Fed Up Thinking About You

A/N: A shiny new chapter just like I promised. Mm, and I actually like this one a lot more than the first, and not just cos the awesome feedback and responce I got from it-I like where I'm going to go with this story so toodles and enjoy!

Oh yeah, disclaimer: My plans of Potterverse domination are nearing completion! Soon, I will own Harry Potter! –Laughs manically- -Coughs- So maybe I lied... But only a little bit! Or a lot-whatever!

-Chapter Two

'my heart was torn in two
between you leaveing and you staying
either way I knew I'd never be the same.'

That same day around noon time, a young girl was standing on the corner of a street in Surrey with a large trunk and an orange cat under her arm.

Hermione looked up and down the street to make sure there was no one outside to spot her using magic. There was no one so Hermione stuck her right hand out and waited.

Out of no where there was a loud pop and a large purple, triple decker bus halted on the sidewalk where Hermione had been moments ago, when she had jumped back a step.

"Welcome to the Knight Bus, emergency transport for the stranded witch or wizard. Just stick out your wand hand, step on board, and we can take you anywhere you want to go. My name is Stan Shunpike, and I will be you conductor this evening. How may I help you?" Stan repeated his rehearsed lines in a bored fashion.

"I'm looking to go to the Leaky Cauldron." Hermione told him.

"Right then that'll be eleven sickles." Stan said picking up Hermione's trunk. She would be spending the rest of the summer with the Weasley's.

Chairs littered the bottom decker of the bus and when Stan got Hermione's trunk situated she handed him the sickles.

"Oy, what 'choo got in 'ere? Feels like a ton-o-bricks that does." Stan said taking the money. "Right then, the Leaky Cauldron?" Hermione nodded. "Did ya hear that Ern: the Leaky Cauldron." Stan said to the aged bus driver.

Ern nodded his head vigorously and began to turn knobs and push buttons and finally put his foot on the accelerator and with another pop they were off.

Surrey was soon way behind Hermione, as she was looking out the window at the houses, cars, and people as the bus whizzed by.

Hermione nearly toppled out of her chair when she heard another pop and the bus gave a huge lurch forward then back again.

"Ah. The Leaky Cauldron," Stan said importantly. "This is as far as we can go 'choo 'ear."

"I kinda figured that." Hermione said impatiently, she was waiting to see someone very important.

"'Ave a good time,"

Hermione quickly got off the bus before Stan could say anything else and headed inside the pub. Once inside Hermione made her way quickly toward the back of the pub, giving Tom a short wave as she pasted the bar and the people sitting there. He would take care of sending her trunk off to the Weasley's ahead of her.

As Hermione approached the seemingly brick wall and quickly pulled her wand out of her pocket. She tapped the bricks and watched them melt away and show her to a whole new world.

Hermione quickly zigzagged in and out of people as she headed toward Flourish and Blotts, where she would be meeting her two best mates and the rest of the Weasley's, a tall red headed twin in mind.

She noticed a group of people with flaming red hair and made her way over there as fast as she could. But before she could reach them, someone cut her off.

A tall slightly muscular boy with curly black hair was standing in front of Hermione looking quite handsome. Hermione hated to admit it but he was gorgeous.

"Hi Hermione." said the boy quietly. He had never been much of a talker

"Er, hi, I suppose you're talking to me now?" Hermione asked, not meaning to sound as bitter as she felt.

"Um, well yes." the boy said looking to the ground. "I just thought that it was stupid that we weren't talking when we had so much in common." 'He always was a shy one.' Hermione though to herself after seeing his eyes cast toward the ground.

"Right, well I guess when you put it that way." Hermione said uncertainly all the while chewing on her bottom lip.

All of the sudden there was movement from the red haired group of people. It was George he had looked up for a split second, looking for Hermione, when he noticed her. But that wasn't all he noticed. He looked up again very quickly to see if his eyes were playing tricks on him.

"What is that bastard doing over there with Hermione?" George mumbled angrily to himself.

"Say what George? I didn't hear you." Fred asked looking at his twin.

"I, er, uh, nothing, um I think I'm going to go look for Hermione. I think I saw her over there." George said quickly.

"Oh, well then I'll come with you." Ron said craning his neck trying to find Hermione.

"No, no, that's okay I don't think it was her but I'll just go check." George said as he dashed off.

'Please Hermione, I beg of you, don't do anything stupid.' George thought to himself as he headed in Hermione direction. 'Please, please, please.'

"Hermione would you uh, like to have an ice cream with me?" the handsome boy asked Hermione suddenly.

She thought for a minute. 'Maybe he needs me for something important.' Hermione thought. 'But what is he asks me out again? I don't really want to go with him anymore, I know who I like. Oh yeah, I almost for got, I don't even know if he likes me yet. For all I know he could be going out with, well anyone!' As soon as Hermione thought that she grimaced.

"Well, if you didn't want to, all you had to say was no." the dark haired boy said quietly as he turned to walk away.

"No, no, I'm sorry I just uh, I just thought I saw something." Hermione said vaguely. "Sure I'll join you for an ice cream."

The boy gave her a curious look but then smiled and took Hermione's hand and led her to Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlor.

Just as the two left, George came running up when a heard of people came out of the Quidditch store and made him lose track of Hermione.

"Damn it!" George swore angrily. "I wonder where they're headed. Well I supposed she won't be gone for that long." George walked back to Ron with a slight frown on his face.

"Wasn't her?" Ron asked curiously.

"Er, I guess not." George said rubbing the back of his neck.

"Hey bro we better check on the shop, remember we were going to interview that new bird for the store." Fred said turning to face his twin.

"Mm, right," George said distractedly and began walking with his brother toward Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes.

George took one last look at where Hermione had been standing just a few moments before, when he turned and followed Fred down the street…


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