Note: Ideas and plot by ME, everything else owned by the wonderful,
brilliant, talented, J.K. Rowling!
Story Summary: Fred and George have a new band called Doubletake, and need a new lead singer. While staying over for the summer, they discover Hermione's talent. While the band is performing at school, Ron does a "doubletake" (ooo double meaning in title!!! I'm a genius!) and loves this other side of Hermione.
"'Mione, it's summer, why are you already doing schoolwork?"
Hermione ignored the voice calling to her from across the room; it was the usual nagging that always came from a certain red headed someone whenever she studied. It was like he was trying to draw her attention to him and away from her books.
It was another hot summer at the Burrow, full of emotional adolescents, hungry stomachs, and plenty of mischief. Hermione had just arrived the night before, and already she had to be updated on all things that had changed. Luckily, she and Ginny were becoming close friends, and Ginny told her all the details Ron never would.
Which she was doing at the very moment, as Hermione lay stretched out on the floor beside her in front of the Weasley's warm fireplace. The summer days may be hot, but the nights could get very cold. Ginny absentmindedly braided Hermione's hair as Hermione took notes out of a massive book.
"So besides Ron going completely nutters when he heard you decided not to go see Viktor, some other things have been crazy around here," Ginny said.
"When aren't they?" Hermione chuckled as a bewitched muggle cookoo clock on the wall beside them went psychotic, casting off sparks and proving Hermione's statement correct. Ron and Harry didn't even look up from their chess game; sparks and loud noises at the Burrow was commonplace.
"Well, you know how the twins kept talking about starting a band last year?" Ginny asked Hermione.
Hermione looked up from her book. "Starting a BAND? I knew they had picked up guitar and drums but.wow, cool!"
"Yeah, I guess they were pretty secretive about everything they did last year, so maybe only a handful of us knew about the band thing," Ginny said thoughtfully. "Anyway, they started rehearsing as soon as school let out. They go out and practice in the big shed at the back of the yard, cause apparently they're loud. But none of us would know what they sound like," Ginny said loudly, as the twins were playing a game of Exploding Snap nearby, "because they won't let us listen to them yet!"
Fred turned and said mysteriously, "Have patience little one."
"I'm not little!" Ginny protested.
"Your time will come," George echoed Fred, pretending not to hear her.
"Your time to hear the best bloody band in all of Britain," Fred said in the same monotone, mysterious voice. They snickered and turned back to their game. Ginny rolled her eyes.
"Honestly, those two will plague me until the day I die," she said sardonically. Hermione laughed, a bit jealous. Even though Fred and George were out of their minds for sure, it must be nice to have siblings to confide in and squabble with. Maybe that's why Hermione and Ron fought so much, because of the lack of quarreling in her life until she met him.
"Who else is in the band with them?" Hermione said, shoving her book aside. Hearing Weasley gossip actually preceded over Arithmancy, for the moment.
"Lee Jordan is on bass, and Angelina Johnson does vocals," Ginny said, playing with one of Hermione's bouncy curls. "And of course you know, George plays drums and Fred plays guitar. They call themselves Doubletake."
"How charming," Hermione snorted. "Ron isn't in the band?"
"Nope," Ginny said.
"Oh, what a shame. I bet little Ronniekins would be a huge hit," Hermione said sarcastically, using the twins' nickname for Ron.
Overhearing, Ron replied, "Right, like Miss Bookworm over there could get up on stage either." Hermione closed her book with a snap.
"And what do you mean by that?" Hermione said indignantly.
"Exactly what I said," Ron said, focusing his eyes on his game with Harry.
"Well at least I'd pay attention and LEARN how to perform, so I'd know what I was doing," Hermione said haughtily, referring to Ron's lack of commitment to anything that involved learning.
"Oh right," Ron rolled his eyes. "You don't learn how to perform from a book, Mione!" Even in bickering, he sometimes used his affectionate nickname for her.
"Simmer down children!" George said in a high female voice.
"Yes, mind your manners, Ronniekins!" Fred added. The use of his blasted nickname twice in a few minutes set Ron over the edge.
