Chapter 1
Disclaimer: This is Jk Rowling's characters the plot is mine happy reading!
Hermione boarded the Hogwarts express for her fifth year. She had grown up quite a bit, her hair was longer her eyes were brighter and she had finally come to an understanding with men. Seeing how her best friends were two boys, and hanging around with the Weasley's which was family of eleven people two being girls. Mrs.Weasley and her daughter Ginny, which whom had become her only real girl friend.
Hermione sat down in a compartment with Harry, Ron, Fred, George, and Ginny. She began talking about a book she read that she found simply fascinating. George looked at her and rolled his eyes.
"Hermione, you find every book fascinating, even if was about dirt." Said George. Everyone laughed seeing as how this was true.
"No that's not true; it depends on what kind of dirt it is." Hermione said jokingly.
Ron and Harry were stuffing their faces full of candies Harry had just bought off of the trolley, so she didn't really want to start a conversation with them in fear she would get sprayed with food. Fred and Ginny were playing exploding snaps on the compartment floor. So she decided to talk to George.
"Hey George, come have a chat with me I'm bored." Said Hermione. George then snapped out of staring out the window and came and sat by her.
"What do you want to chat about?" He said.
"I don't really know I'm just really bored out of my mind and you're not very busy in the first place...Unless you want to continue staring out of the window." She said, and smirked.
"Well I was just thinking." He said.
"What about?" asked Hermione.
"Well this is my last year at Hogwarts, my last train ride, my last first of the term feast. It kind of chokes me up." He said and pretended to be wiping invisible tears off of his cheeks and sighing loudly.
"Well we are almost there, Ginny lets get out of here and let the boys change." Said Hermione, helping Ginny off of the Compartment floor. Then, leaving and closing the compartment door behind them.
Fred noticed George and Hermione talking before.
"So what's up with Hermione, what did she want to talk about?" Said Fred looking mischievous.
"I don't know she just said she was bored." Replied George.
"I think she was just looking for excuses to talk to you." Interrupted Ron, who fell forward slightly while talking tripping over the front of his robes, as he tried to get them on.
"What are you talking about Ronald?" George said looking slightly serious.
"Didn't you notice, at the Burrow she was always staring at you?" Said Ron.
"Are you really that thick?" Implied Harry him to, trying to get his robes on in the small compartment.
"No I never noticed at all, hrmm Hermione liking me? That's a little odd I have always thought of her as Ron's friend." Said George looking confused.
"I never said she liked you, I just notice she does like to stare at you at dinner, or when we were all in the common room, or at breakfast, lunch, or dinner again...in halls or-.
Harry was stopped by George screaming a loud,
"Ok I get your point."
With that the door slid open and Hermione and Ginny walked in, wearing their robes now.
"What point do you get George? I must be a very exciting point if you must scream you get it at the top of your voice. We heard it through the door" Ginny said looking impressed at how loud her brother talked.
"No point that is any of your business my dear young sister." Said George looking embarrassed he didn't realize how loud he spoke.
"You are the smoothest of smooth Georgey old boy." Said Fred with a wink.
George just rolled his eyes. The train stopped and everyone stood up. George felt awkward towards Hermione now. Though he was not all that sure she liked him, how did he feel about her? He had never really thought about it, he did notice Hermione's occasional glares, or stares to say the least.
Maybe Hermione was more then just Ron's nerdy friend, he has never really taken the time to know her. Maybe if he did he might like the result. He decided to do an experiment of sorts during dinner. He was going to see how many times Hermione shot him glances and if it were more then five he would go strike up a conversation. Now, with a plan in mind he felt a bit more cheerful jumped out of his seat and joined everyone else who was unloading.
Disclaimer: This is Jk Rowling's characters the plot is mine happy reading!
Hermione boarded the Hogwarts express for her fifth year. She had grown up quite a bit, her hair was longer her eyes were brighter and she had finally come to an understanding with men. Seeing how her best friends were two boys, and hanging around with the Weasley's which was family of eleven people two being girls. Mrs.Weasley and her daughter Ginny, which whom had become her only real girl friend.
Hermione sat down in a compartment with Harry, Ron, Fred, George, and Ginny. She began talking about a book she read that she found simply fascinating. George looked at her and rolled his eyes.
"Hermione, you find every book fascinating, even if was about dirt." Said George. Everyone laughed seeing as how this was true.
"No that's not true; it depends on what kind of dirt it is." Hermione said jokingly.
Ron and Harry were stuffing their faces full of candies Harry had just bought off of the trolley, so she didn't really want to start a conversation with them in fear she would get sprayed with food. Fred and Ginny were playing exploding snaps on the compartment floor. So she decided to talk to George.
"Hey George, come have a chat with me I'm bored." Said Hermione. George then snapped out of staring out the window and came and sat by her.
"What do you want to chat about?" He said.
"I don't really know I'm just really bored out of my mind and you're not very busy in the first place...Unless you want to continue staring out of the window." She said, and smirked.
"Well I was just thinking." He said.
"What about?" asked Hermione.
"Well this is my last year at Hogwarts, my last train ride, my last first of the term feast. It kind of chokes me up." He said and pretended to be wiping invisible tears off of his cheeks and sighing loudly.
"Well we are almost there, Ginny lets get out of here and let the boys change." Said Hermione, helping Ginny off of the Compartment floor. Then, leaving and closing the compartment door behind them.
Fred noticed George and Hermione talking before.
"So what's up with Hermione, what did she want to talk about?" Said Fred looking mischievous.
"I don't know she just said she was bored." Replied George.
"I think she was just looking for excuses to talk to you." Interrupted Ron, who fell forward slightly while talking tripping over the front of his robes, as he tried to get them on.
"What are you talking about Ronald?" George said looking slightly serious.
"Didn't you notice, at the Burrow she was always staring at you?" Said Ron.
"Are you really that thick?" Implied Harry him to, trying to get his robes on in the small compartment.
"No I never noticed at all, hrmm Hermione liking me? That's a little odd I have always thought of her as Ron's friend." Said George looking confused.
"I never said she liked you, I just notice she does like to stare at you at dinner, or when we were all in the common room, or at breakfast, lunch, or dinner again...in halls or-.
Harry was stopped by George screaming a loud,
"Ok I get your point."
With that the door slid open and Hermione and Ginny walked in, wearing their robes now.
"What point do you get George? I must be a very exciting point if you must scream you get it at the top of your voice. We heard it through the door" Ginny said looking impressed at how loud her brother talked.
"No point that is any of your business my dear young sister." Said George looking embarrassed he didn't realize how loud he spoke.
"You are the smoothest of smooth Georgey old boy." Said Fred with a wink.
George just rolled his eyes. The train stopped and everyone stood up. George felt awkward towards Hermione now. Though he was not all that sure she liked him, how did he feel about her? He had never really thought about it, he did notice Hermione's occasional glares, or stares to say the least.
Maybe Hermione was more then just Ron's nerdy friend, he has never really taken the time to know her. Maybe if he did he might like the result. He decided to do an experiment of sorts during dinner. He was going to see how many times Hermione shot him glances and if it were more then five he would go strike up a conversation. Now, with a plan in mind he felt a bit more cheerful jumped out of his seat and joined everyone else who was unloading.