A/N: Hey all well this is my first official story ever. It's not much and probably not that original but I tried. Heh ) Anyways I hope you enjoy the story and please review. Flames are welcomed so I can learn from my mistakes. Please and thank you. Oh and this is taking place at the end of 6th year and the summer before 7th. Oh and just so you know I tweaked the chapter a bit. I just corrected my misspellings and made sure it made sense.
DISCLAIMER: Harry Potter does NOT belong to me since I am not J.K. Rowling as you probably know...though I do wish I was her...oh the possibility's..
Chapter One
Hermione's P.O.V
"Oh that unbelievable little git!" I thought angrily.
I was furious. I don't think I've ever been this angry before, not to mention hurt. He just doesn't know when to keep that big mouth of his shut and to himself. And what was worse I was near tears.
Flashback
It was noon. Breakfast had finished quite a while ago. I was staying at the Burrow for the summer because my parents decided to take a trip to Greenland and I didn't feel like going. Everyone was there. Bill, Charlie, Fred, George, Ron, Ginny, Harry and of course Mr. and Mrs. Weasley. The only Weasley that wasn't there was Percy and that's because we're still not on speaking terms with him. Anyways, Bill and Charlie were only staying for about a week or so, because Bill had to get back to Egypt and Charlie Romania. The twins were staying the summer for a much needed vacation but popped into the shop every once in a while to check up on things and if they're not there they're usually upstairs in their old room testing new products. Anyways, as I was saying Breakfast was over and Ron asked if I wanted to play a game of Wizard Chess. I being who I am couldn't possibly say no even if I thought the game 'completely barbaric', so I said "Sure. Why not?". Even if the Weasley's were here for the summer that didn't mean they were always at the Burrow. Bill was at Gringots working till he got off at three, Charlie...well I don't know where he is, maybe at the local Pub flirting with the waitresses, the twins were upstairs in their rooms testing new products, Harry was helping Mrs.Weasley and Ginny with the laundry and Mr.Weasley was working double time at the Ministry, everything has been hectic since Voldemort resurfaced. So I guess Ron asked me to play with him to pass time.
We were playing for a while when I noticed Ron was staring at me.
"Ron? Are you ok?" I asked, concerned. I mean, that wasn't exactly normal of him to do.
"Huh?" he seemed to snap out of his stupor, "Oh….yea…Uh, I'm fine."
"Ok, if you say so," I responded back uncertainly. Shrugging it off, we went back to the game.
We continued playing for a while when I noticed he was staring at me again! Just what the heck was so interesting? Was there something on my face? Voicing my question this time, I waited for his response but this time he didn't say anything. Before I knew what was happening Ron leaned over the table and kissed me rather sloppily. I was shocked and kind of repulsed; it was like kissing a brother for crying out loud! I didn't do anything for a couple of seconds, but that gave him enough time to come around the chess board and put his arms around me. When I finally came back to my senses struggled to break free from his grasp. When I was finally able to pull away, I pulled back my arm without realizing it and slapped him. There was no doubt in my mind that that was going to leave a mark.
I gasped, shocked at what I had just done. Ron looked even more surprised but his surprise quickly turned into anger.
"Bloody Hell, Hermione! What was that for?" Ron asked angrily.
Not particularly shocked by his outburst, I mean I'd probably react the same way if I was in his shoes, but the reason of why I slapped him in the first place still burned fresh in my memory, I replied sharply, "What was that for? What do you mean what was that for? You kissed me Ronald! What makes you think you have the right to do such a thing?" My voice had started out softly almost a whisper but it gradually got louder until I was yelling.
"Well, I WAS going to ask you out. I mean what kind of girl, at your age to boot, has never had a boyfriend? I always wondered why. But now I understand! Who would want to date such an ugly prissy little bookworm such as yourself?" He yelled back. It really was a wonder that nobody heard us. After he spoke those words that I so wished he'd never spoken in the first place, you could tell he wanted to take everything back. But the damage was done.
"Hermione...I--," Ron tried to say before I cut him off.
