Decieving Faith
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Dis: J.K. owns Harry Potter period. And I'm glad she does, because she's one heck of an authour! :)
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~*Chapter 2*~
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"You're too skinny to be a Beater!" Fred's laughter filled the silence of the kitchen as Fred, George, Harry and Ginny returned from their practise game. "What are you talking about? Are you saying that you've got the muscley arms of a international Beater?" All four of them broke off into uncontrollable laughter as they stumbled into the lounge room, on a very shocked Hermione and Ron. Hermione squealed as she hid herself behind Ron. "Congratulations Ron! It's about time that you've half undressed a girl." George snickered as the four of them clutched the door frame for support from laughing so much. "Get out of here you gits!" Ron roared, as he threw one of his sneakers at Fred and George's heads.
That night it was even more noisy at the dinner table. Harry and Fred were deep in conversation with each other about new Quidditch tactics, George and Ginny were laughing so hard that they're drinks came pouring from their noses, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley were trying to settle them down and Hermione and Ron sat close together, exchanging whispers through their giggling. "Whatch'ya talking about Ron? Today's main topic?" Ron and Hermione glared at George as though he'd just murdered someone. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley exchanged confused looks. "It's none of your business George!" Hermione quickly replied, causing everyone to fall silent.
The next morning they all awoke early to travel to Diagon Alley. Fred and George managed to stay silent about what had happened, and Ginny was too busy admiring Harry's butt that she didn't pay any notice. Ron and Hermione were also quiet, they didn't even smile at each other. Harry thought it was kind of weird of Ron and Hermione to be this quiet. After telling Ginny (many times) to stop staring at him, he managed to get a word with Ron before Ginny started bugging him again. "What's going on between you two? You're not even talking!" Ron remained silent as he kicked at the ground angrily. Harry knew something had happened after they had been sent to bed. "Draco." He muttered, now staring at the ground, clenching his fists. "That's what."
"You can't be serious!" Ron nodded firmly as he pulled a folded letter from his pocket. "But this is-"
"I know it's Hermione's, but I took it." Ron cut Harry off as Harry unfolded the note. Draco's usual neat writing was unusually messy. Harry swore that he could've passed out by what he had read. "Draco's owl delivered it last night. It's such a shame that Draco didn't know Hermione was here." Ron added sarcasticly. Harry reread the note. It was completely out of Draco's character to write a note as sentimental as this.
'Dear Hermione, How are you? I'm missing you too much! What day are you going to Diagon Alley? Tuesday? That's when I'm going, maybe we could meet there? By the way, make sure Weasley or Potter isn't there....Well, I better get going, if I get caught writing this, Father will skin me alive. Send me an owl back.
Love, Draco
xxx ooo'
"I doubt that's from Draco. It's too sentimental, by the way, Draco calls us Weasel and Potty and he would NEVER go with Hermione." Ron felt reassured by these facts, Draco wouldn't write a letter like that. He started to have suspicion that Fred and George had sent it to her as a joke. "Fred and George do you think?" Harry nodded enthusiastically with a smug smile.
"Yep, it's in their blood to do things like this."
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A/N: Do you likies? I do! Please review!
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Dis: J.K. owns Harry Potter period. And I'm glad she does, because she's one heck of an authour! :)
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~*Chapter 2*~
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"You're too skinny to be a Beater!" Fred's laughter filled the silence of the kitchen as Fred, George, Harry and Ginny returned from their practise game. "What are you talking about? Are you saying that you've got the muscley arms of a international Beater?" All four of them broke off into uncontrollable laughter as they stumbled into the lounge room, on a very shocked Hermione and Ron. Hermione squealed as she hid herself behind Ron. "Congratulations Ron! It's about time that you've half undressed a girl." George snickered as the four of them clutched the door frame for support from laughing so much. "Get out of here you gits!" Ron roared, as he threw one of his sneakers at Fred and George's heads.
That night it was even more noisy at the dinner table. Harry and Fred were deep in conversation with each other about new Quidditch tactics, George and Ginny were laughing so hard that they're drinks came pouring from their noses, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley were trying to settle them down and Hermione and Ron sat close together, exchanging whispers through their giggling. "Whatch'ya talking about Ron? Today's main topic?" Ron and Hermione glared at George as though he'd just murdered someone. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley exchanged confused looks. "It's none of your business George!" Hermione quickly replied, causing everyone to fall silent.
The next morning they all awoke early to travel to Diagon Alley. Fred and George managed to stay silent about what had happened, and Ginny was too busy admiring Harry's butt that she didn't pay any notice. Ron and Hermione were also quiet, they didn't even smile at each other. Harry thought it was kind of weird of Ron and Hermione to be this quiet. After telling Ginny (many times) to stop staring at him, he managed to get a word with Ron before Ginny started bugging him again. "What's going on between you two? You're not even talking!" Ron remained silent as he kicked at the ground angrily. Harry knew something had happened after they had been sent to bed. "Draco." He muttered, now staring at the ground, clenching his fists. "That's what."
"You can't be serious!" Ron nodded firmly as he pulled a folded letter from his pocket. "But this is-"
"I know it's Hermione's, but I took it." Ron cut Harry off as Harry unfolded the note. Draco's usual neat writing was unusually messy. Harry swore that he could've passed out by what he had read. "Draco's owl delivered it last night. It's such a shame that Draco didn't know Hermione was here." Ron added sarcasticly. Harry reread the note. It was completely out of Draco's character to write a note as sentimental as this.
'Dear Hermione, How are you? I'm missing you too much! What day are you going to Diagon Alley? Tuesday? That's when I'm going, maybe we could meet there? By the way, make sure Weasley or Potter isn't there....Well, I better get going, if I get caught writing this, Father will skin me alive. Send me an owl back.
Love, Draco
xxx ooo'
"I doubt that's from Draco. It's too sentimental, by the way, Draco calls us Weasel and Potty and he would NEVER go with Hermione." Ron felt reassured by these facts, Draco wouldn't write a letter like that. He started to have suspicion that Fred and George had sent it to her as a joke. "Fred and George do you think?" Harry nodded enthusiastically with a smug smile.
"Yep, it's in their blood to do things like this."
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A/N: Do you likies? I do! Please review!