Two in a day! This takes place about a week later. Come on you guys! I know you can review more than that! I hope the lack of reviews is due to Christmas vacations away from computers and not because you don't like the story anymore. So please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please R&R.

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It had been about a week and Hermione and Fred still refused to speak to Ginny and George, unless they absolutely had to at meals. Mrs. Weasley noticed the glares the two would shoot at the others when they tried to make conversation and tried to get her children to tell her what had happened but no one would tell her. Harry had arrived the day before and everyone was up early to go to the Quidditch World Cup.

The group was walking to where the portkey was. Hermione was chatting with Harry, Ron, and Fred, whom she was holding hands with. Ginny and George walked behind the group sulking that their two best friends still refused to talk to them.

"You do realize this is all your fault, right?" Ginny muttered to George. She kept getting angry with him and blaming him periodically during the week when she would get really upset that Hermione was mad with her.

"Will you stop saying that?" George hissed at her. "I thought we agreed it was all our faults. I wrote to Lee the other day, apparently they sent him a howler, scared him half out of his witts. He knows what Hermione can do when she's angry, reminded me that she punched Malfoy a few months ago. I guess I should be thankful she didn't do that to me."

"You should be thankful Fred didn't get his beater's bat," Ginny said.

"That too. Thought when we get back to Hogwarts we should be extra careful 'cause then they can use magic on us. I have a feeling I don't want to be on the receiving end of any curse Hermione knows, or Fred for that matter."

"Why did you two even make that stupid bet in the first place?" Ginny asked angrily. "If you never made that damn bet then we wouldn't be in this mess."

"We never planned on them finding out!" He half yelled at her, he didn't want the couple to hear them talking about the bet, whenever it was brought up Hermione and Fred would start yelling at them again.

"You should have known they would find out, Hermione's the brightest witch of her age, and Fred may be lazy in school but he's not a complete moron."

"It seemed like a good idea at the time. I was fourteen and my brother was suddenly acting different because of a girl he met, obviously he like her even if he hadn't figured it out yet, I just wanted to know what other people thought on the matter."

"For two sickles."

"Well, of course, there's a fee for opinions, didn't you know?"

"You're a bloody idiot you know that right?"

"Look, quit getting mad at me, until they cool off we're stuck with each other and it's not helping if you're constantly insulting me."

"Well then stop doing things that cause you to deserve me to insult you."

"I did nothing of the sort."

"Oh, yes you did."

"Name three."

"The bet, the bet, the damn bloody bet!"

"Name three more."

"Shut up you idiot!"

"Will you quit calling me that?"

"Not until you stop being an idiot!"

"Just at the top of the hill, kids!" Mr. Weasley called.

"Come one 'Mione," Fred said moving so Hermione could climb on his back. "I'll carry you."

"You don't have to do that," she said blushing.

"But I want to so get on," he insisted.

"Oh, alright then," she said climbing onto his back. She hooked her legs around his waist, with his arms hooked under her knees so she wouldn't slide off, and her arms place around his neck. He started to climb the hill, they were now at the back of the group since they had stopped for Fred to pick her up. Hermione rested her head on his shoulder.

"You know, I almost miss talking to Ginny," she said. He was startled a bit because he wasn't expecting her voice to be so close to his ear.

"You're not thinking of forgiving them just yet are you?" he asked.

"No, I'll wait until after we get them back, I'm just saying, I miss her is all. Don't tell me you don't miss George."

"Of course I do, he's my other half, in a brother way, not the way you are to me, but he still betrayed me and it's gonna be hard for me to trust him again."

"I know what you mean," Hermione sighed. "What do you think your mum would do if she found out what they did?"

"Probably yell at them so much their grandkids will hear it," Fred said chuckling at his joke.

When they reached the top of the hill Fred let Hermione get off of his back and took her hand again. They walked over to where the others were talking to a man and a boy that looked to be only a year older than Fred and George.

"Oh, and this is my other son, Fred, and his girlfriend, Hermione Granger," Mr. Weasley said to the other man indicating the couple who waved politely at the other two. "Fred, Hermione, this is Amos Diggory and his song Cedric."

When Mr. Weasley introduced Cedric Fred visibly stiffened. He remembered him now, he was seeker on the Hufflepuff Quidditch team. He had caught the snitch during the game when Harry fell off of his broom. Fred thought it was unfair that they would let it count when Harry had fallen more than fifty feet but Madame Hooch said it was perfectly fair. Cedric smiled at Hermione and Fred glared at him and put his arm around her shoulders.

They all gathered around the old boot that would take them to the camp site for the World Cup. Hermione had wound up in between Fred and Cedric, much to Fred's displeasure. Since they were quite a few of them around the boot Cedric was much to close to Hermione for Fred's liking so he put his arm around her waist and pulled her closer to him, still glaring at Cedric.

When they arrived at the campsite, everyone had fallen except for the two adults and Cedric.

