Mr. Ink and Mrs. Paper

Disclaim: I don't own Harry Potter, Super Chick's Bowling ball, or IHOP. If I did, I would put chocolate chip pancakes back on the menu while adding pumpkin pancakes.

Note: Just go with the flow, go with the flow.

Chapter 1: Bludger Boy

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Fred

"Why does it take so long," Ron grumbled. It was dad's birthday and we had decided to take him to a muggle's restaurant called IHOP, which made no sense because I didn't see anyone hopping around. Anyway, instead of 'grinning and bearing it', Ron was complaining, making everyone miserable. "I'm gonna go to the restroom", he go up and stomped away, still grumbling under his breath.

I glanced over at the napping Percy across the table, then over at George sitting on the opposite side of Hermione form me. He gave me a quick nod, signing to go into the next step in our plan.

"Hermione, we need to have a little chit chat with you," I said pulling the book she was reading from her hands.

"Ok…,"She said glancing back and forth at the two of us.

"We know what's going on between you and Ron", both George and I said in stereo. How do we bloody do that?

"I…I don't know what you're talking about," she said trying to reach for the book but I pulled it back out of her reach. When had she become so helpless to my reach?

"Don't play games with us," George said as he took hold of the wrist of the hand that was still reaching out for the book. She winced, even though he had barely touched her. George pulled on her long sleeves to reveal the bruises and a few cuts that ran up her slender arm. She wrenched away and pulled the sleeve down again.

"Maybe he'll change. Maybe things will get better," she said looking down at the table.

"Maybe it would be nice-,"George began as I finished my brother's words with, "if he wouldn't always put you down."

"Maybe things will work out," Hermione said in her defense.

"But maybe they'll never. And we think you've given him the benefit of the doubt."

Hermione just looked down at the table as we continued.

"You need Ron like a Bludger dropped on your head which means not at all."

"You have to much-"

"To give-"

"To live-"

"To waste-"

"Your time on him!"

Ron emerged from the bathroom and sat back down next to the narcoleptic Percy as we lowered our conversation to a whisper.

"Maybe he'll change, if I could be better," Hermione whispered to the two of us, head still down, like she was used to it.

"But it's not your fault!" George said shocked that she would ever blame herself, for the way he acted to her.

I nudged the both of them and pointed at Ron with my eyes. "He's checking out the waitress now."

He was looking up and down the young muggle girl now bringing the food. Hermione just sighed as she put her chin in her hands.

"When someday I've changed and one day I'm stronger, maybe I'll have changed enough-," she was trying to find an excuse but we cut her off.

"Hermione…it's time to get out!"

"Percy, wake up, the food is here!," Ron said shoving him roughly. Percy's eyes snapped open instantly, I noticed, which made me wonder if he was really asleep. His eyes, only for a moment, darting over at Hermione with a tint of worry in them. He had been awake.

Dinner went on without another word of that conversation. An hour later we left not feeling like hopping at all. Dad was asking Harry who's idea was it to serve pancakes at all hours of the day. He was saying something about drunks wanting to sober up in the middle of the night, which had given me an idea for Weasley Wizard Wheezesand started talking to George excitedly when Hermione came up beside us. "Tonight," she said, "I'll do it tonight." We smiled at her. She smiled back, courage and determination in her smile. Now that's the Hermione I know and love.

Chapter 1: Bludger Boy- End

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