"Shut up you two! It's not my fault that 'Miss High-and-Mighty Granger' has to go get her panties in a bunch!" Ron snapped.
"Ron!" Ginny scolded. Hermione glowered.
"I'M not the defensive one, you stupid prat," she growled.
"Maybe we BOTH are," Ron said, smugly. The freckles on his face were bright. "But at least I don't go shoving my massive wisdom down everyone's throats!"
"Oh shove it Ron! You're just jealous, you always have been," Hermione said, not caring if she sounded arrogant anymore. "You're just insecure that you're not the smartest bloke on the block." She hit a raw wound with her insult about his insecurities.
"At least I can pronounce your name correctly!" he yelled. Then, imitating Viktor Krum's thick accent and voice, he said "Herm-own-ninny, I love you Her-mee-own!" Due to low self-control, the twins burst out laughing. Hermione jumped up with her fists tight and her face bright red. It was hard to tell if she looked like she wanted to strangle Ron, or burst out crying.
"Why must you always bring Viktor into things you jerk?!" Hermione yelled, her voice cracking at the end. Her eyes filled up with tears and they began spilling out. "You're so selfish, you know that?"
Ron, torn between his anger with her and his sympathy for her crying, stuttered, "I..I- well, you started it!"
"Stupid prick," Hermione muttered under her breath. Ginny's eyes grew large, and Ron looked like he had been kicked in the stomach.
"I'm going to my room!" he and Hermione yelled at the exact same time. They tried to run up the stairs, but both refused to walk beside the other.
"Ladies first," Hermione said harshly, tears still running down her face. Ron lost his sympathy with her for that moment.
"Oh honestly," he said bitterly, blowing past her. Downstairs, Ginny, Harry, and the twins, all shook their heads as the sound of a door being slammed was heard, and was followed by another similar slam, except accompanied by loud sobs.
"Oh brother," Harry said, cleaning off the chessboard.
Note: Okay that's Chapter One, laying out the basics for setting, and another huge row between Ron and Hermione. Next chapter up will concern the discovery of Hermione's talent and all that stuff. Hopefully I'll put it up soon. Please review, and send me any ideas you have!
Story Summary: Fred and George have a new band called Doubletake, and need a new lead singer. While staying over for the summer, they discover Hermione's talent. While the band is performing at school, Ron does a "doubletake" (ooo double meaning in title!!! I'm a genius!) and loves this other side of Hermione.
"'Mione, it's summer, why are you already doing schoolwork?"
Hermione ignored the voice calling to her from across the room; it was the usual nagging that always came from a certain red headed someone whenever she studied. It was like he was trying to draw her attention to him and away from her books.
It was another hot summer at the Burrow, full of emotional adolescents, hungry stomachs, and plenty of mischief. Hermione had just arrived the night before, and already she had to be updated on all things that had changed. Luckily, she and Ginny were becoming close friends, and Ginny told her all the details Ron never would.
Which she was doing at the very moment, as Hermione lay stretched out on the floor beside her in front of the Weasley's warm fireplace. The summer days may be hot, but the nights could get very cold. Ginny absentmindedly braided Hermione's hair as Hermione took notes out of a massive book.
"So besides Ron going completely nutters when he heard you decided not to go see Viktor, some other things have been crazy around here," Ginny said.
"When aren't they?" Hermione chuckled as a bewitched muggle cookoo clock on the wall beside them went psychotic, casting off sparks and proving Hermione's statement correct. Ron and Harry didn't even look up from their chess game; sparks and loud noises at the Burrow was commonplace.
"Well, you know how the twins kept talking about starting a band last year?" Ginny asked Hermione.
Hermione looked up from her book. "Starting a BAND? I knew they had picked up guitar and drums but.wow, cool!"
"Yeah, I guess they were pretty secretive about everything they did last year, so maybe only a handful of us knew about the band thing," Ginny said thoughtfully. "Anyway, they started rehearsing as soon as school let out. They go out and practice in the big shed at the back of the yard, cause apparently they're loud. But none of us would know what they sound like," Ginny said loudly, as the twins were playing a game of Exploding Snap nearby, "because they won't let us listen to them yet!"
