*By : Super Girl*
Authors Note: This is the fourth chapter in this series, its Hermione/George and for everyone whos been waiting, we will see some Romance! Please R/R No Flames!
Disclaimer: None is mine.
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The next week, the night before, Hermione found the same note to be at the Charm's classroom at Seven Sharp. This time, she had some ideas and was ready.
Early the next morning, Hermione woke up a little later then usual and had no time to talk with Lily. Hermione had still been debating if she should tell Harry about the diary and wondered what could happen. Harry might get angry.
Hermione, ate breakfast with Harry and Ron. George and Fred were sitting across from them and George noticed Ron watching Hermione. He smiled to himself and continued eating. Hermione was writing on some looseleaf, her plans for the decorating commitee, when Malfoy came over.
"How it going mudblood? Working on the wittle dance with the poor wittle Weaslys?" Malfoy said. Hermione gave him an evil stare at Ron jumped up. But George got there first. He grabbed Malfoy by the neck of his robes and told him to bug off. Malfoy, being freaked out,listened and ran back to the Slytherin table.
"Stupid nanny boy." George muttered calmly. Ron looked approving.
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Hermione couldn't wait for the meeting tonight. Ready to talk about her ideas, she had come up with, with the help of Lily.
After classes she went to watch Harry practice Quidditch. She and Ron sat on the benches watching Harry.
"Wow, wish I had a broom like that." Ron said in awe. Hermione smiled.
"Harry wishes he had your life and all you want is his broom?" Hermione chuckled and took out the diary. She began talking with Lily again.
Hello Lily.
Hello Hermione.
I'm watching Harry play Quidditch now.
Really? Is he good?
Yes, very hes a seeker.
Wow, thats a good posistion. I hear James and Sirius talking about Quidditch all the time. James a chaser.
Neat. Are you and James going out.
No..we're not. Why?
I'm curious again.
Well its alright to be curious.
"Hermione?" Ron said quietly, his voice shaking. Hermione looked up expectantly, when the one thing she hadn't been dreaming of happened.
Ron kissed her right on the lips in front of the entire Quidditch team. Hermione was so shocked she just stood there with her eyes squeezed shut waiting for it to be over. Finally he let go.
Hermione stared at him. Not knowing what to say. The team was watching them from up on the sky on their brooms. Finally Ron spoke.
"Hermione? Will you go to the ball with me?" He asked her. Hermione was to shocked to speak. She didn't know what to do. The team was watching her and Hermione was afraid she would burst into tears of humiliation. Why did he do that? In front of everyone.
Not knowing what to do, she just knew she had to get out of there. She had to get away from Ron, the team, their staring. She got up and ran away from there. Running back to the castle, in through the main doors, up the hall and to the fat ladies portrait.
She stopped paintng, tears streaming down her face.
"P-pixie dust" She stammered. She ran through the common room, up the stairs, into her room and into the bathroom and locked the door.
She leaned against the door, and sank to the floor. Why was she crying? She had wanted Ron to ask her, but, she didn't like him anymore. Only as a friend. She liked other guys more. Plus he kissed her in front of everyone embarassing her immensly. She took out her diary.
Lily? She wrote, still crying.
Yes?
Something bad just happened.
What?
Well,it wasn't that bad, but when I was watching the Quidditch practice, Ron kissed me and asked me to go to the ball with him. I wanted to last year but I didn't like him anymore this year. So I ran away from him with out answering. I was humiliated. In front of the whole Quidditch team this happened!
Oh My. Are you crying.
Yes, alot.
I can tell, the pages are getting wet.
I don't want to go with him. Not any more.
Who do you want to go with?
I don't know. I'm beginning to like so many boys now. Stupid Hormones!
Hermione, I think you need to calm down. Take a nap now.
Alright. Thanks Lily.
Any time Hermione, any time.
Hermione shut the book, but was too ashamed to leave the bathroom, instead she pulled her knees to her chest and rested her head down on them and slowly drifted off to sleep.
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When Hermione woke up it was six o'clock. She decided she would go down to dinner but she couldn't talk to Ron or anyone who saw the kiss. She was to nervous and still upset.
She opened the door a bit and saw Parvarti brushing her hair. Hermione stepped out.
