I know it's been like forever since I've updated, and I apologize. I got a job, it's surrounding my life, sucking me in. I'm sorry. But, can I first say how much my heart flutters when I see the commercials for the new movies? I seriously have no idea what to feel. It's like.. that feeling, that people describe, when they first hold their new born. ;) Ahahah, so excited. Anyways, here we go.
"Cause you are the brightest star. And I'm in love with who you are. And you are the brightest star, and I'm lost without your love."
Hermione sat up as she looked around, glancing at the clock first before anything else. It was only 10:30. That wasn't even considered late. It was her fault she went to bed so early. But it was only because she had been frustrated with the current row she was in with Ron. But there was nothing she could do, she was staying at his house. It was the summer after fifth year. And fifth year had been quite rocky. He was still acting jealous about everything. Or atleast, she thought it was jealous. But she wasn't quite sure.
She heard a stir from Ginny's bed and glanced over, seeing her sitting up as well. "Can't sleep?" She asked, running a hand through her red hair. Hermione shook her head, "I figured you wouldn't be able to." The only reason Ginny was there in the first place was because she followed Hermione up into the room, knowing she was angry enough to throw everything around. And to be fair, she did have to clean up before Harry and Hermione visted. So she didn't want to see her room trashed so quickly.
"Why's that?" She asked, her eyebrow raising in questioning. She knew Ginny, and she knew she had a point. But she was interested in why, all the same.
"Well I don't know, I can never go to sleep when I'm frustrated, nor can I fall asleep." And Ginny knew just how much Ron got to her. With all the 'Vicky' talk. He should have quit while he was ahead. And Ginny knew Ron didn't mean anything by it, but the thing was that Hermione didn't know that. And she was the most affected. Even though it was Ron's way of saying he was jealous.
"Oh, gotcha." She mumbled, she opened her mouth to speak but then paused hearing laughter from below. She raised an eyebrow, looking over to see Ginny doing the same thing. Who could be awake at this time? They both stayed silent for a few seconds before they heard laughter again. It was guy laughter. They could tell. Which meant it had to be the twins, Harry and Ron.
"Wonder what's so funny... Don't you?" Ginny asked, a sly smile creeping onto her face. Hermione immediately shook her head.
"Oh no, Ginny. We are not doing anything. That's invading their privacy. And plus I don't watch when people don't know I'm watching. That's like looking at my notes, while doing a test. I just, that's, absurd. It's not even an option, I-" But she was cut off.
"So you'll do it? To see what's so funny? What if they're saying nonsense about you? What if Ron is saying something that you should maybe here?" She asked, throwing out tons of things she knew weren't true, or didn't believe herself. She just knew certain questions which turned Hermione's mind on mute.
"I suppose it couldn't hurt. It's not like the prat's wouldn't do it to me..." She muttered, "We should grab Harry's cloak. It's up in Ron's room next, in his bag. Just to be safe." She couldn't imagine if they caught them.
"Clever thinking as usual." Ginny grinned, thankful that Hermione had agreed. Not to mention it was a lot easier with her on her side. Seeing as how she had all the smart thoughts. Ginny would have went down quietly with no cloak at all. And if they caught her, she would just threaten them with her wand. But the whole cloak ordeal was probably the best bet.
They both crawled out of bed, quietly tiptoeing towards the door. That was another thing that was a problem. Due to all the slamming Ginny had always done with her door, it was very loud opening and shutting, the hidges definitely needed greasing. She eyed Hermione, knowing she was thinking the same thing.
As they got closer to the door, they heard talking. Of course it was too muffled for them to understand, but this way they would know if they heard the door or not. Ginny grabbed the knob, slowly turning it, as if they would be able to hear that. She slowly began pulling on the door, hearing nothing, and still nothing, that was until she thought it was free to pull all the way. It then let out a loud creak. Which Hermione jumped slightly at. They heard the talking stop immediately and both looked at eachother, eyes wide. The fun couldn't stop there! That would have been the worst.
That was until they heard them talking again, and then resuming their laughing. Leave it to boys, to not worry about things that they would. They both shrugged slightly, climbing the flights of stairs slowly. Of course Ron had to be the highest, which meant the most stairs, the most creaks.