Fred turned and said mysteriously, "Have patience little one."
"I'm not little!" Ginny protested.
"Your time will come," George echoed Fred, pretending not to hear her.
"Your time to hear the best bloody band in all of Britain," Fred said in the same monotone, mysterious voice. They snickered and turned back to their game. Ginny rolled her eyes.
"Honestly, those two will plague me until the day I die," she said sardonically. Hermione laughed, a bit jealous. Even though Fred and George were out of their minds for sure, it must be nice to have siblings to confide in and squabble with. Maybe that's why Hermione and Ron fought so much, because of the lack of quarreling in her life until she met him.
"Who else is in the band with them?" Hermione said, shoving her book aside. Hearing Weasley gossip actually preceded over Arithmancy, for the moment.
"Lee Jordan is on bass, and Angelina Johnson does vocals," Ginny said, playing with one of Hermione's bouncy curls. "And of course you know, George plays drums and Fred plays guitar. They call themselves Doubletake."
"How charming," Hermione snorted. "Ron isn't in the band?"
"Nope," Ginny said.
"Oh, what a shame. I bet little Ronniekins would be a huge hit," Hermione said sarcastically, using the twins' nickname for Ron.
Overhearing, Ron replied, "Right, like Miss Bookworm over there could get up on stage either." Hermione closed her book with a snap.
"And what do you mean by that?" Hermione said indignantly.
"Exactly what I said," Ron said, focusing his eyes on his game with Harry.
"Well at least I'd pay attention and LEARN how to perform, so I'd know what I was doing," Hermione said haughtily, referring to Ron's lack of commitment to anything that involved learning.
"Oh right," Ron rolled his eyes. "You don't learn how to perform from a book, Mione!" Even in bickering, he sometimes used his affectionate nickname for her.
"Simmer down children!" George said in a high female voice.
"Yes, mind your manners, Ronniekins!" Fred added. The use of his blasted nickname twice in a few minutes set Ron over the edge.
"Shut up you two! It's not my fault that 'Miss High-and-Mighty Granger' has to go get her panties in a bunch!" Ron snapped.
"Ron!" Ginny scolded. Hermione glowered.
"I'M not the defensive one, you stupid prat," she growled.
"Maybe we BOTH are," Ron said, smugly. The freckles on his face were bright. "But at least I don't go shoving my massive wisdom down everyone's throats!"
"Oh shove it Ron! You're just jealous, you always have been," Hermione said, not caring if she sounded arrogant anymore. "You're just insecure that you're not the smartest bloke on the block." She hit a raw wound with her insult about his insecurities.
"At least I can pronounce your name correctly!" he yelled. Then, imitating Viktor Krum's thick accent and voice, he said "Herm-own-ninny, I love you Her-mee-own!" Due to low self-control, the twins burst out laughing. Hermione jumped up with her fists tight and her face bright red. It was hard to tell if she looked like she wanted to strangle Ron, or burst out crying.
"Why must you always bring Viktor into things you jerk?!" Hermione yelled, her voice cracking at the end. Her eyes filled up with tears and they began spilling out. "You're so selfish, you know that?"
Ron, torn between his anger with her and his sympathy for her crying, stuttered, "I..I- well, you started it!"
"Stupid prick," Hermione muttered under her breath. Ginny's eyes grew large, and Ron looked like he had been kicked in the stomach.
"I'm going to my room!" he and Hermione yelled at the exact same time. They tried to run up the stairs, but both refused to walk beside the other.
"Ladies first," Hermione said harshly, tears still running down her face. Ron lost his sympathy with her for that moment.
"Oh honestly," he said bitterly, blowing past her. Downstairs, Ginny, Harry, and the twins, all shook their heads as the sound of a door being slammed was heard, and was followed by another similar slam, except accompanied by loud sobs.
"Oh brother," Harry said, cleaning off the chessboard.
Note: Okay that's Chapter One, laying out the basics for setting, and another huge row between Ron and Hermione. Next chapter up will concern the discovery of Hermione's talent and all that stuff. Hopefully I'll put it up soon. Please review, and send me any ideas you have!