1Of Love and Dungbombs
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. I wish I did though.
Character Pairings: Fred and Hermione, George and Katie, Ginny and Harry, and a little Ron and Hermione
Plot: Fred Weasley had planned to spend the summer working on his and George's joke shop. Little did he know, he would fall for his brother's girl, Gryffindor bookworm, Hermione Granger.
revised.
Chapter 1 – Why so Happy?
Dinner that night was fairly loud despite the fact that three members of the family weren't there. But Harry had just arrived and that, in the eyes of Molly Weasley, was more than enough reason for a celebration. She had slaved away in the kitchen right since his arrival and cooked up quite the feast. The kind of feast you can smell throughout the house and it draws you in as if you were under some sort of spell.
Her son, Fred Weasley was up in his room at the time, tinkering with one of his and his brother's little inventions. You know - the ones they were supposed keep secret from their mom. Joke items - they had been planning on selling them as soon as they opened their own shop in Diagon Alley. Though, unknown to them, that would not be for awhile.
Deciding work was overrated when compared to his mother's cooking. Fred tossed the gadget across the room and runs, quite quickly I might add, to the dining room where he discovers he is the last to arrive.
Pulling out a chair beside his mom, he couldn't help but notice the huge grin on his younger brother Ron's face. He gave a questioning look to his twin, but George just shrugs and continues to shovel a spoon full of food into his already full mouth. Down the table, Ron, Harry, and Ginny were already deep into a heated conversation about Quidditch whereas George had been discussing their latest invention with their dad, their mom glaring at them every few minutes. "Honestly, a joke shop is not a proper job. Quit encouraging them Arthur!"
"What are you so happy about little bro? Did you finally learn how to tap-dance?" Fred asked, a smirk plastered across his face. Harry let out a snort of laughter, spraying food all over Ginny.
"Hey!" Ron and Ginny yelled at the same time.
"Sorry Gin."
"Ron. Is Hermione coming this summer?" his mom asked from down the table. Ron, whose face had reddened at the mention of her name, nodded, the huge grin back on his face. "She's coming tomorrow."
"Ooh does Ickle Ronniekins have a crush?" Fred teased, knowing full well that he did. Anyone with half a brain could tell he did. Except maybe Hermione.
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Later that night Harry and Ron sat up talking in Ron's room, where, besides Ron's bed, a cot was set up for Harry. The moon shone in through the Chudley Cannons drapes on Hedwig and Pig who were already fast asleep in their cages. The latter being thoroughly exhausted from delivering Ron's latest letter to Hermione.
"So, are you finally going to tell Hermione how you feel?" Harry asked as he grabbed a handful of Bertie Botts Every Flavored Beans.
"I dunno mate. Do you think she would go out with me?" Ron asked.
Harry shrugged. "Maybe. But if I were you I would do it soon before somebody else does."
"I still have a month. It's not like anyone in the Burrow would ask her out. Right?" Before Harry could answer though, he declared "Man I'm tired! Night Harry!" And with that he flicked of the light.
"Night Ron."
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Meanwhile there was a knock at the twins' bedroom door. George climbed out of bed, walked over to the door, carefully avoiding the stuff on the floor. Just last week he had cut his foot trying to walk across the floor in the dark. He opened the door to find his mother; looking slightly happier then she had all summer. "Your father and I would like to speak to you two."
"I didn't do it!" George responded automatically. Molly just rolled her eyes and left the room. "Wake up your brother and meet us in the den."
He walked over to his brother's bed, kneeled down, and bunched him lightly on the arm. "Wake up." Through loud deep snores came his response "Five more minutes 'Mione." George just sat there gaping at him. Once he snapped out of it he shook his brother whose snores abruptly stopped.
"Fred! Why were you dreaming about Hermione?" George said. "I wasn't." Fred replied quickly. It was a good thing it was dark because his now red cheeks would have been a dead give away. Truth was, he had a little thing for her. He would never go so far as to actually have a crush on her. She was Ron's girl. He knew that. And he knew that Ron would never forgive him if anything were to happen. Oh well, it's just Hermione thought Fred. Silly bookwormy Hermione. No big deal. He sighed.
They made their way into the den and sat down on the couch opposite their parents. Their mom and dad looked at each other, bracing themselves for the outburst that was sure to follow the announcement they were about to make. Fred and George knew that look. It was the look they always share before they told them something they didn't like.
"We just finished talking to Dumbledore and we all agreed that now that You– Know–Who is back it is in your best interest to return to Hogwarts."
"Well we are not going." Fred stated calmly.
"Actually you really don't have any choice in the matter. You are going back. Katie Bell will tutor you to starting next week to get you two caught up with the rest of your year." Their mom replied sternly.
"You can't make us go back!" Fred yelled, jumping off the couch "That isn't fair!" George, who was already on his feet, was yelling next to him. "But the shop…!" he began only to be cut off by his dad, Arthur Weasley, who had been quiet the whole time.
"As much as I like the idea of a joke shop," His wife glared at him. "Goodness knows we need some more laughs with You-Know-Who back. I have been doing some research too and it turns out that you need a certificate of graduation in order to start a business in Diagon Alley."
"What?"
But they both hear perfectly well what he had said and quickly Apparated to their bedrooms. In too bad a mood to even complain, they climbed in to their beds and closed their eyes. But neither of them got to sleep for a rather long time.
The only good thing that will come out of this is that I will get to spend more time with Katie thought George. Not that they were officially going out or anything but it was quite obvious that they both liked each other. Katie, Angelina, and Lee Jordan (their best friends) were the only ones who knew of their plan to leave Hogwarts the past year and before they had even started their plan Katie kissed him on the cheek and told him to stay in touch no matter what. And he had. They had been writing letters to each other all summer. I can't wait to see her again.
Fred, on the other hand, was quite a bit less enthusiastic toward the idea of Katie tutoring them than George was. When it was just the three of them, Fred always felt like the third wheel. It would definitely happen again. He knew George was determined to make something happen this summer and once again he would have to put up with the constant flirting. Things had been better when Fred was going out with Angelina but they had broken up a couple months before they had left school, although they did remained good friends. On the bright side, (if there is one) if I am having trouble with something I could always ask Hermione for help. And with that thought he fell off to sleep.