A/N: Thank you for dropping by my story. It's my first one so I'm really unsure about this. This is just a series of drabbles and have no direct plot line. This has lots and lots of fluff. Please review, I'd love to know what your opinion is about this. But please do be a bit gentle as this is my first one. S'all.

"Rambling"
by SJRegina

Hermione always found herself rambling whenever in the presence of the one and only Fred Weasley, but that's just how Fred liked it.

Chapter 1: In Which They First Meet

Start of term hadn't begun quite nicely, a little first year thought.

It was the first day of school and a group of first years were crowded on the Entrance Hall. All nervous on what the "sorting" process might be. No one was talking much except Hermione Granger. A fuzzy-haired brunette who kept whispering very fast about all the spells she'd learned and wondering what she'd need.

"Wingardium Leviosa, Alohomora, Lumos, Stupefy, Expelliarmus," The words went out of Hermione so fast that it could've matched the skills of a bidder. This was mostly because Hermione was so nervous. She'd never been more nervous in her life!

She kept muttering and pacing and waiting nervously outside the door of the Great Hall. The wait was exhausting on Hermione and every minute that passed seemed like forever. With all of the stress that filled Hermione, she didn't even bother looking straight and just looked at the floor as she paced, forcing herself to remember all the spells she knew.

Then suddenly Hermione bumped into someone and fell with a loud, painful thud.

"Ow!," She rubbed the side of her head on which she had fallen and which was now throbbing painfully.

"Hey there little missy. You better watch out next time." Hermione looked up to see a tall boy. Probably older than me, she assumed. She was so fascinated with the fiery color of his hair, the group of freckles on his nose, and the depth and beauty of his deep blue green-feckled eyes that she didn't notice the hand that was offered to her.

"Uhhmm. Miss? You alright?" She finally looked up and took it and stood up, trying her best to hide the faint pink blush on her cheeks.

"Ahhh. Firstie, I see. Nervous about the sorting?" The boy asked without a hint of shyness.

Hermione only nodded her head as she was still trying her very best toremove the blush that was still tainted on her cheeks.

"Oh, don't worry about it silly. It's actually rather easy and I'm sure you'll do fine all by yourself. No rambling needed." He said with a wink. That made Hermione giggle unintentionally and the blush on her face turned into crimson as she mentally cursed herself.

"That blush on your face? Lovely for Gryffindor!" She couldn't help but smile, she was so touched by this boy. No one had talked to her ever since she stepped foot in Hogwarts, and she found herself being rather drawn to the boy.

No Hermione, he's older! And rather good-looking, WHAT? Stop rambling inside your head Hermione, just turn around and go back to the front of the Entrance Hall!

"Have I not told you about rambling?" The boy laughed happily. She mentally kicked herself as she realized that she might've spoken out loud.

"Oi, Fred! Come back inside, McGonagall's going nuts looking for us!" A voice similar to his shouted. But she couldn't see where it had come from exactly.

"Got to go miss, good luck!" He said before he ran back to the corridor, but he turned back again and faced Hermione.

"Oh, and could you please tell little Ronniekins there we wished him good luck? And that if he doesn't get into Gryffindor he should forget about even being a Weasley! Only kidding!" He turned to run again but faced Hermione again.

"T'was nice meeting you by the way. Good Luck!" Then he finally ran back to the Great Hall. But he had dropped something, an anklet of sorts that had something dangling to it to what seemed to her was a key. She picked it up and put it inside the pocket of her robes, and tried to call for the boy again but all that came out of her mouth was,

"It was nice meeting you to," Then she ran back to group of first yeears who were beginning to line up in front of the Entrance Hall with a new found confidence.

It wasn't such a bad start of term after all.

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