Chapter Four
The next few weeks passed by without any real drama. Just the usual Quidditch, chess, meals and chats between everyone. Well that's until their trip the week before term started.
"Children get down here! We're leaving in five minutes!" Mrs. Weasley called up the stairs to everyone.
"Yes Mum!" Ginny screamed down the hallway. "Come on Hermione we have to hurry up and get dressed and you're going to look dashing." Ginny turned and told the girl sitting on her bed. Ginny had been working on Hermione's hair for the past hour and a half and it was now perfectly straight and extremely shimmery.
"Ginny come on, I'll just wear some jeans and a shirt." Hermione protested but Ginny just ignored her rummaging through her closet.
"Oh no you won't. You'll wear this." She exclaimed holding up a pair of low rider jeans and a halter top. Hermione grimaced at the outfit.
"No Ginny I refuse to wear that!" Hermione shrieked.
"Hermione just put it on!" Ginny scolded and Hermione realized she couldn't fight her way out of this one.
"Ok fine." she grumbled and slipped into the jeans and shirt, which showed some of her stomach. Hermione gasped. "This shirt is too small!" she said in despair.
"No it's not. It's supposed to do that. hermione I don't care what you say, you have a good body and don't let anyone else tell you different." Ginny sighed and turned back to putting her hair up. Hermione glanced in the full legnth mirror and secretly admired the new person standing before her.
"That doesn't even look like me."
"Come on Mum'll be in a right state if we don't get down there in ten seconds!" Ginny exclaimed grabbing Hermione's arm and dragging her from the room and down the stairs.
"Hermione, Ginny get down - " Mrs. Weasley started but stopped as she saw them rushing down the stairs. "Hermione you look gorgeous as do you Ginny" she complimented looking over the girls. "Now let's go." The three of them hurried into the kitchen and saw all the boys standing there already. George, fred, Ron and Harry looked at Hermione astonished.
"Doesn't she look dashing?" Ginny asked as she pushed Hermione foward and to the fire place. "Ladies first." Hermione grabbed a bit of floo powder and stepped ito the fire place.
"Diagon Alley!" She said clearly and threw down the powder, then vanished in a swirl of green flames.
"Ginny what did you do to her?" George choked out. Ginny looked at him disapprovingly.
"Don't tell me you don't like it! I did all that just for you because we all know you fancy her!" Ginny asked shrilly anger flushing in her face.
"What? You fancy Hermione?" Ron asked clearly puzzled and George swallowed.
"A tad bit yes." He replied quickly. " Now can we just drop it and leave." He hissed as Mrs. Weasley came back into the kitchen.
"Ginny you go, then Harry then Ron and then George then Fred and them me. Go go now!" Mrs. Weasley said and they then each took their turn going into the fire place.
Hermione arrived in The Leaky Cauldren and sat down at a table and waited for the others. She saw Ginny arrive and waved her over.
"What took you so long Gin?" Hermione asked eyeing her.
"Well we had a bit of a hold up" was her reply as she laughed and sat across from her friend. Shortly after she did so everyone else started arriving in time and everyone joined them. Hermione was trapped by George on one side and Fred on the other and Ginny by Harry and Ron. Mrs. weasley went to go get them quick drinks.
"Well Hermione how do you like being in a twin sandwitch?" Ginny asked grinning.
"It's not too extremely awful." Hermione repled laughing slightly. "How do you like being in an...idiot sandwitch" she asked Ginny who now turned slightly red.
"Hey i resent that!" Harry said sounding slightly annoyed.
"Sure you do mate" Fred and George replied in unision and everyone laughed.
"Ok the drinks can wait until later, let's go!" Mrs. Weasley came back, her face a bit flushed and they all hurried out of the pub and towards Gringotts. Hermione was glancing around when someone bumped into her.
"Watch it...Wait Granger?" came the drawling voice of none other than Draco Malfoy.
"What do you want Malfoy?" Hermione asked glaring at him.
"Watch your temper Mudblood." he jeered, Harry came over and scowled at Malfoy.
"Look Harry you and the others start back towards the bank..I'll catch up." Hermione said icily. Harry glanced nervously at her then turned and started to leave. The rest of the Weasleys were watching.
"She said to keep going." Harry informed them when he got back to them.
"What is she crazy? We're not going to leave her alone with that...that slime are we?" George hissed and glared at Harry who shook his head.
"We're not leaving but we're staying right where we are." he said glaring back at George.
"So Mudblood where have you been? I've missed picking on you." Malfoy drawled and glanced at Hermione.
"I haven't missed you at all what so ever and as to your question it's none of your bloody business." Hermione spat at him.
"Like I said before Mudblood watch your temper and your foul mouth" he said his voice full of venom. "And I advise you to stop hanging around your nosy "friends" and find better company and also tell that George boy that you don't like him, he does fancy you even though I don't see how anyone could stoop low enough to do that." Malfoy said smirking. Hermione was now shaking with rage and her face paled.
"Well you know what you stupid git, I have no problem with my friends, they're not nosy and I love them and well what if I'm glad that George fancies me hm? What if I fancy him back? What if I don't like you telling me who not to like and not to be friends with?" Hermione said in a dangerously soft voice.
"Well do you fancy that pathetic excuse for a wizard?" Malfoy sneered loud enough for the others to hear.
"His name is George Fredrick Weasley and yes I do but why should it matter to you?" Hermione nearly screamed in his face.