A completely ordinary day changes everything.
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Author's Note: It's my first fic so please R&R!
IT'S ALL IN THE STARS
Chapter 1
Hermione stumbled on the brick walkway of the overhang whilst trying to find her Transfiguration essay which was due right after Potions. It was a rainy day and the wind's a bit heavy so she struggled to keep in balance as another strong breeze swept her unruly hair in front of her face.
"In the name of--!" Her words drowned out by the starting shriek of the wind. A couple of second-years hurriedly ran past her towards the shelter of the East Tower and in the process knocked her bulging bag onto the floor. Numerous quills, parchment and books flew in every direction and Hermione, seeing, this, shouted in frustration, "AAAARRRGHHH!!" and looked at all her scattered things in desperation.
She went down and knelt on all fours to gather her stuff when she was spotted by a tall, lean and green-eyed redhead. He was on his way to the common room to get catalogues for his and his twin's rapidly-expanding wizard joke shop.
He broke into a run and was at her side in a moment, brandished his wand and muttered a few spells to retrieve the fast-escaping Transfiguration essay that Hermione had been looking for earlier and clutched at the other books and stuff that were already flying into the courtyard below. Grabbing her bag and Hermione herself, he ran towards the empty hall across the way from the Tower.
"Whoa--," Hermione leaned on one of the doors panting. Her usually bushy hair was slightly straightened by the rain which had flown through the walkway despite of the overhang roof. "That was crazy! I never thought I'd get all my things in time—thank you Fred!" she shouted amidst the now-howling wind. She retrieved the bag from him and grimaced, "Merlin—everything's wet!"
Fred smiled sheepishly at her as Hermione whispered a drying spell for her things. She then conjured warm flannel blankets for the two of them and the blue flame that she had already mastered in her first-year. As she laughingly thanked him again, he noticed how alluring her brown eyes were and the way her mouth turned up as she grinned cheekily at him. They normally never talked about anything non-punishment/critic-related and plus she was his brother's best friend so he really never paid enough attention to her, but as he snuggled in the warmth of the blanket and drew closer to the fire, he also began to notice how the droplets of rain made her hair sparkle and glow as never before.
"Next time, try looking up when you walk and keep this big bag of yours out of the way or else you'll get knocked over all the time" He lectured jokingly. He brushed away a leaf that got blown in her hair and thought Wow, it's as if she had become a different girl in a matter of seconds. Is she always like this? Does she even know how her smile is affecting me? He looked at the girl in front of him and protested weakly Naahh—she's my brother's friend. And younger, a bookworm! She's always on the look-out for our new products and always confiscating--and stopped when Hermione sighed over her ruined homework and looked at him. "Oh well, no use crying over this. Might as well go back to the common room and get some hot chocolate. It's freezing in here!"-- But she's so cute! I can't tear my eyes away! Fred smiled and looked at Hermione as if in a trance.
Why is he looking at me like this? Do I have something in my face? Or another leaf? Hermione wondered when Fred didn't respond. She gingerly picked the bag up and slew it on her shoulders while she playfully poked Fred in the arm. "Hey Gred, what happened? Are u having a stroke or something?"
When her finger made contact with him, Fred felt a shiver of electricity from her finger course through his body. He jolted away from his stupor and weakly smiled at Hermione. "That's a good idea!" he shouted.
"O—kay, no need to shout Fred I'm right here." She said and tugged at her ears, "Bollocks Fred, you almost destroyed my eardrums, what's wrong with you?" She demanded.
Merlin, I must have looked, no sounded, like a complete arse! Gotta get out of here and fast! And muttering an apology he immediately rushed out of the hall as if the Dark Lord was on his heels.
"Jeez, what's up with him?" Hermione thought then shrugged it away. She adjusted the position of the bag across her back and trudged the way to the common room.