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George's POV
It was nearly lunchtime and we were sitting in potions class, listening to Snape drone on about frog's weed. Or rather, I was actually sitting in potions class, trying to work out why Hermione had asked me to the Yule Ball, trying purposefully not to listen to Snape drone on about Frog's weed - when Fred knocked my shoulder. He mouthed something that looked very much like 'pink pom poms'
What the heck are you on about??? I scribbled on a bit off paper.
He held up a new packet of stink bombs and chucked them to me under the table.
Hey – I don't want them; he made wipe cow dung out of the cauldrons last time – with bare hands.
Fred coughed loudly, so I looked up abruptly.
"Mr Weasley, please repeat what I was just saying to the class," Snape sneered
Oh great, here we go again, I thought to myself. I couldn't even remember what the lesson was on – something to do with slugs. I glanced at my book.
…For those who wish to try other remedies, mashed slugs can be used regularly in place of your usual shampoo. Recommended for people with excessively greasy hair or those who prefer an alternate form of hair care product…
* Great, that's a help * I thought sarcastically, as Snape strode over towards my desk.
"Well, well Mr Weasley, what do we have here then?" He swiped the packet of stink bombs from me and held them up.
"Right, that'll be ten points from Griffindor for your insolence and a further twenty for attempting to disrupt my lesson with boyish pranks..." Snape snapped, barely able to keep his anger under control.
"…and you'll be spending your lunchtimes in detention for a further month. Class dismissed."
As soon as I got out of the classroom I banged my head on the wall.
"Not again," I groaned.
"Wow, only a month!" Lee grinned, "He must be having a good day."
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I was completely fed up by the time I had to go to the detention room. I sort of shuffled in, and went to sit down in my usual seat, only to find that it was taken.
"Hey, you nicked my seat!" I said, offended.
"I'm sorry, I didn't realise…"
I shot a look up in horror, as the girl turned round and had to do a double take,
"HERMIONE!?"
"Excuse me, could you be quiet at the back there please. You're not here to chat!"
I waited until the lady had started to carry on with her work,
"What on Earth are you doing here?" I whispered
"Obviously the same as you," she replied
I sat down next to her and took out a pen and paper.
???
I scribbled and passed it to her. I knew that the teacher on duty, didn't really care what you did so long as you didn't disturb her.
I forgot to write an essay for Professor Binns
Really??! I didn't fink u ever got in trouble
I didn't think you ever got in trouble either!
I stuck my tongue out at her, and she blushed,
I don't actually enjoy getting detentions!
There was something else that I really had to ask though,
Why did u ask me 2 the yule ball???
Although I knew she'd tell me it had all been a joke, a small part of me hoped that she really had meant it. * Hey that's stupid * I thought, * You don't even like Hermione * She looked up at me for a moment and paused.
I really like you
Lee reckons u were taking the mick.
Why are you here?
Oh, I wasn't listening to Snape, then I got caught wiv freds stink bombs
Bummer!
Uh huh!
I sat up and looked at Hermione. I was suddenly felt really nervous. Gods, did she really like me, or was she just winding me up * that's not like Hermione though * I thought, but then, It wasn't like Hermione to ever set foot near a detention hall either, let alone be in one.
Look, im sorry I upset u earlier…
Why don't you want to go with me?
I didn't say that
Will you then?
OMG – she was seriously asking me, what was I supposed to say? I suddenly panicked, I really wanted to say yes, but I'd never even considered something like this happening before.
If ur sure…
Thanks
Hermione's POV
I really can't believe what I have just done. I made sure that I went to my detention fifteen minutes early, just to be safe, and after sitting there for ages George walked in and sat right next to me! He seemed just as surprised to see me as I was to see him. I should have guessed that he'd have been there though. I tried to busy myself with some work, whilst turning bright red – he must have thought that I'd turned into some kind of stalker. He took out a bit of paper and started writing messages to me. Not only that, but he asked why I wanted him to go to the Yule Ball with me. I didn't know what to say – I mean, I couldn't tell him that it was just a dare, or he'd never agree, so I told him that I actually liked him. The worst part is – I'm starting to believe that it may actually be true…
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I sat down in the common room, and took out a few rolls of parchment and a new bottle of ink. After today's lesson, I vowed that I'd never hand in another piece of work late ever. I managed to get a fair bit done, and I was scribbling away furiously when Ron came up to me and coughed loudly, so I glanced up.
"oh, hi Ron,"
"Hey Hermione, do you want to come with Harry and me. We're going to watch the Quidditch later. Ravenclaw v's Slytherin?"
"Um, sorry Ron, I have to finish this," I said gesturing to my work.
"oh, come on Mione, it'll be really cool,"
"No, but thanks anyway," I replied firmly,
"Ok, suit yourself."
"mmm," I murmured, not really listening,
he must have wandered off, because when I turned to see if he was still there, he'd gone. I finally gave up on the essay, because my hand was starting to ache and I had a killing headache. * Should be ok * I thought * it was only supposed to be two rolls, and I've written five already *
I decided to have an early night, as everyone else seemed to have gone to the Quidditch match, and took myself up to the girls dorms.
"Hey Mione!" Pavarti and Lavender.
"didn't you go to see the match?" I asked
"Nah! Lavender insisted on following Ron, but she wouldn't go without me," Pavarti explained,
"So, did you ask George?"
"mmm…"
"and what did he say?" Lavender asked eagerly,
"He said 'If you're sure'" I quoted,
"wow, that is so cool!" added Pavarti, "He must really like you! Shame, it was only a dare – you two would make such a cute couple."
I blushed and busied myself, trying to find my pyjamas.
"You don't actually fancy him do you?" Lavender asked
"No! Of course not!" I said, blushing deeper.
"Oh, I think he's kinda sweet!" Lavender sighed fondly,
"yeah, only 'cause he's Ron's brother!" Pavarti giggled.
I decided to make a quick exit and took a detour outside.
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Positive criticism welcome - please tell me how I can improve!!! Not as long as the last chapter, but I kinda got stuck - does anyone have any ideas - I know roughly how it's going to finish, but I'd be real grateful! Thanx! Kim