the married quarters…..

A suddenly nude Fred and George Weasley were doing all they could to cover up their southern regions.

"Let this serve as a warning" began Hermione, glaring directly at the twins.

She then immediately turned her nose and started marching towards the castle. Before the twins could react, Harry deftly swooped down and snatched their wands with seeker speed.

"I wouldn't come near Hermione for a little while" he said with mirth in his eyes.

"Oi…"

"HARRY"

"OUR WANDS?!"

Harry took off after Hermione. When he reached her he saw that her eyes were dancing with laughter. They both began laughing heartily, so much so that they soon had to stop for lack of breath. Harry kissed Hermione again, this time a little more chastely.

"You're amazing, you know that right?"

"Oh, trying to butter me up Harry?"

"….no."

She reached up and kissed Harry's nose quickly, stepped back and gave him another example of just how adorable she could look when sucking on her bottom lip. Harry definitely liked this side of his Hermione.

The twins watched as a laughing Hermione took off across the grounds with a hotly pursuing Harry.

"Well, I guess we deserved this Gred."

"I'm just glad we are alone out here Forge."

Oh, if only the twins knew how wrong they were.

The sound of chatter alerted the two mischief makers and had them turn towards the noise.

Alicia, Angelina and Katie were turning around the path the followed the lake.

The two tried hastily to scramble away before the group of girls were too close to recognize them, but it was too late.

"Fred, George is that you?" Alicia asked, obviously trying to stifle a giggle. The other two girls had their heads buried in the hands, their bodies shaking with laughter.

"BUGGER!"

(Later that night)

Harry couldn't help but laugh when he thought back to today's events. Seeing Hermione smack the twins was almost has good as her punching ferret boy. He glanced over at his wife. She was reading again, this time a book about bonds. Oh how he loved her.

Hermione did not look up from her book when Harry had stealthily slipped up next to her. 'Perfect' Harry thought to himself. He glanced down at the page she was on. Marriage bonds.

He slowly lowered his head, doing his best to barely breath. When he was as close as he dared, he took his chance.

He blew softly into her ear.

Hermione jumped as though she had been hit with a bolt of lightning.

"HARRY POTTER!"

Harry couldn't help himself. He fell to the ground laughing, not noticing a very unamused Hermione looking at him with the same glint she had before cursing the twins.

When he finally calmed down enough to wipe the tears from his eyes, he glanced up to see Hermione looking at him. Oh no, he didn't like that look.

"Her-"

She cast a tickling charm at his feet before pouncing him. Harry didn't know how long they were on the ground, alternating between tickling, kissing and cuddling. When they finally had quieted down, Harry gazed into the fire, stroking Hermione's mane.

"Harry, I'm going to take a shower, alright?"

"Alright love" Harry replied, getting to his feet and pulling Hermione up. He sat back down on their couch and grabbed the Golden Egg. He waited until he heard the water turn on upstairs before he opened the egg again.

More screeching. Harry quickly closed the egg again and studied his curved reflection. What on earth kind of clue was this?

"Harry" he heard Hermione call.

"Yes?"

"Come here please."

Harry trudged upstairs, bringing the egg with him. He thought that she probably heard the wailing and she might have had an idea.

"Yes love" he called from the bathroom doorway. He was doing his best to not notice Hermione's clothing scattered about the floor, nor her distinctly female figure he could see through the stained glass.

"Harry…" this time her voice was nervous.

"Yes" he said as he approached the glass.

"I love you."

"I love you too Mione" Harry replied, wondering what had gotten in to her.

"I've been giving this a lot of thought" she began slowly, as though trying to convince herself of what she was saying. "I…..I want to try something."

"Oh?" was all Harry could muster. Today had his hormones flustered beyond anything he could remember.

"I….."

"What is it Hermione?"

"I want you….. to join me" she finished, her voice full of nerves.

The egg hit the floor.

(Somewhere else, Hogwarts)

"We have new developments to discuss" began Dumbledore, addressing his once again overcrowded office.

"What could it possibly be this time Dumbledore" asked Karkaroff with a sneer. "It had better not concern that team of yours-"

"Actually, it does Igor" replied Dumbledore, casting a cool look at the headmaster.

"What is it now" asked a decidedly bored sound Crouch from the fireplace.

"They have progressed their bond-" began Dumbledore, but an excited yelp drowned on his next words.

"Ooohhhh!" squealed Madame Maxime. "So soon?"

"Yes" replied Dumbledore heavily.

"I assume that means…" Bagman started, looking a little downcast.

"Yes, Mr. Potter is no longer physically attached to Mrs. Potter" answered Dumbledore.

"Finally, some justice around he-" Karkaroff spat before Madame Maxime once again interjected herself.

"Madame Potter?"

"Yes my dear Maxime."

She squealed again and said something rapidly in French.

"Ahem." Dumbledore waited for the room to quiet.

"Mr. Potter will now return to being the sole fourth champion" he said, looking everyone present in the face.

"Agreed" the room rang out.

"Now, onto the matter concerning the Second Task…."

Dumbledore held up a hand to stop Ludo. "We have an issue when it comes to obtaining Mr. Potter's hostage."

"Does this boy always cause this much trouble?" Karkaroff asked of the room.

Dumbledore chuckled. "If you only knew Igor."

"Mrs. Potter will obviously be what he misses most. However, I am not sure that we can acquire her so easily for the task" said Dumbledore. "While no longer physically bonded, the two are…..you have all heard of soul bonds, correct?"

The room when quiet except for Madame Maxime's sharp gasp.

"Zey are soul bonded" she asked, looking shocked that no one else in the room had shared her reaction.

"Are you sure Dumbledore" asked Crouch from the fireplace tiredly.

"It would appear so Barty. This is why it may be difficult to get Mrs. Potter away from Mr. Potter long enough to place her in the task."

"Bollocks."

"Igor-"Dumbledore began, raising a hand to stop him.

"Damn it Dumbledore! I told you no more hiccups!"

"We simply need to think of a different hostage for Mr. Potter."

Silence settled over the room.

"Let me think on this" Dumbledore finally said. "I will have my answer in a few days."

"It had best be serviceable, Dumbledore. I mean it!" said Karkaroff as he stalked out of the room.

Once everyone had filed out of his office, Dumbledore sat down heavily and looked over to his fiery familiar. "Do you think it could be done?"

Fawkes trilled softly at the headmaster.

Sighing, Dumbledore picked up a very large quill and began his letter.

Dear Snuffles.

(A/N) Hey guys! My muse is working overdrive right now and I am going to try to get all that I can written down before it dies again. Please Read/Review and go to my page to cast a vote on what will happen to dear Ronnikens! Till next time!

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