Onward!
so my friend Laura has this dance (yes the same laura i dedicated the last chapter to) and i don't know i just came up with this story her Hermione like ways mixed the crazy things we do tend to spark ideas for these stories. and honestly Hermione just disappears a lot in the books so this is my idea of where she goes when people think she's at the library. and i dedicate this chapter to Laura's dance, anyway read review and enjoy :)
Disclaimer: the Character's belong to Jk Rowling
Chapter 2: Fred's simple way of relieving stress
Walking down the corridor I happen to hear a yell of utter anguish. "Why must these things always happen to me?" the girl yelled at no one in particular. I turned to the corner and saw a very distressed Hermione sitting on the floor surrounded by the remains of her school bag. George had left me alone; he needed some time to talk up Angie, any who, I'm not bitter I swear. "Miss Granger, whatever is the matter?" I asked in my most charming voice, "Shut it Fred I'm not in the mood for your flirtatious nonsense." Hermione snapped. I blinked and shrugged off the insult to my ego, "Hermione, seriously what's wrong?" I asked again, giving her my most mature face. "My entire life is a mess right now, Harry's turned into a ticking time bomb for anger, Ron's being Ron, and OWLs start in three months, I'm so behind in everything!" she ranted in one breath…seriously her ability to do that still amazes me.
"So….you need a stress reliever?" I asked picking up her books and parchment and repairing her bag. "Yes and thank you for cleaning that up, it was the icing on the cake for today." She said as I handed her the bag, then I realized how heavy it was, "Um I'll carry it, don't want you breaking your back now do we? Harry and Ron might not survive without you." I said. She eyed me wearily, "Why are you doing this?" she asked with a frown. "Doing what? Being a nice brotherly figure, because at the moment you need one." I said carefully looking at her with an innocent look. She crossed her arms and popped out her hip, she raised an eyebrow, "Really? No ulterior motives, no pranks up your sleeves? Fred are you feeling okay?" she asked still skeptical. "Yes, 'Mione I'm fine, why must people assume that when I'm being nice it's to pull a prank, or ask a person out?" I asked slightly offended. "Because normally when you're nice you're either pulling a prank or asking some poor soul out." Hermione replied not missing a beat. "So Fred Weasley isn't allowed to be genuinely nice once and a while?" I asked squinting at her. "Well, I guess so….I'm just not used to you being nice to me." She said blushing slightly, looking at her toes. "Hermione I'm not mad, I understand….." I said looking at her (Or attempting to, she kept her head down) "You know what!" I dropped the bag and grabbed her arms, "Fred what are you doing?" she asked scared now. "Dance." I commanded, "WHAT?" she looked at me with a mix of anger and wonder in her chocolate brown eyes. "Dance…like this!" I said, I did a random floppy arm motion and jumped in a circle. "Wha-why?" she asked fighting the urge to giggle, I could see it exploding out of her though. "Trust me, you'll feel better!" I said winking at her, she thought about it then quickly joined in. we did this weird unnatural flopping motion for about five minutes before we both collapsed on a wall laughing and gasping for air.
"Fred that was quite fun, thank you!" she said after we calmed down, she leaned over and hugged me, my heart fluttered slightly, but I ignored it and hugged her back. I stood and pulled her up then grabbed her bag, "anytime, 'Mione and I mean that." I said with a wink and then I led her to the Common Room.