Hi! Thanks for the advice GoldenSilence! From now on, I'm going to hold
back on the stars! LOL! (I like stars! LOL! *************) Anyhoo, I
think my Muse is finally back from Florida! YAY! She told me to write
another chapter to this story, so here it is!
The common room door burst open as the two teens raced through. The Spin the Bottle game was still going on; it hadn't stopped even though Fred had gotten punched. So far, Neville had kissed Parvati, Parvati had kissed Harry, Harry had kissed Ginny (blush blush), Ginny had kissed Seamus, and Seamus had kissed Lavender. But everyone looked up as Hermione and George burst through the door.
"Why are you two so happy?" Ron asked, confused.
Ginny elbowed Ron in the side. "They just made up! Are you blind?"
"Oh. OH!"
Hermione just raised an eyebrow at them. "So? We made up! Does that really deserve an 'OH!'"
"Depends on what kind of make up it was," Lavender cut in. "What it a make up or a make up make up?"
"This conversation is getting kind of ridiculous," George commented as he sat down on the floor (not in the circle) and pulled Hermione into his lap. Hermione giggled and kissed him.
"That answers that question!" Harry exclaimed.
"Go George!" Fred yelled. "This calls for celebration! I'll go get some food!"
"I'll help," Lee Jordan volunteered.
The two boys ran out of the portrait hole.
Hermione smiled. She was so happy. She was now officially George's girlfriend. She was acing all her classes. She had the greatest friends in the world. And they were about to have a party! But something seemed like it was missing. She had a nagging feeling in the back of her mind that she wasn't herself, that she was different somehow. That she wasn't all there. But that was ridiculous. Where else would she be?
George smiled back at Hermione. He was happy, but he was worried about what would happen in a month. He had tricked her. She was going to hate him. And he knew that even though it had taken a laid back Hermione to catch his attention, he would still love her after the month was up. The question was: Would she still love him?
The group of friends talked until Fred and Lee came back with the food. "PARTAAAAAA!!!!!!!"
Hermione and George grinned at each other and stood up to dance. George would just worry about the moment. Let tomorrow take care of itself.
Two o'clock in the morning:
"GRYFFINDORS!! WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS!?!?!?"
"Oops. Professor McGonagall! Trouble!" Fred whispered as the enraged professor stormed into the room.
"A party! I can't believe this! You do know that you have classes tomorrow?"
"Yes, professor," the teens chorused.
"You do know that you are not supposed to have parties that are this loud and stay up this late, especially on weeknights?"
"Yes, professor."
"And you do know that you (she pointed to Fred) and you two (she pointed to George and Hermione) are already in deep trouble?"
"Yes, professor."
"Then I recommend you get to bed. RIGHT NOW!!!!" she screamed when no one moved. The Gryffindors hurried to get to their dorms. Hermione and George, however, hid behind the couch.
"That's better," Professor McGonagall muttered as she exited the portrait.
"Wow. That was close," George whispered to Hermione. "Hey, Mione?"
"Yeah?"
"You tired?"
"No," Hermione yawned.
"Yes you are. Come on, let's get you to bed."
Hermione laid down on the floor. "I don't wanna go to bed."
"Yes, you do. Come on, upsy daisies," George said, pulling her up.
Hermione yawned again, then collapsed on the couch. "Sit," she commanded.
George sat next to her. She immediately curled up in his arms and fell fast asleep.
'Well, looks like I'm sleeping down here tonight.' George thought as he arranged himself on the couch, Hermione lying with her head on his chest. 'She looks like an angel. I don't ever want to lose her.' George forced himself not to think about how much she was going to hate him when the month was up. He just thought about how happy he was right now. Then he drifted off to sleep.
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Hermione slowly woke up. She felt so warm, and she had been having the sweetest dream. She dreamed she had been to a party and then fallen asleep in George's arms. . .Hermione opened her eyes with a start. It hadn't been a dream! She really was in George's arms! She glanced over at his face; he looked like the sweetest little boy. His red hair was sticking up, and his freckles could just be seen in the early morning light. He really was adorable. She kissed him softly, then snuggled closer and started to fall back asleep. Then she heard a noise. It sounded a little like. . .an alarm clock. Alarm clock. . .really early. . .why would anyone. . .school!
Hermione sat straight up. "George, George, we have school! Come on! Wake up!"
