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Chapter Ten
George could never understand the need for dress robes. The mere thought of putting on layer after layer of hot, itchy clothing made him shudder; so it was with a heavy heart did he and his twin, alongside Ron and Harry, drag themselves away from the frivolity of the snowball fight they had been having and got appropriately suited up for the Yule Ball.
"Tonight is the night Georgie boy, that Angelina Johnson will accept the honorary title of 'Fred Weasley's Girlfriend', should it all go to plan." His twin exclaimed as he pranced around in his many shirts and perfectly tied bow-tie, a mere pair of boxers shielding the world from his lower half. Boxers, in particular, that were covered in what could only be described as a hideous floral pattern, consisting of green, purple and orange splodges.
"Not if she catches sight of those boxers, you prat!" George muttered frustratedly, his numerous attempts at tying his own tie having failed. He didn't even know where his wand was, no doubt hidden beneath the large pile of robes remaining on his bed. "Freddie,"He moaned, "Be a dear and please help me,", giving up on the ridiculously unnecessary item of clothing.
"Ooh lovey, moan any louder and people may wonder what we get up to in her!" Fred laughed, bounding over to his brother as he tried to pull on his trousers at the same time, the result of the two tasks ending in both twins on the floor. "Oi George, ger'off me!" He shouted indignantly, when in fact George was pinned under his brother.
"Fred you prat, get off! I need my tie done or Katie will be up her looking to know why I'm late!" He shouted, frustration evident in his voice. He didn't even know why he was taking bloody Katie Bell to the Ball. The poor girl was obsessed with the twins, namely George. However, it was unrequited love on his behalf. Every Christmas, Valentine's Day, birthday and Halloween he would receive a box of pink Sugar Quills, which incidentally were his favourite, which he fed to the House elves whenever he was up late in the Common Room.
See House Elves loved Sugar Quills, and were immune to Love Potions; George however, was not.
"I wonder who Ronniekins and Potty are taking?" George asked absent mindedly as Fred pulled him to his feet and proceeded in tying his twin's tie.
"Harry told me earlier, the Patil twins apparently. I knew Ron had a thing for twins," Fred smirked as he finished the tie, slapping his brother on the arse as he walked past, earning an indignant 'Oi you git' From George. "Although I did always think he had a thing from Granger," He said thoughtfully a few minutes later, as he slapped some aftershave on.
George paused at this. He had thought so too. "Yeah, but Granger's got a date hasn't she?" He said, knowing full well she had a date.
"So we hear Georgie, but I'll wait and see for myself," Fred said as he smirked and left his brother to finish getting ready, "Probably a book!" He called behind him.
"Not funny, Fred," George muttered darkly.
"Oh George! You're finally ready! I've been waiting ages, do you know how rude that is to keep som.." Katie shrieked at her date, causing him to flinch as he descended the final few steps into the Common Room.
"You look lovely too Katie, now shall we go?" He said dejectedly, already resigning himself to a night of torture. She smiled brilliliantly at his half hearted comment and took his proffered arm as they left the room and walked quickly towards the Great Hall.
As they walked, he wondered to himself who Hermione had chosen as her date. It wasn't Ron, or Harry. Or Neville, as he was taking Ginny. And Seamus was taking Lavender. So who then?
Maybe someone from the library? There could be more than one reason as to why she spent all her time there, aside from books. Smiling to himself at the thought of Hermione allowing anyone to desecrate the sacred library, he had to stifle a laugh.
"What's so funny?" Katie asked as she heard his fake cough, Is there something on my dress? My hair? My face?!" She almost shrieked again as George continued to laugh, the thoughts in his head amusing him greatly.
"Come on, we're going to be late!" Katie huffed as she withdrew her arm from around his and stormed ahead, stopping several yards later to retake his arm in her own and pout attractively to him. Or so, what he probably imagined she thought was attractive. Merlin, girls are twisted, he thought to himself.
"Oh when are they going to open the bloody doors? My feet hurt already and I promised Cormac McLaggen I'd dance with him.." Katie huffed as she bounced from one foot to another, impatience radiating from her.
George still hadn't seen Hermione, and Harry had been ushered off by McGonagall earlier on as he was to dance as a Champion. Ron and Ginny had migrated with their dates to where George now stood with his twin. "Any of you lot seen Hermione?" Ron asked as he plucked a loose thread from his dress robes. Poor soul, George thought.
"No, why would we? She's probably holed up in the library with a book instead of being normal." Katie snorted at her own scenario, finding something incredibly funny. All the present Weasleys and their dates glared at the witch, finding her statement rather rude. Fred and Ron may tease her, but in terms of it all, she was family. It was different when others did it.
"Katie do you have to be so blo.." George started, when the doors finally opened and the four Champions gracefully walked past, three couples basking in the glory. Fleur Delacour led the procession, a smug looking Roger Davies hanging on her arm. Viktor Krum followed, his date currently hidden by his bulky frame, though she would soon come into sight. Cedric Diggory and Cho followed, ending with Harry and the other Patil twin. He could never tell them apart, bloody twins.
As they swam through the crowd, a petite brunette was seen to be accompanying Krum as she daintily followed his lead. Her hair was sleek and tied up in a neat chignon atop of her head, a few loose tendrils framing her delicate face. Her periwinkle robes glistened under the twinkling lights of the castle, and her envious figure was on display, her expertly falling robes accentuating her every curve.
"Bloody hell! Is that..!" Ron whispered.
"Hermione," George breathe, shock filling every inch of his body.
"What's she doing with Krum?" Katie huffed, folding her arms and looking a second away from stomping her foot like a spoilt child.
Of course, someone as brilliant as Hermione would accompany someone as brilliant as Krum. He was an international Quidditch player, for Merlin's sakes, world renowned! And what could George Weasley ever do in comparison but pull pranks?
A part of him felt happy for the brunette, that she was finally coming out of her shell a bit. The other part of him wanted to turn and walk away, spent the entire night in the Common Room instead of seeing her this happy with someone else.
But when she caught his eye, and smiled the smile she reserved only for him, his heart melted a little, and he followed her inside with the crowd.
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