Hey! Sorry I haven't updated, but, hey, it's CHRISTMAS TIME!!!!!!!! I got
tons of cool stuff for Christmas! A DVD player, 4 DVDs, 2 PC games (one
was HP!), a Gameboy game (HP!), and other things like that! I LOVE
CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Anyhoo (I use that word a LOT!), on with the
story! I'm going to try to finish this soon! (Then I can prove to Kaleigh
and Kim that I CAN FINISH STORIES!!!!!!!!!! ::sticks tongue out::) There
will probably be a sequel, though! GO WEASLEY TWINS!!!!!!!!!!!
PS: Somebody find my Muse! She went on vacation! Waaaahhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!
She slowly spun the bottle. It started to slow down, slower, slower, slower until. . . . .it landed on Fred!!!
Everyone turned to look at Fred. Hermione stared at him, not sure what to think. Sure, she had enjoyed kissing him, but did she like him like him? (A/N that is such a stupid phrase!!!!!! LOL) Or did she like George? Well, maybe it would all make sense after she kissed him. . .
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George looked at Hermione, then at his twin, then back at Hermione. He didn't really know what to think. Did Hermione like Fred? Did Fred like Hermione? His mind went back to that kiss the same night that Hermione had changed. He knew that he had enjoyed it. But had Hermione? She had acted like it was no big deal. So. . .maybe she liked Fred. But how could he just sit there and let him kiss her. . .?
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Fred stared at Hermione. He had kissed her before. . .and liked it. But he didn't know if she had. Who knew? He looked at George, who was giving him a death glare. 'Uh oh. I think that George likes Hermione! Maybe. . .'
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'Well, here goes,' Hermione thought as she leaned towards Fred. Maybe it'll turn out that Fred is my soul mate. But her thoughts went back to George's kiss, George's touch, and, incidentally, George's smile, which seemed so different from Fred's even though they were identical. Her face was near Fred's now, everything seemed to be going in slow motion. . .
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George watched as Hermione leaned towards Fred. They were almost touching, a few more seconds. . .their lips were so close together. George felt an anger in him, so mad he thought that he might burst. He did something unthinkable, something no one would ever expect even a Weasley twin to do. He punched Fred.
"Oh my god!!" Hermione screamed as George's fist made contact with Fred's face. Fred's nose started to bleed.
"What the hell did you do that for?" Fred shouted.
George stared at Fred, then at Hermione. What had he done that for? He looked around. Everyone was looking at him, astonished. The twins were too close for violence. They had never had a fight in their life! George sat there, not sure what to do.
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Hermione stared at George. He was looking lost, as if he wasn't sure he had really hit Fred or not. Was he. . .jealous? No, he couldn't be. They had only kissed once, it had been no big deal. But she could see it in his eyes as he looked at her. And suddenly, she didn't know what she was feeling. She had no idea who she loved. So she did the only thing that seemed sensible at the moment. She ran.
"Sorry, Fred," she whispered before she took off.
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Fred watched Hermione race toward the door. Oddly enough, it seemed quite sensible for her to run right now. He wasn't mad. He looked at George. He was staring at the door. Fred knew what he had to do.
Angelina, who was sitting next to Fred, healed his nose fairly quickly. She may have been a ditz, but she was good with charms.
Fred thanked her, then grabbed George by the back of his shirt. He dragged George up the stairs towards their dorm.
"You like her, don't you?" Fred asked.
"Just a little bit," George admitted.
"And that's why you punched me?"
"Kind of, yeah,"
"Then why are you sitting here talking to me for? Go get her!"
George looked at Fred in surprise. "I thought you liked her?"
"A little bit, maybe. But really, I don't think she's the type of girl for me. She's too studious. I don't think I could handle that."
"So you really don't mind?" George asked, just to make sure.
"No, I don't," Fred replied, smiling. And, when he thought about it, he really didn't.
"Great! Bye!" George jumped up and raced out the door.
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Hermione ran frantically down the hall. George liked her. Did she like George? Did Fred like her? Did she like Fred? Who knew? So Hermione ran to the first place she could think of. The library.
"Whoa. Why am I in the library?" she wondered out loud.
Madame Pince watched Hermione walk into the library. She breathed a sigh of relief. Hermione hadn't come to the library in days! Maybe things would get back to normal. Or as normal as things got at Hogwarts.
Hermione walked over to the fireplace. The library was sort of comforting. In a cozy, familiar way. She sat down in the huge, cozy red chair right in front of the fire. It was so nice and warm. And she was so confused. Maybe she should just fall asleep. . .