"It's too early to get up, Mum. Just a few more hours."
"Hey, George, I'm not your mother." Hermione giggled softly. "George Weasley, get out of bed! Breakfast is ready! It's on the table! Percy has been out of bed for two hours, why can't you be more like Percy? Get UP!" Hermione yelled in her best Mrs. Weasley type voice.
"Stupid Perfect Percy. I'm up, I'm up," George muttered as he rolled out of bed. "Fred, come on, get up. Mum's been calling us." George still hadn't opened his eyes.
"I'm not Fred either," Hermione giggled as she looked at George. His eyes opened in shock at the sound of her voice. He looked around, bewildered.
"Hey, you're not Fred or Mum!" he protested.
"If you just realized that, then there is no hope for you," Hermione teased.
George chose to ignore that comment. "What time is it?"
"Time for school, silly."
"Oh." It took a minute for George's brain to process this. "That means I have to get ready, right?"
Hermione stared at him. "Just maybe, yeah."
"Oh." George slowly stood up. "I'm too asleep to get ready. I'm going to bed."
"No, you're in enough trouble as it is! You can't go to bed!"
"Then what do you plan to do to wake me up?" George asked.
Hermione leaned over and kissed him. "There!" she said.
George looked wide-awake now. "Maybe I should let you wake me up every morning!"
"Hey! You weren't sleepy, were you?" Hermione looked suspiciously at him.
George walked away toward his dorm, whistling innocently.
"You idiot! See if I ever wake you up again!" Hermione laughed, then started toward her dorm to get ready for school.
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George and Hermione walked into the Great Hall together, holding hands. When they walked in the door, there was an explosion of whistles.
Hermione whacked Harry and Ron on the head when she sat down. "Shut up! This is embarrassing! Don't you have anything better to do than make fun of us happy people?"
They looked at each other. "Nope!"
Hermione sighed and looked at George. He was smiling down at her. 'Everything's perfect! And nothing's going to change that if I can help it!'
*Gag!* Too much fluff!!!!!! AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!! Ok, I'm more of a slapping, jealousy, rage kinda girl, but this chapter had to be done! It was kinda fun! Next chapter will be more exciting I promise! And I WILL update sooner! Review PPPLLLEEEEEAAAAAAASSSSSEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!
The common room door burst open as the two teens raced through. The Spin the Bottle game was still going on; it hadn't stopped even though Fred had gotten punched. So far, Neville had kissed Parvati, Parvati had kissed Harry, Harry had kissed Ginny (blush blush), Ginny had kissed Seamus, and Seamus had kissed Lavender. But everyone looked up as Hermione and George burst through the door.
"Why are you two so happy?" Ron asked, confused.
Ginny elbowed Ron in the side. "They just made up! Are you blind?"
"Oh. OH!"
Hermione just raised an eyebrow at them. "So? We made up! Does that really deserve an 'OH!'"
"Depends on what kind of make up it was," Lavender cut in. "What it a make up or a make up make up?"
"This conversation is getting kind of ridiculous," George commented as he sat down on the floor (not in the circle) and pulled Hermione into his lap. Hermione giggled and kissed him.
"That answers that question!" Harry exclaimed.
"Go George!" Fred yelled. "This calls for celebration! I'll go get some food!"
"I'll help," Lee Jordan volunteered.
The two boys ran out of the portrait hole.
Hermione smiled. She was so happy. She was now officially George's girlfriend. She was acing all her classes. She had the greatest friends in the world. And they were about to have a party! But something seemed like it was missing. She had a nagging feeling in the back of her mind that she wasn't herself, that she was different somehow. That she wasn't all there. But that was ridiculous. Where else would she be?
George smiled back at Hermione. He was happy, but he was worried about what would happen in a month. He had tricked her. She was going to hate him. And he knew that even though it had taken a laid back Hermione to catch his attention, he would still love her after the month was up. The question was: Would she still love him?
The group of friends talked until Fred and Lee came back with the food. "PARTAAAAAA!!!!!!!"
Hermione and George grinned at each other and stood up to dance. George would just worry about the moment. Let tomorrow take care of itself.
Two o'clock in the morning:
"GRYFFINDORS!! WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS!?!?!?"
"Oops. Professor McGonagall! Trouble!" Fred whispered as the enraged professor stormed into the room.