But they figured if they did it quickly, they could get it over with. They grabbed the cloak as soon as they opened his door, then quickly traveling downstairs. When the reached the last flight of stairs, they slowed down, still hearing the talking. They then placed the cloak over both of them and continued slowly and quietly down the stairs, then creeping into the livingroom where they were all currently sitting, the girls finding a seat on the floor, making sure they were covered as they sat down carefully.
The twins were both seated on the couch, Harry spread on the loveseat, and Ron in the chair, the girls didn't see what could be so funny. But just when they were about to look at eachother, with confused looks, they watched as Ron looked over to where they were sitting, leaning closer as he squinted his eyes.
Hermione felt her heart stop beating, or atleast that's what it felt like, and she was sure Ginny was feeling the same thing. They couldn't have been that loud. Could they have?
"What are you looking at?" Harry asked, now looking towards the girls as well.
"I could have sworn I saw something," He muttered, leaning back into the chair, now feeling slightly stupid. What could he have saw?
Hermione glanced over at Ginny, eyeing her before she realized what Ron saw. Ginny's foot constantly kept slipping out of the cloak. She watched as it did so again, where Ron again leaned forward. Hermione quickly rejusted the cloak, getting an apologetic look from Ginny.
"There it is! Again!" Ron exclaimed, pointing at them both as he began to get up.
"Oh, is our Ickle Ronnikin's seeing things now? Scared are you?" Fred asked, laughing as he watched his little brother sit back down, defeated already.
"I would be scared too if I was you, did you see the look on Hermione's face when you continued mentioning Viktor Krum?" George asked, laughing along with Fred. "I mean, I've seen you two fight before but this is just ridiculous." He shook his head, watching as his brother turned red in the face.
"Shut up." He started, opening his mouth, then shutting it. He didn't really have much of a comeback. They were right. Why couldn't he ever just shut up? Oh. He knew why, because silence wasn't in his vocabulary. Ah, yes. That was it.
"Harry agree's with us, don't you Harry?" Fred asked, his eyes looking over at Harry, expecting him to answer. But he immediately waved both his hands in front of him, not wanting to get involved. "Well he does, but he just doesn't want to have to sleep on the couch tonight."
"Oh, piss off." He muttered again, this time glaring at both of them instead of looking away. He knew it wouldn't scare either of them. But there wasn't much more he could do. What was he supposed to do, attack them? His mother didn't condone that. And he didn't like messing with her.
Hermione sat there just listening, her eyes glued to all of them like a television screen. While she was pretty sure Ginny was just staring at Harry. It was what she did mostly. When she thought no one was looking, but Hermione saw it all.
"Can we change the subject please?" He asked, his eyes begging all of them like a little lost puppy. But of course it didn't work on the twins. But then again, what did? Certaintly not much.
"Okay sure." Fred started, looking at George as her grinned.
"What are you going to do about her?" George asked, finishing up exactly what Fred was thinking. They watched as Ron looked down, his jaw line dominant. Which made it obvious that he was clentching his jaws, not knowing what to say.
Hermione's eyes widened as she looked over at Ginny who shrugged, in just as much shock as she was. 'What are you going to do about her'. Was that good or bad? She had to admit she was quite scared. What if they meant 'how are you going to get rid of her'? That'd just be embarrassing. But they couldn't possibly! She was like family. They thought of her like a sister, sort of, didn't they?!
Hermione shook her thoughts free as she looked back at Ron who obviously was thinking, and then he opened his mouth to talk.
"What do you mean?" He asked, a dumbfounded look on his face which Hermione could see right through. And she was pretty sure the twins would too.
"They're not stupid." Harry muttered, only recieving an evil glare from Ron. He quickly looked away from him, pretending he hadn't said a thing as the twins spoke again.
"We mean exactly what we said. What are you going to be doing about little miss Hermione?" They spoke slower this time, as if it was the speed of their talking that had confused him. Though they knew he wasn't confused at all.
"Well.. Mione's..." He started, letting out a deep breath.
And as he let out a deep breath, Hermione realized she had been holding her own. Just in case she couldn't hear him over her own breathing.
And then he opened his mouth again.
REVIEW, I am going to have an open free weekend. That mean's I'll update.
KBYE! (And don't hate me for the ending. It's 3 in the morning!)