Chapter 1

HERMIONE

DISCLAIMER: You all know J.K Rowling wrote the HP series; it shouldn't need to be said again! Whoever invented disclaimers for fanfiction, anyway? Why bother? Everyone know's that nobody on here actually invented the characters! Because of that, I'm making this one disclaimer apply to the WHOLE STORY! So, you all know that I did not make up any characters or places that you might recognize from the books. Pish posh, on with the story! Review, please!

My heart was broken. Shattered to a million billion pieces.

Why must the ones you love always hurt you the most? I asked myself. Feeling the tears coming, I crawled under my maroon sheets, hoping for a better tomorrow.

The hot moisture running from my eyes soon turned cold, just like my heart. When rejected by the person you'd loved since you were thirteen, it tended to hurt. A lot.

Ronald Bilius Weasley would pay. I would make sure of it.

That night, I dreamed of blue eyes and red hair. Why couldn't I get him out of my head?

Seriously, I screamed inwardly. Lavender Brown? He barely even knows her! They've talked about four times since first year! UGH! At the end of my rant, I ended up screaming outwardly.

I heard an intake of breath, turning to see none other than Ginny standing at the door of the room, watching my little fit with widened eyes; she'd never seen this side of me before.

"Sorry Ginny," I apologized with a sigh. "just getting out a little leftover rage, you know? Your stupid git of a brother is such an idiot! Lavender Brown? Does he have no idea how much I love him?"

Ginny walked over to the bed, sitting down beside me. I felt a comforting arm around my shoulders, and I buried my head against her, mourning my loss.

"Thanks Ginny...I-I feel better now," I hiccuped, laughing a little. Ginny joined in, pulling me off the bed and smiling impishly.

"You know what made me feel better when I was rejected by a guy?" Ginny asked, swishing her straight, easily managed red hair. "Dressing up, of course! Looking pretty tends to make the guy you've been rejected by feel jealous...and it draws attention away from your red eyes...which are horribly scary, by the way."

I laughed. Ginny always had a good idea hidden within her, waiting to spring out at the worst of times to liven up a situation.

Ginny worked her magic, casting a few spells; one to make my eyes less red, one to tame my hair -I had to learn that sometime- and another to shrink my uniform, making it more form fitting.

"You look amazing, Hermione" She declared, shooing me off into the common room.

Climbing down the girls' staircase, I quickly scanned the Gryffindor common room. Virtually empty, just the way I liked it.

It wasn't that I liked to be lonely, per say, just that I found it less distracting than being with a crowd. But even I could get bored of being boring. I was going to change...for the better, of course!

I saw a mop of red hair in my peripheral visions, instinctively tensing. I noticed that it wasn't Ron, however; it was George.

George, Ron's brother.

Who is very close to Ron.

Who even lives in the same house as Ron.

Who was even staring at me with an awed expression.

Who could make Ron jealous.

Time to put words into action.

Facing said person, I tried to put on an alluring smile. The smile came out more like a grimace, alarming George, who started to turn away. I fixed my facial features, putting on a noncommittal grin instead, one that felt more natural.

"Hi George," I bubbled, giggling a little. So unlike me. "Are you going down to breakfast? May I join you?"

George, looking as if he'd just been stunned, nodded, beckoning me over to the portrait hole. We exited, and I spotted Ronald.

Ronald and Lavender.

Kissing.

Publicly.

In the midst of hundreds of students.

Including me.

Astonished, I then proceeded to link my arm in George's, striking up a conversation about Hogwarts. George saw where I was looking, immediately playing along. He said something witty, causing me to laugh obnoxiously, casting another glance at Ron. He was still too busy snogging Lavender to notice…

Sighing, I yanked George out of the throng of students, leading him to a nearly abandoned hallway. I felt really guilty for using him, but he didn't seem very unwilling to play along…

"What was that all about?" George murmured quietly, looking at the people around us. "Ron and Lavender? When did that happen? Are you jealous?"

"Yes, I'm jealous. It happened yesterday after the we won the Quidditch match. George, don't hate me for saying this, but I need your help. I need to make Ron jealous, too...but of you, of course! I like him too much to just let him go without a fight. Could you please help me? I'll love you till the day I die! And I'll definitely owe you one!" I rambled, trying to shove all of my confusing emotions into only a few, hurried whispers.

George pondered this for a moment, finally nodding with a grin. I squeaked with happiness and gave him a firm hug. He laughed at my anxiousness, and I released my arms from around his warm body.

"Do you mind?" He asked, grabbing my hand and leading me into the Great Hall. I shook my head, surprised by the lovely feeling that made its way up my arm as I held his hand. I'd never held a boy's hand before, not like this...

I looked up into his handsome face, seeing things I hadn't noticed before. His red hair fell over his left eye, the way Ron's used to before he got it cut. And, he had the most adorable baby blue eyes that seemed to twinkle with the mischief that swirled behind them. I was seeing George Weasley in a way totally foreign to me. The way I usually looked at Ron…

Maybe I was killing everything. Maybe my subconscious had been hinting at something last night. Maybe Ronald just wasn't the one for me. Maybe George… I couldn't even force myself to think it…

GEORGE

Blimey. Hermione is hot. Maybe…

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Thanks so much for reading! I just revised this, so it's basically a new story! Please review and tell me how it is!