Requiem for the Scheme

Disclaimer: Damn, if I actually did own 'Harry Potter' my family wouldn't be this screwed up. And, I wouldn't be writing on FFN, further more those wonderful book belong entirely to Mrs. J.K.Rowling, that genius.

A/N: This first chapter is merely a prequel to the rest of my story (which WILL be slash D/H) I'm writing this so you all know what's going on.

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Harry may have been glad to have gone away from the Dursleys for the last week of 'vacation', but he didn't really like being around Ron and Hermione anymore. This was all getting way too annoying, it was his sixth year and Hermione and Ron would never cease fighting.

The Wesley's hospitality was wonderful, and they seemed to understand that Harry was not getting a word in edgewise. Fred and George of course were great at chipping in, and helping.

"Maybe we'll slip some 'silencing sherbet' into his desert at supper Harry, that should stop the fighting."

"Don't think they'll ever stop fighting Harry, not without…" At this Fred pulled out a sickening concoction, that was held inside a small clear beaker. "A little intervention." George could be seen in the background with an evil smile on his face.

"Really Fred, George, don't you think they'll just eventually stop on their own?" Harry asked too hopefully.

"No." Fred and, George replied immediately. Harry hadn't given up yet.

"But, then…how did this start?" Harry watched Hermione and, Ron sat on opposing ends of the breakfast table, passing glares at each other.

"We dunno, something about a love potion." Fred Shrugged.

"I DROPPED IT!" Ron screamed a crossed the table, at this Hermione only glared more.

"THAT WAS NO ACCIDENT!"

"Okay…were getting no where fast." Harry failed an attempt at flattening his hair. " Could you both it least try to explain the situation to me?"

"Fine." Hermione accepted this idea regretfully. "It all started when this idiot," Hermione motioned her head towards Ron, who Harry was holding back. "dropped a drop of love potion into my pumpkin juice, and as I'm sure you know. When you drop un-affirmed love potion anywhere, it links to the first person sensed." Harry blinked a couple times -clueless-, Hermione sighed deeply, and re-explained her situation in English. "It means that the first person I set eyes on…I would fall in love with."

"AND?!?!?!" Harry was much more interested in this now. Fred and, George however were writing down something that no one was paying much attention to (though they should've been).

"It was…Ron." Upon saying this Hermione increased her glare to a high intensity laser, her glare would've made Voldemort curl into a fetal position, and begin to suck his thumb.

"I DIDN'T MEAN TO!" Ron yelled from under the table.

"But, really Hermione? How did you reverse it?" Harry asked inquisitively, Hermione blushed.

"Okay…anyone for tea?" Ron got up with a rather red face.