"Hermione! Hermione!" Hermione felt someone shaking her. How long had she been asleep? Not that long, she knew. She turned sleepily to George, who was still shaking her shoulder. Things were so hazy right now. She couldn't concentrate very well.
"Hey, George," she yawned.
"Um, hi," George replied, suddenly nervous. What if she didn't like him back?
Hermione yawned again, then looked at George. He looked so cute. His hair was kind of tousled, but it looked cute like that. She really did like him. "You know what? I like you a lot. You're so sweet. And nice. And friendly. And funny. And you smell like cookies. You know what else? I enjoyed kissing you before. You know what else? You have very nice eyes-" Hermione stopped. George was staring at her in astonishment. "Why are you looking at me like that? What did I say. . ooohh my g-" Hermione was cut off by George's lips on hers. His lips were warm and tasted like hot chocolate. She wrapped her arms around his neck. She had no doubt in her mind now. She liked George. Always.
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George pulled back and looked at Hermione. He could see the answer to his question in her eyes, but he needed to hear her say it. "So, who do you like, me or Fred?" he whispered.
Hermione smiled, then leaned down and kissed him again. "You," she whispered back.
George grinned, then leaned down to kiss her again. But just then, Madame Pince, who had seen them while helping a student, came over. "Out! The library is not a make-out place! Out! Out!"
"We're going, we're going!" George laughed, getting out of the chair. Somehow, he had ended up in the chair, with Hermione on his lap. Hermione fell down onto the floor, dragging George with her.
"Whoops!" she giggled. She tried to stand up but tripped over George, and fell down again, landing on his feet. "Whoops!"
Madame Pince tsked at them. "I said out! Can't you two even get up?"
"It's hard to get up when someone is sitting on my feet," George protested.
"Hey! You dragged me down!"
"Did not! You tripped!"
"Sure I did!"
"OUT!"
George and Hermione both jumped up and raced toward the door. "And don't run!"
They managed to make it out the door before bursting into laughter. They ran back towards the common room, still laughing.
Okay, I know that was really bad, but my Muse is gone! Sniffsniff! I don't really like this chapter, but the next one will be better, I promise! And to all you Fred lovers, no, Fred is not heartbroken. He doesn't love Hermione. I would never do that to Fred! I like him too much! LoL! He will get a girlfriend, though probably in the sequel I'm planning. I know the general plot! Yay! But first, I have to finish this story! LoL! Next chapter, a lot more action and tricks and stuff. I had to get this chapter out of the way though! Please review!
PS: Somebody find my Muse! She went on vacation! Waaaahhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!
She slowly spun the bottle. It started to slow down, slower, slower, slower until. . . . .it landed on Fred!!!
Everyone turned to look at Fred. Hermione stared at him, not sure what to think. Sure, she had enjoyed kissing him, but did she like him like him? (A/N that is such a stupid phrase!!!!!! LOL) Or did she like George? Well, maybe it would all make sense after she kissed him. . .
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George looked at Hermione, then at his twin, then back at Hermione. He didn't really know what to think. Did Hermione like Fred? Did Fred like Hermione? His mind went back to that kiss the same night that Hermione had changed. He knew that he had enjoyed it. But had Hermione? She had acted like it was no big deal. So. . .maybe she liked Fred. But how could he just sit there and let him kiss her. . .?
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Fred stared at Hermione. He had kissed her before. . .and liked it. But he didn't know if she had. Who knew? He looked at George, who was giving him a death glare. 'Uh oh. I think that George likes Hermione! Maybe. . .'
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'Well, here goes,' Hermione thought as she leaned towards Fred. Maybe it'll turn out that Fred is my soul mate. But her thoughts went back to George's kiss, George's touch, and, incidentally, George's smile, which seemed so different from Fred's even though they were identical. Her face was near Fred's now, everything seemed to be going in slow motion. . .
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George watched as Hermione leaned towards Fred. They were almost touching, a few more seconds. . .their lips were so close together. George felt an anger in him, so mad he thought that he might burst. He did something unthinkable, something no one would ever expect even a Weasley twin to do. He punched Fred.
"Oh my god!!" Hermione screamed as George's fist made contact with Fred's face. Fred's nose started to bleed.
"What the hell did you do that for?" Fred shouted.
George stared at Fred, then at Hermione. What had he done that for? He looked around. Everyone was looking at him, astonished. The twins were too close for violence. They had never had a fight in their life! George sat there, not sure what to do.