"Hermione! Your eyes are all red! How come? Go wash your face." She said. Hermione washed her face and attempted to comb her bushy hair but settled with what she had.
"I just, didn't get enough sleep and when I don't sleep I get red eyes." Hermione lied. "Parvarti? Can I eat dinner with you? I need to be away from Harry Ron and the guys tonight."
Parvarti was taken back but smiled. "Sure. Afterwards we can walk to the meeting together!
The Meeting! She had completely forgotten. She had to go though.
"Alright." Hermione mumbled weakly.
"Good. Lets go now." Parvarti walked infront of Hermione and down the stairs. She could hear the Quidditch team, and Harry and Ron talking and when she came downstairs. Harry called her over. She looked at him and ignored him, walked right past them all and out of the common room.
She could see Harry's surprised face when she ignored him but she didn't care. She was still humiliated.
She and Parvarti walked together downstairs they sat at the far end of the table near Lavendar and started to eat their food. Eventually, Harry and Ron came downstairs and Harry was once again surprised that Hermione refused to sit where she always did, right between him and Ron.
She could tell Harry was trying to get her eye all through out dinner but she ignored him and ate quickly. After she was done, she and Parvarti walked out of the Great Hall and headed to the Charms room to set up.
Hermione braced herself as she walked in and saw Fred and George there talking. When she walked in, she avoided her glances. She had all her ideas ready but was silent as much as she could during the meeting, still avoiding her glances. She allowed Parvarti to talk.
"Well, we better wrap this up, its nine-thirty." Fred said consulting her watch. Hermione wanted to stay behind a little and examine where she had found the diary. Everyone piled out and she stayed behind. After a few minutes, George walked back in.
Hermione was surprised, George had seen the kiss too and she didn't want to talk to him.
"Hermione, can we talk." He asked her sitting. Hermione shrugged.
"How come you ran away from Ron?" He asked her.
"Were you the one who pulled the short straw tonight? Were you the one begged to come here and ask me that? I don't think its anyone's buisness till I decide to sort things out. Truthfully, I don't even know why I did it, I was-"
Hermione was cut off and the second time that day, she was kissed. Only this time by George.
It was nothing like Ron's. George lips burnt and she fell into the kiss. What was she doing? She had no idea. She just knew it felt right. For once she didn't listen to her brain. Finally they pulled away and George looked at her, his lips red and wet and she stared at him.
"I like you Hermione." He finally said. Hermione got scared. A guy had never really, truly liked her. Plus he had kissed with so much passion. "I really do."
Hermione nodded. Now she knew who she really liked. Not Ron, but his older brother George. And he liked her back.
"I like you to." She said. He smiled at her and kissed her once more.
"I've been meaning to ask you this for a while. But, um, will you go out with me?" He asked her. Hermione froze and she could tell that George was afraid she would run. She only ran from Ron cause it turned out to be so horrible. She had really been liking George and not admitting it to herself. Till now.
"Alright. But you can't tell anyone. Not yet. OK?" She asked him he nodded and she waved and walked out of the classroom.
She couldn't believe it. She had seriously fallen rock hard for George and she could tell it was real because of the way she felt. She thought about Ron and Harry. They were looking for her and she still wasn't ready to face them. Suddenly she felt mad.Mad at Ron for making her go through last year thinking he liked me then she lost interest. She clenched her fist very mad. The games boys play! She hoped George was for real though. She hoped.
"Pixie Dust." She said as she reached the portrait. Harry and Ron were sitting on a couch talking to each other. She avoided there glances and walked towards the stairs getting scarder and angrier by the minute. Harry ran infront of her as she reached the stairs blocking her way. Ron was still at the couch.
"Hermione, I need to talk to you." He said. Hermione suddenly became very sad, scared, embaressed and angry.
"Move Harry." She said as calmly as she could her voice shaking. He shook his head.
"Talk to us." He pleaded. She shook her head as she began to cry. He softened a bit when she did, she took this chance to push past him and run upstairs. Harry stood at the bottem looking sad. She hated to disappoint but things were happening so fast that she forgot to talk to Lily. She just crashed into bed, pulled her hangings shut and cried herself to sleep.
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Authors Note: Well, that was an interesting chapter! I enjoyed writing it so much thats why its so long! LOL I hope you like it! Please read! I'm already working on the next chapter!