Lee and Hermione made it a habit to go to the Quidditch practices whenever they were able. Hermione would just watch, while listening to the side commentary of Lee. He claimed he was practicing too, but it sounded like he was just trying to get all the silliness out before the first match.
"And there goes a Weasley twin, both of them are quite fit I suppose, oh he's hit the bludger into outer space! And here comes Spinnet, long hair flowing behind her like the princess she is." He would say, making Hermione laugh. And it would just get more ridiculous as the night got later.
Hermione had the sneaking suspicion that if she wasn't there, he wouldn't be doing commentary. Sometimes, she would bring a bit of homework and he would be silent all night.
At the moment, they were just waiting for Fred and George to walk out of the locker rooms. They were chatting when one of the twins walked out. Hermione looked over and smiled at him.
"Hey George." Lee said, and the twin nodded. Hermione looked over at Lee, confused.
"Lee, that's Fred." She said, and Lee squinted a moment before shrugging.
"Bloody hell, I can never tell." He said, grinning at the twin who was laughing. Fred went to Hermione's side and slung an arm around her shoulder.
"Just goes to show who cares more about us." He said, faux-pouting at Lee. Hermione blushed ferociously, which made Lee grin.
"Ah, yes, apparently." He said, his eyes locked with hers. There was a moment of awkward silence before George walked out of the locker room.
"Oi, Georgie, looks like Hermione can tell us apart. Maybe its my dashing good looks." Fred said to his brother, who rolled his eyes.
"We look the exact same ya git." He said as they all began walking to the castle. They talked about how the practice went, Hermione trying to really understand what had happened. They got up to Gryffindor Tower, and all started to enter before Lee held her back.
"Can I talk to you for a moment?" HE asked her quietly, and she nodded. They waited for the twins to close the portrait hole before they began to speak.
"What is it Lee?" She asked him, tilting her head to the side slightly.
"I just wanted to say I'm sorry for embarrassing you earlier, I didn't mean to call anything out." He said, he looked genuinely upset with himself. Hermione put a hand onto his arm.
"Lee it's fine. I'm seriously okay." She said, giving him a smile. He let out a breath, relieved.
"Okay, good." HE said, and she started to turn to go through the portrait hole when he spoke again. "So how long have you fancied Fred?" He asked, and she turned back to him, red in the face once more.
"What?" She said quietly.
"Fred? Oh come off it, I can see they way you look at him, it's different from how you look at me and George." Lee said, raising his eyebrows.
"Lee, I'm not going to talk about this." She said, shaking her head.
"So I'm not getting a denial then?" He asked, pushing back a couple dreadlocks that had fallen into his face. She started to say something, but shut her mouth, pressing it into a thin line. He waited a moment for her to say something before grinning. "All right then. Well just so you know, you have my stamp of approval." He said as he stepped passed her and muttered the password to open up the portrait hole. He swept his arms in front of him, gesturing for her to enter first.
"Thanks Lee." She muttered as she stepped into the gaping hole in the wall.
"For?" She heard him say, and she gave him a significant look before entering into the common room.
"Ah, of course." She heard him say behind her, and she grinned.
"There you lot are, took your time with the chat I see. Well, when should we tick our calendar?" George said, and Hermione glanced at Lee, his face looked as puzzled as she was.
"I'm sorry, what are you talking about?" She asked, and George feigned shock.
"Well the wedding of course! As the only thing that takes that long to talk about is feelings. And you lot both walk in, smiling like a pair of loons. So of course, Lee proclaimed his love. Or was it our dear Hermione?" George finished his monologue and Hermione glanced at Fred, who was glaring at Lee.
"Neither, just had to run a joke by her for commentary. It's quite winded, as she had no problem telling me of course. Have to think something else up." Lee lied to him easily, and Hermione saw Fred relax, she tilted her head, wondering why he had been glaring at Lee.
"Can we hear it?" Fred asked enthusiastically, and Hermione glanced at Lee, who was staring at Fred. He seemed at a loss for words.
"Trust me Fred, that is one joke you never want to hear." Hermione said, making her way over to an empty table and taking a seat. Fred nodded, looking solemn. He patted Lee on the back as they walked over to join her.
"It's alright mate, I'm sure you were just having an off night. You will be funny again tomorrow." He said quite seriously. Hermione laughed, and didn't notice the beaming grin Fred had when she did. They all sat down with her and the boys talked about Quidditch until Hermione stood up, yawning.
"Alright boys, it's off to bed for me. See you lot in the morning." She said, she gave them a small wave and took the stairs to bed.
Lee turned slowly to look at Fred, who was staring at the stairs that led to the girl's dormitory that Hermione had just disappeared. He then glanced at George, who had also noticed where his twin was staring. He raised his eyebrows, then turned back to Fred.
"Oi, you could be a little less creepy." George said, and Fred looked at him.
"What are you talking about?" He asked, and George looked at him pointedly. Fred let out a sigh and placed his head in his hands.
"Do you fancy Hermione?" George asked his twin, who looked at him.
"Come off it mate. She's one of our best mates." Fred said, and both Lee and George continued to stare at him. "She's just…" He started, then placed his head back into his hands.
"She's just.." George said, hinting for Fred to speak.
"She's always nearby.. She laughs at my jokes… She's two years younger than us." Fred said, sounding defeated. "Two years, it's nothing. It'll go away." He said, and George glanced at Lee, who was grinning.
"Well mate, all I will say is you could do a lot worse." Lee said, and Fred gave him a tortured glance.
"Did you not hear me? She's only just fourteen." Fred said. "We," He circled his hand around the table, "are fifteen. That's not right." He said, and Lee shrugged.
"I'm just saying, few years down if no other girl catches your fancy, you could do a lot worse than Hermione." Lee said, George laughed and Fred glared at him.
"Lee, she has more brains than the lot of us. She won't go for a bloke like me." Fred said, and Lee shook his head.
"Mate, I'm pretty sure she's fancied you for a bit now. Now, I'm not saying go for it if it makes you feel weird. I'm just saying, if you lot still fancy each other in a couple years, why not give it a go?" Lee said, standing and letting out a yawn. "Anyway, it's bed for me. See you lot in the morning." Lee said, walking away.
"You think she fancies me?" Fred asked his twin softly, who shrugged a little.
"I couldn't say. What I can say though is I have noticed that she's around you loads more than she's around Lee and I. I can also tell you that she always chooses the seat next to you when she had a choice." He said gently, and Fred hit his head on the table softly.
"Do you think I fancy her?" Fred asked, his voice muffled slightly from being pressed against the wood.
"I'd say you do." George said, patting his twin on the back. "But I don't think it's wrong at all." He added, thinking about what Fred had said before. "I think, if you want to wait though you should, that you lot would make a good team." He said, and Fred looked up at him.
"You really think so?" He asked, lifting his head from the table.
"Yeah, I really do." George said solemnly. He then stood up and sighed. "We should get to bed." He said, and Fred nodded in agreement. They walked together to the dormitory, silent. It was going to be a long year.
A/N: This chapter is longer! YAY! Okay, so I know it might sound weird... Maybe it is for some people that they like each other at this stage? BUT if you read any of my other stories, I tend to draw a little from my own experience. From 13 to 15 i was infatuated (And not like a cute crush, we did.. things? Sneaking around at 13 is NOT a good idea btw) with somone that was 2 years older than me. Now, it didn't work out, he kinda just played with my heart a bit. But I'm not going to do that to these two. Much love- Bookworm