"A party! I can't believe this! You do know that you have classes tomorrow?"
"Yes, professor," the teens chorused.
"You do know that you are not supposed to have parties that are this loud and stay up this late, especially on weeknights?"
"Yes, professor."
"And you do know that you (she pointed to Fred) and you two (she pointed to George and Hermione) are already in deep trouble?"
"Yes, professor."
"Then I recommend you get to bed. RIGHT NOW!!!!" she screamed when no one moved. The Gryffindors hurried to get to their dorms. Hermione and George, however, hid behind the couch.
"That's better," Professor McGonagall muttered as she exited the portrait.
"Wow. That was close," George whispered to Hermione. "Hey, Mione?"
"Yeah?"
"You tired?"
"No," Hermione yawned.
"Yes you are. Come on, let's get you to bed."
Hermione laid down on the floor. "I don't wanna go to bed."
"Yes, you do. Come on, upsy daisies," George said, pulling her up.
Hermione yawned again, then collapsed on the couch. "Sit," she commanded.
George sat next to her. She immediately curled up in his arms and fell fast asleep.
'Well, looks like I'm sleeping down here tonight.' George thought as he arranged himself on the couch, Hermione lying with her head on his chest. 'She looks like an angel. I don't ever want to lose her.' George forced himself not to think about how much she was going to hate him when the month was up. He just thought about how happy he was right now. Then he drifted off to sleep.
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Hermione slowly woke up. She felt so warm, and she had been having the sweetest dream. She dreamed she had been to a party and then fallen asleep in George's arms. . .Hermione opened her eyes with a start. It hadn't been a dream! She really was in George's arms! She glanced over at his face; he looked like the sweetest little boy. His red hair was sticking up, and his freckles could just be seen in the early morning light. He really was adorable. She kissed him softly, then snuggled closer and started to fall back asleep. Then she heard a noise. It sounded a little like. . .an alarm clock. Alarm clock. . .really early. . .why would anyone. . .school!
Hermione sat straight up. "George, George, we have school! Come on! Wake up!"
"It's too early to get up, Mum. Just a few more hours."
"Hey, George, I'm not your mother." Hermione giggled softly. "George Weasley, get out of bed! Breakfast is ready! It's on the table! Percy has been out of bed for two hours, why can't you be more like Percy? Get UP!" Hermione yelled in her best Mrs. Weasley type voice.
"Stupid Perfect Percy. I'm up, I'm up," George muttered as he rolled out of bed. "Fred, come on, get up. Mum's been calling us." George still hadn't opened his eyes.
"I'm not Fred either," Hermione giggled as she looked at George. His eyes opened in shock at the sound of her voice. He looked around, bewildered.
"Hey, you're not Fred or Mum!" he protested.
"If you just realized that, then there is no hope for you," Hermione teased.
George chose to ignore that comment. "What time is it?"
"Time for school, silly."
"Oh." It took a minute for George's brain to process this. "That means I have to get ready, right?"
Hermione stared at him. "Just maybe, yeah."
"Oh." George slowly stood up. "I'm too asleep to get ready. I'm going to bed."
"No, you're in enough trouble as it is! You can't go to bed!"
"Then what do you plan to do to wake me up?" George asked.
Hermione leaned over and kissed him. "There!" she said.
George looked wide-awake now. "Maybe I should let you wake me up every morning!"
"Hey! You weren't sleepy, were you?" Hermione looked suspiciously at him.
George walked away toward his dorm, whistling innocently.
"You idiot! See if I ever wake you up again!" Hermione laughed, then started toward her dorm to get ready for school.
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George and Hermione walked into the Great Hall together, holding hands. When they walked in the door, there was an explosion of whistles.
Hermione whacked Harry and Ron on the head when she sat down. "Shut up! This is embarrassing! Don't you have anything better to do than make fun of us happy people?"
They looked at each other. "Nope!"
Hermione sighed and looked at George. He was smiling down at her. 'Everything's perfect! And nothing's going to change that if I can help it!'
*Gag!* Too much fluff!!!!!! AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!! Ok, I'm more of a slapping, jealousy, rage kinda girl, but this chapter had to be done! It was kinda fun! Next chapter will be more exciting I promise! And I WILL update sooner! Review PPPLLLEEEEEAAAAAAASSSSSEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!