"No...Just no Ron...I guess now I truly know how you feel about me. Oh and no thanks. I don't need nor do I want your pity. I'll have you know that I'm perfectly fine with my life and I don't need someone romantically in it." I whispered. By now I was on the verge of tears and refused to cry in front of him. I was angry and upset. I couldn't take it anymore. With that thought I ran up the stairs to go to the room me and Ginny shared for the summer. On my way up I started to shed all the tears I held back up to that point without even realizing it.
End Flashback
And that's how it started. With a simple game of chess. On my way to Ginny's room I had to pass by The Twin's room. When I did I heard what sounded like frantic talking followed by a mini explosion. Concern filled me as I pushed back my anger and I burst through the door. I rushed in to see both Fred and George on the floor. When I saw them it was so hilarious I just couldn't help but let out a giggle, alerting them of my presence. Turning their heads I got a much better look at their faces, and I simply gave up. It was just so god damn hilarious! Fred and George's nicely structured faces, with its strong jaws and smooth skin were now round and juicy looking. Fred's face looked like a cherry and George's looked like that of an orange. Don't forget their skin color because now they were the shade of their respective fruits. It looked like an experiment gone a bit wrong, seeing that both of them were looking at each other in confusion and befuddlement before turning to me.
"Hey! Who do you think--" Fred began.
"You're laughing at?" George finished.
I stopped laughing for a moment and said, "I'm sorry. I just couldn't help it."
"Oh, really? Well what are you doing here in the first place, anyways?" George said
Remembering why I was even there at all I stopped laughing. Coming up with a quick answer so they wouldn't become suspicious, I replied," Oh, I just came up to get a book, I heard what sounded like an explosion and I couldn't help but worry. Are you two alright? What do you two think you were doing? You could have been hurt! Here let me help you." Quickly pulling out my wand I muttered a quick but complicated counter spell. As their faces and skin color finished turning back I grinned at my accomplishment and walked over to see if I missed anything.
"Hey! How did you do that? It took us ages to find the counter spell and you just walk in and say it as if it was as simple as alohomora!" exclaimed Fred. I could tell this was Fred because he had a freckle next to his right eye that his twin did not and George's eyes were a shade of blue darker than his twin but even though these differences were small, they made all the difference in telling those two apart, not to mention the fact that they both had different personality's though most people don't notice. Blushing I responded,
"Oh! It was simple! I've known that spell since 5th year. It's not hard actually but you do have to focus on it or the spell won't work correctly." I responded a bit modestly.
"Right, well answering your earlier question yea we're fine but we were working on this new product," picking up a piece of candy that looked like a Jolly Ranchers, George showed it to me and said, " It's called a Morpha Sweet! When you eat it, it tastes like fruit. It comes in all flavors! But the catch is that you turn into your favorite animal. It's pretty cool but we're still working out the kinks as you just saw. Though, that was pretty cool. Fred go right down the ingredients. "
"Right!", Fred saluted, quickly grabbing the notebook that was thrown carelessly to the floor and a quill. Jotting down the ingredients and procedures at break neck speed. Would he be able to understand that later? I wondered.
"That's interesting but what exactly are you trying to do?" I stated looking at all the various potions scattered around the room," I mean what are you having trouble with?"
"Oh well, we're trying to figure out the last piece of the ingredient. It's very complicated you know," Fred said, not looking up from the notes he was writing.
"Ok well maybe I can help?" I suggested. Seeing the curious looks they were giving me I quickly continued, "Seeing as there is nothing much to do around here and your little brother is being a prat as usual, I need to keep my mind occupied, you see."
"What's that boy done now? I mean kids these days...but..." Sharing a glance the twins had a mutual agreement, "seeing as you have nothing to do and we do need help...you can stay! And if you really think about it we both win, you get to take your mind off Ickle Ronniekins and we get a new assistant." Grinning together cheekily, I couldn't help but let out a giggle and compare them to little boys on Christmas morning.
"Ok now where do we start?"
A/N: Well that's it! My first story and chapter ever! I really hoped you enjoyed it.
