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(AN:Okay, the first thing that Hermione thinks is a flashback, that you might not know if you haven't read the book, but it's not TOO important to the story.)
Hermione waited patiently in the great hall for the students to arrive.As she gazed at the starry sky, she thought of the days when she went to Hogwarts.
"Well then you know what to do next time, don't you?"
"Ask me before...."
Now that she was the charms teacher at Hogwarts, those days were over. She sighed and walked into the hall to meet Harry.
"Hello professor," he said in a sarcastic tone.
"Remember, I can say the same to you," she said as she flashed him a smile.
"How's Ron?" she said in a more serius tone.
"A little more than fine."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"He's hardly there. He's daydreaming about you most of the time."
"At that Hermione blushed and then asked:"Really?"
"OF COURSE really,: Harry said encouragingly.
"I know he'd like to see you again."
"Well, I'm really busy...," Hermione said hesitantly.
"Don't tell me you can't go to London for the weekend. You shouldn't give up the chance...."
Just then, Hagrid came in leading the new first years. Harry and Hermione rushed into the great hall taking their seats. Soon the new students entered and Dumbeldore stood up.
"I would like to introduce two new teachers to you. Ms. Granger--your new charms teacher, and Mr. Potter--"
At Harry's name there were gasps and whispers from the first years.
"Mr. Potter--your new defense against the dark arts teacher."
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The students were sorted, and the feast began. Just then, a chocolate colored owl flew in and dropped a package in front of Harry which read:
"To you with all our mischief,
Gred and Forge."
At first, Harry didn't trust to open it, but finally unwrapped the package. Inside were some strangely colored taffies and another note which read:
"Try these out on some unsuspecting students."
Harry smiled and set the package aside. He knew well enough that the food inside was not really intended to be used on students.
Fred and George were always sending Harry new inventions to use on Hermione. He had learned by now to just throw their "gifts" away. In fact, he still remembered....
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FLASHBACK:
Fred, George, Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny sat around the diner table at the Weasleys. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley had gone to visit Charlie again, and since they had grown, they were all alone.
At that time, Fred jumped up from the table, whispered somthing in George's ear, and they both walked into the kitchen. When they returned, they were both carring a tray full of small cakes.
"Mum left these for us," George commented.
"Why don't you have one, Hermione?" Fred said quickly.
"Well,...." Hermione trailed off.
Fred and George grinned at her in the most innocent way they could, which wasn't bery convincing. Hermione slowly reached out her hand uncertainly and took one.
"And you Ron?" George urged.
Ron blinked a few times, then chose one as well.
Ginny reached for one of the cakes, but Fred pulled the tray away almost whispering:
"You don't need one."
She looked puzzled, but then gave the twins a sly grin.
At that moment, both Hermione and Ron took a bit of their cakes. The twins tackled Harry under the table as the two left sitting, Ron and Hermione, looked up at each other.
"Oh no," Harry groaned.
He knew what Fred and George had created. They had put a love potion in the cakes. Now, once again, there would be chaos in the burrow.
Harry, Ginny, Fred and George arose from under the the table only to find that both Ron and Hermione were on top of the table kissing. Apparently, they had both crawled to each other.
"Oh, how romantic," Ginny breathed.
"Well, Fred, our creation's worked," George said trying to hold back laughter.
Fred snickered.
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Harry barely noticed that the feast was over. Hermione had gotten him out of his seat, and was leading him by the arm down the hall.
"Harry, what's the matter? It's as if you were in a trance. I think you need to get some rest. Ahhh, here's your room."
"Ummm, thanks Hermione," Harry said sleepily.
"Are you sick?" Hermione said in a worried tone.
She put her hand on his forehead, but he pulled away, insisting he was fine.
"I guess I just need some sleep," Harry said.
"Okay, see you tomorrow then," Hermione answered walking away.
"And you'll see someone else,...." Harry said softly as he walked through the door to his room.
