Chapter Three, Job
Hermione woke up very excited. It was her firtst day at her new job. She was going to work and Borgan and Burks book store. She was trilled. She hopped out of bed and got dressed. She ran downstairs and saw Mrs. Weasley and Fred eating some toast.
"Well, I must be off to my new job. Thank you for the toast Mrs. Weasley." Hermione was half way out the door.
"Oh Hermione." Mrs. Weasley chirrped. "Do you mind going with Fred. He got a job there too."
Hermione's stomach dropped. She turned around to see Fred smiling at her. She glared and shook her head at him.
"Of course." Hermione pretended to smile.
Fred finished eating and glided over to her.
"Shall we," Fred put his arm out.
"I hate you, I hate you so much," Hermione whispered to him.
"I'll take that as a yes." Fred hooked his arm around Hermione an aporated out.
Hermione coughed hard when they got there. She had never aporated before and she felt very dizzy after.
"You could have warned me." Hermione choked.
"That's no fun now, is it" Fred walked by her and into the store.
"It's not fun when it hurts." Hermione kealed over.
"Sorry," Fred stepped in the door.
Hermione followed still glaring at him. She saw Mr. Borgan smiling at them as they walked in.
"Hello dears," the small man said. "How are we today?"
"Good," Fred answered.
"Perfect," Hermione gritted her teeth.
"Good, we need happy staff." Mr. Borgan winked at them.
He pointed them to were they should start working and they both went to it. It was about three hours until Fred came up to Hermione.
"Hello," Fred smiled.
"Go away," Hermione said hotly.
"Ah, I feel so, so hurt." Fred joked. He leaned against one of the shelves.
"So Granger. how 'bout we ditch this place and hang out somewhere more fun." Fred mused.
"How 'bout we don't."
"What did I do to make you hate me?"
"Why did you want a job here? Did you do it just to bug me?"
"Of course not. My mum made me," Fred explained.
"Oh, then I guess I don't hate you that much." Hermione smiled.
Fred and Hermione started walking towards the other side of the book shelf when they both tripped on an oped book on the floor. They toppled onto the ground. Hermione landed on her back and Fred was on top of her. They both laughed.
"We keep meeting up like this." Fred said.
"Yeah, we really should learn how to walk, shouldn't we."
They both stared in each others eyes. It was the first time Fred had realized that Hermione was actually very pretty. No, not pretty, beautiful. Hermione was beautiful, Fred just stared at her busshy curls and big brown eyes. He moved one strand of hair out of her face. Hermione smiled and began to think he would kiss her. No, he wouldn't. would he? Hermione thought to herself. They both heard a bell which meant they had a customer. Fred jumped up and held out a hand for her. She grabbed it and he lifted her up. She wanted to kiss him again. She knew it would probabaly never happen and that she should just forget about it. Except she couldn't forget about it. She desperatly wanted to kiss him.
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A few weeks passed and the feeling never went away. Fred and Hermione became very good friends during those few weeks. They spent every second together even after their shifts were over. Fred had offered to teach her how to play quidditch. It took her a while but she finally beat him in a game. The whole house noticed that they were both happier when they were around each other.
Hermione's crush only got worse through the weeks but she ignored it. Fred on the other hand started to like her too. George told Ginny that Fred wouldn't shut up about her.
The Weasley's tournament was two days away and Mr. and Mrs. Weasley were planning it out. It was hard to think of three hardcore events, but when they did they began to prepare the house for it.