"Need help?" he asked offering his hand to Hermione while smiling at her. Fred, however, was already up and helping his girlfriend up. When they were both standing he put his arm around her again.

The two groups got their field assignments and parted. When they got to their site Hermione and Harry had to help Mr. Weasley set up the tent while the other three watched their dad, and in one case girlfriend, in amusement.

Ginny and George kept looking over at Fred and Hermione, they really did miss their best friends.

"Do you think they'll ever forgive us, Gin?" George whispered sadly to his sister.

"I hope so," she said looking over at the couple for just about the millionth time that day. "They have to right? We're their best friends."

"Well, Hermione still has Harry and Ron," George pointed out.

"Yeah, and last time I checked neither one was a girl that was willing to listen to her relationship troubles," she retorted hotly.

"Okay, I see your point there."

"Exactly, so they have to forgive us, I'm Hermione's girl best friend and you're Fred's twin, they need us. Once they realize it they'll forgive us right away and everything can go right back to normal."

"That's a nice little fantasy world you're living in, Gin. Just look at them, they're happy without us."

"Well then we need to show them that they really do need us."

"And how are we going to do that?"

"When Bill and Charlie get here we'll get them to help cause a little mischief between the happy couple and they'll realize that they need to come to us and they'll forgive us right."

"That's a nice little play you've got there, there's just one flaw."

"And that would be..."

"Bill and Charlie made it very clear that they think meddling with other people's relationships is wrong. And I agree, now that I see the consequences. I'm not going to help you with that, Gin."

"Fine, I'll see if Harry, and Ron will help."

"They're kind of staying out of it as well, I already asked them if they could talk to the other two and they said no."

"Well, I would say tell mum, but she'd be furious with us and would take their side immediately."

"Percy?"

"Oh, yeah. Because Percy would be so willing to help you after all of the pranks you and Fred have done to him."

"But Fred helped with those pranks so maybe he would take our side."

"Doubt it, he hates meddling just as much as Bill and Charlie do. Besides, he's just like Hermione, he would take her side in a second."

"Well then what are we supposed to do? Everyone is siding with them and they all seem to hate us," Ginny said tearing up.

"Calm down, Gin. No one hates us," George said putting a comforting arm around his sister.

"Yes, they all hate us, Hermione, Fred, Bill, Charlie, Percy, Ron, Harry, and mum and dad would hate us too if they knew what we did," Ginny said, tears escaping.

"Ginny, come on, don't cry. Nobody hates us. We just have to let them cool off and then everything will go back to normal," George said trying to calm her down.

"No, things will never go back to normal. We've really messed up this time George. They'll never forgive us because they hate us," Ginny said silent hysteria.

"Will you stop saying that? They don't hate us, they're just really angry with us, but they'll forgive us eventually," George said still trying to get her to stop crying.

"I just want my best friend back," Ginny said crying into George's shoulder.

Fred looked up and saw that George and Ginny were silently fighting. Ginny had been looking close to tears the whole argument. She said something and that's when he noticed that tears had started to fall. He was curious what they were fighting about, Ginny hardly ever cried, but since he was still angry with them he couldn't go up and ask them. He nudged Hermione and nodded towards his brother and sister who was crying into the former's shoulder.

"What do you think they're talking about?" he asked.

"I don't know," she said frowning. "Can't we just forget about our revenge and just forgive them? What if it's us Ginny's crying about? I'd feel horrible for making her cry."

"Hermione, they made a bet about when I would ask you out, and you feel bad because Ginny might be crying about you?" Fred asked her incredulously.

"Well...yeah?" Hermione said sheepishly.

"You're too nice for your own good," Fred said shaking his head.

"Please can't we forgive them?" Hermione asked giving him the puppy dog eyes he's used on her many times before.

"Nope, nuh uh. Not gonna work," he said shaking his head again. "It's only one more week then we can get the three of them back and be friends with them again. I don't want to forgive them until we've made all three of them regret what they did."

"But don't you think yelling at them and sending Lee and howler would make them regret it enough?"

"No, not enough."

"Please?"

"No."

"Come on Fred, please?"

"No, they're lucky that we're planning on forgiving them at all."

"Please?"

"Oh, alright! But not until after the World Cup."

"How about tomorrow? Let them sweat it out for the rest of the day and most of tomorrow then forgive them after dinner tomorrow."

"You're a devious little girl, you know that?"

"Yup, I think I've been around you too much."

"I don't think you've been around me enough."

"And who exactly came up with our previous idea to get them back?"

"...You."

"Exactly."

"...I think you've been around me too much."

"I know."

"That's not going to change though."

"Nope."

"Good."

Ah! So I added a teeny bit of jealousy into the mix. And George and Ginny's views on things and such. When I was a lot younger I would always imagine Cedric going out with Hermione, don't ask me why, but I did. So I thought I'd throw in a blast from my past, so to speak. So is it just me or does anyone else want a boyfriend like Fred? Review please!