(AN:Okay, the first thing that Hermione thinks is a flashback, that you might not know if you haven't read the book, but it's not TOO important to the story.)
Hermione waited patiently in the great hall for the students to arrive.As she gazed at the starry sky, she thought of the days when she went to Hogwarts.
"Well then you know what to do next time, don't you?"
"Ask me before...."
Now that she was the charms teacher at Hogwarts, those days were over. She sighed and walked into the hall to meet Harry.
"Hello professor," he said in a sarcastic tone.
"Remember, I can say the same to you," she said as she flashed him a smile.
"How's Ron?" she said in a more serius tone.
"A little more than fine."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"He's hardly there. He's daydreaming about you most of the time."
"At that Hermione blushed and then asked:"Really?"
"OF COURSE really,: Harry said encouragingly.
"I know he'd like to see you again."
"Well, I'm really busy...," Hermione said hesitantly.
"Don't tell me you can't go to London for the weekend. You shouldn't give up the chance...."
Just then, Hagrid came in leading the new first years. Harry and Hermione rushed into the great hall taking their seats. Soon the new students entered and Dumbeldore stood up.
"I would like to introduce two new teachers to you. Ms. Granger--your new charms teacher, and Mr. Potter--"
At Harry's name there were gasps and whispers from the first years.
"Mr. Potter--your new defense against the dark arts teacher."
******************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************
The students were sorted, and the feast began. Just then, a chocolate colored owl flew in and dropped a package in front of Harry which read:
"To you with all our mischief,
Gred and Forge."
At first, Harry didn't trust to open it, but finally unwrapped the package. Inside were some strangely colored taffies and another note which read:
"Try these out on some unsuspecting students."
Harry smiled and set the package aside. He knew well enough that the food inside was not really intended to be used on students.
Fred and George were always sending Harry new inventions to use on Hermione. He had learned by now to just throw their "gifts" away. In fact, he still remembered....
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FLASHBACK:
Fred, George, Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny sat around the diner table at the Weasleys. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley had gone to visit Charlie again, and since they had grown, they were all alone.
At that time, Fred jumped up from the table, whispered somthing in George's ear, and they both walked into the kitchen. When they returned, they were both carring a tray full of small cakes.
"Mum left these for us," George commented.
"Why don't you have one, Hermione?" Fred said quickly.
"Well,...." Hermione trailed off.
Fred and George grinned at her in the most innocent way they could, which wasn't bery convincing. Hermione slowly reached out her hand uncertainly and took one.
"And you Ron?" George urged.
Ron blinked a few times, then chose one as well.
Ginny reached for one of the cakes, but Fred pulled the tray away almost whispering:
"You don't need one."
She looked puzzled, but then gave the twins a sly grin.
At that moment, both Hermione and Ron took a bit of their cakes. The twins tackled Harry under the table as the two left sitting, Ron and Hermione, looked up at each other.
"Oh no," Harry groaned.
He knew what Fred and George had created. They had put a love potion in the cakes. Now, once again, there would be chaos in the burrow.
Harry, Ginny, Fred and George arose from under the the table only to find that both Ron and Hermione were on top of the table kissing. Apparently, they had both crawled to each other.
"Oh, how romantic," Ginny breathed.
"Well, Fred, our creation's worked," George said trying to hold back laughter.
Fred snickered.
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Harry barely noticed that the feast was over. Hermione had gotten him out of his seat, and was leading him by the arm down the hall.
"Harry, what's the matter? It's as if you were in a trance. I think you need to get some rest. Ahhh, here's your room."
"Ummm, thanks Hermione," Harry said sleepily.
"Are you sick?" Hermione said in a worried tone.
She put her hand on his forehead, but he pulled away, insisting he was fine.
"I guess I just need some sleep," Harry said.
"Okay, see you tomorrow then," Hermione answered walking away.
"And you'll see someone else,...." Harry said softly as he walked through the door to his room.