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Hermione stared at George. He was looking lost, as if he wasn't sure he had really hit Fred or not. Was he. . .jealous? No, he couldn't be. They had only kissed once, it had been no big deal. But she could see it in his eyes as he looked at her. And suddenly, she didn't know what she was feeling. She had no idea who she loved. So she did the only thing that seemed sensible at the moment. She ran.
"Sorry, Fred," she whispered before she took off.
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Fred watched Hermione race toward the door. Oddly enough, it seemed quite sensible for her to run right now. He wasn't mad. He looked at George. He was staring at the door. Fred knew what he had to do.
Angelina, who was sitting next to Fred, healed his nose fairly quickly. She may have been a ditz, but she was good with charms.
Fred thanked her, then grabbed George by the back of his shirt. He dragged George up the stairs towards their dorm.
"You like her, don't you?" Fred asked.
"Just a little bit," George admitted.
"And that's why you punched me?"
"Kind of, yeah,"
"Then why are you sitting here talking to me for? Go get her!"
George looked at Fred in surprise. "I thought you liked her?"
"A little bit, maybe. But really, I don't think she's the type of girl for me. She's too studious. I don't think I could handle that."
"So you really don't mind?" George asked, just to make sure.
"No, I don't," Fred replied, smiling. And, when he thought about it, he really didn't.
"Great! Bye!" George jumped up and raced out the door.
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Hermione ran frantically down the hall. George liked her. Did she like George? Did Fred like her? Did she like Fred? Who knew? So Hermione ran to the first place she could think of. The library.
"Whoa. Why am I in the library?" she wondered out loud.
Madame Pince watched Hermione walk into the library. She breathed a sigh of relief. Hermione hadn't come to the library in days! Maybe things would get back to normal. Or as normal as things got at Hogwarts.
Hermione walked over to the fireplace. The library was sort of comforting. In a cozy, familiar way. She sat down in the huge, cozy red chair right in front of the fire. It was so nice and warm. And she was so confused. Maybe she should just fall asleep. . .
"Hermione! Hermione!" Hermione felt someone shaking her. How long had she been asleep? Not that long, she knew. She turned sleepily to George, who was still shaking her shoulder. Things were so hazy right now. She couldn't concentrate very well.
"Hey, George," she yawned.
"Um, hi," George replied, suddenly nervous. What if she didn't like him back?
Hermione yawned again, then looked at George. He looked so cute. His hair was kind of tousled, but it looked cute like that. She really did like him. "You know what? I like you a lot. You're so sweet. And nice. And friendly. And funny. And you smell like cookies. You know what else? I enjoyed kissing you before. You know what else? You have very nice eyes-" Hermione stopped. George was staring at her in astonishment. "Why are you looking at me like that? What did I say. . ooohh my g-" Hermione was cut off by George's lips on hers. His lips were warm and tasted like hot chocolate. She wrapped her arms around his neck. She had no doubt in her mind now. She liked George. Always.
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George pulled back and looked at Hermione. He could see the answer to his question in her eyes, but he needed to hear her say it. "So, who do you like, me or Fred?" he whispered.
Hermione smiled, then leaned down and kissed him again. "You," she whispered back.
George grinned, then leaned down to kiss her again. But just then, Madame Pince, who had seen them while helping a student, came over. "Out! The library is not a make-out place! Out! Out!"
"We're going, we're going!" George laughed, getting out of the chair. Somehow, he had ended up in the chair, with Hermione on his lap. Hermione fell down onto the floor, dragging George with her.
"Whoops!" she giggled. She tried to stand up but tripped over George, and fell down again, landing on his feet. "Whoops!"
Madame Pince tsked at them. "I said out! Can't you two even get up?"
"It's hard to get up when someone is sitting on my feet," George protested.
"Hey! You dragged me down!"
"Did not! You tripped!"
"Sure I did!"
"OUT!"
George and Hermione both jumped up and raced toward the door. "And don't run!"
They managed to make it out the door before bursting into laughter. They ran back towards the common room, still laughing.
Okay, I know that was really bad, but my Muse is gone! Sniffsniff! I don't really like this chapter, but the next one will be better, I promise! And to all you Fred lovers, no, Fred is not heartbroken. He doesn't love Hermione. I would never do that to Fred! I like him too much! LoL! He will get a girlfriend, though probably in the sequel I'm planning. I know the general plot! Yay! But first, I have to finish this story! LoL! Next chapter, a lot more action and tricks and stuff. I had to get this chapter out of the way though! Please review!