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"Hermione come." Fred said smiling.
"Talk to us." George said.
"And tell us what you want for Christmas?" They finished together.
Fred and George alternated out talking as Fred pulled me down in-between them on the couch. I was spending my Christmas holidays at the burrow, and had surprisingly become quite close to the twins. Ginny had told me how she was able to tell them apart, one had more freckles, but being around them so much I became the only other one in the house that could tell them apart. I was quite proud of that fact and wouldn't even tell them my secret. But, it was so obvious when I thought about it. Fred was slightly taller, and skinner, where as George was just the slightest more built from quidditch, plus George, kept his hair just a tad longer and shaggier. Then there were their personalities. While the both liked to goof around, Fred was the bigger prankster, the one more likely to get caught; George planned everything out, and was much sneaker. Ginny kept pointing out that the only reason I started to realize their differences was because I was developing a crush on George, which was completely true.
George is just so sweet, caring, handsome, and smart. Like I said he planned out most of their pranks and inventions, and believe me after I have seen what all they put into their little tricks I have to say I'm impressed. It takes some crazy advanced magic to make half the things they have, and the potions they were brewing in just third year are things they don't teach you till seventh. It is very impressing. Any way I'm getting carried away. I always seem to when I start talking about George. Just ask Ginny, I'm sharing a room with her while I stay her and she told me that if I say one more word about her brother she will put a permanent sticking charm on me and stick me to him, and I do not think she is bluffing.
For the last month Ginny has been trying to convince me to tell George how I feel about him, but she doesn't get, it's not that simple. George has become a remarkably close friend. I can go to him about anything and I know he would never hurt me or spill my secrets, but he is so popular, and funny, he is loved by everyone in Hogwarts, I on the other hand am just plain normal, I'm not pretty, or popular, or even remotely liked by most people outside my house. So why would he pick someone so simple like me when he is so special. Well, that argument did nothing to get Ginny on my side, in fact all it did was send her on a 20 minute rant about how I was anything but plain and simple, and how could I not see that, and how that her brother would be lucky to have someone like me in his life.
Even though I'm not entirely sure how lucky he would be to have me, Ginny has gotten my hopes up some. She half way convinced me to tell George how I feel about him but then Ron really did it this morning even if he doesn't k now it. It all started when Ron said something about me being boring and predictable and how I need more spontaneous moments in my life, then Ron being the o so smart one that he is (note the sarcasm) went and mentioned how I would never get a guy if I was always so stuck up and boring. So, that convinced me even more. I mean really what's more spontaneous and unpredictable as asking out one of your best friends who just might happen to be the complete opposite of you? That's what made me decide I was going to tell George that I like him.
Now why am I talking about this now, and why does anyone care. Well more than likely no one cares but I was thinking about all this because as Fred pulled me down in-between him and his twin I was trying to figure out how to tell be for mentioned twin that I might like him as more than a friend. But, I probably should start paying attention considering that they are trying to talk to me.
"Hello, earth to bookworm." Fred said while waving his hand in my face.
"Wa-o sorry what was that?"
"Hermione what's wrong?" George asked looking truly concerned.
"Nothing, nothing's wrong. I was just thinking sorry. Did one of you ask something?"
"Yeah, just what you wanted for Christmas?" Fred asked
I started thinking and decided I needed to say something soon, so why not now. But, how? Then the perfect idea came to mind on how I should tell George.
"True fully?" I asked a slytherin smirk playing at my lips.
"We would prefer that you tell us something you really want instead of something you don't."
I rolled my eyes but answered Fred anyway.
"Fine, I want your twin for Christmas." And with that I got up off the couch and went in search of Ginny.
A/N- Continue or Give up please let me know.