Chapter 4: The good, bad girl
"Shall I walk you to class?" asked George with a semi-nervous smile. They were in the Entrance Hall and the two were shyly standing off to the side by the staircases.

"Sure, why not? What do you have now?" inquired Hermione.

"Charms, you?" answered George.

"Transfiguration, you know what. Can I see your schedule for a sec?" Hermione said, holding out her hand.

"Here you go," said George handing her his schedule a tad confused as to what she was about to do.

After performing a copying spell on the piece of paper another one appeared, and she did the same with her own schedule.

They both smiled as she handed over his original and her copy of schedules.

Hermione and George walked slowly down the hall holding hands, talking. In the middle of a corridor, almost to transfiguration, Peeves came zooming out of a classroom with bits of chalk ready for use as ammunition. He spotted George and Hermione hand-in-hand and, in shock, dropped his arm full of chalk on Professor Flitwick and a group of third-year passer-bys.

"What's this?!" he cackled, "Georgey Porgey has a gwirl frwend! Aww! Eugh!!!!!" he screamed as he screwed up his face and covered his ears and soared down the hall.

"I used to like you George! That just ruins it!" he, literally, screamed his head off down the hall.

""Hm, how can he tell you apart from Fred?" asked Hermione, the only one picking up on that.

"Fred and I asked him to help us pull a prank last year, I was surprised he agreed to help a student, then again it was on Snape, and I guess he learned then. Wow, I didn't know he actually liked me though, well, you learn something new everyday." He said with a shrug.

Suddenly Hermione was looking at him with an evil glint in her eye.

"What?" George asked nervously, he didn't like that look, it was scary coming from Hermione.

"I have an idea." She smiled menacingly, "you have a hole 4th hour? That's Care of Magical Creatures for me. Can you meet me in the Room of Requirement then?"

"Ooooh little miss prefect's going to skip out on a class?" teased George.

"No silly, I'm going to fall ill with a high fever and have to come inside to the Hospital Wing, now won't I?" smugly smiled Hermione.

Almost immediately George caught on to what Hermione was saying and before she finished her sentence he was pulling out a box of sweets. He handed her an orange and purple sweet, "orange goes up, and purple to come down. Got it?" he asked her quietly as he bent down to give her the candy.

"Mhm, got it." She said before smiling and turning to go into Transfiguration.