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Two weeks later Hermione was confused. Boys had never paid much attention to her (aside from Viktor Krum anyway), and now she had two practically drooling over her. They would sit by her at lunch, both trying to make conversation, while she tried to read, eat, or talk to Ron and Harry. It was actually getting pretty irritating.
She was starting to wonder if she shouldn't just get a boyfriend so they would leave her alone. They had even given her Christmas presents (George had given her a locket with a picture of each other them both, and Fred had given her a large purple teddy bear) though neither had asked her out. She hoped they didn't start to fight over her, that would be totally embarrassing.
One day after Arithmancy Hermione was walking down the hallway, thinking about a particularly difficult problem, and she thought she almost had it figured out when a tall redheaded figure stepped in front of her. She almost knocked him over as she ran into him and dropped her books.
"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to scare you!" George exclaimed, bending over to help her with her books. She shot him a dirty look as she gathered her things and started back down the hallway. He'd ruined her concentration and now she couldn't remember the problem, let alone the solution.
"Hermione? I said I was sorry!" he said, coming up behind her. He looked so sincere that her anger melted a little.
"Its okay George. I should've been paying better attention to where I was going." she told him. Suddenly she felt self conscience about her hair. Did it look okay? She couldn't remember how long she had brushed it that morning. Suddenly she stopped. She had never worried much about her hair before. She was always more worried about her studies. She shook her head. All this attention was getting to her.
About 20 feet away, George noticed she had stopped and went back to see what was wrong. He saw her shake her head and start again, just as he was catching up to her.
"Is everything alright Mione?" he asked quietly. This confused her thinking a little. Since when was either Weasley twin quiet? But then, since when were they interested in her?
"I'm fine. Just thought I had forgotten something." she mumbled. He nodded in response. Suddenly he lightly touched her arm and they both stopped walking. They were in a pretty much deserted hallway, as it was just before lunch time and everyone was hungry.
"Mione? Can I ask you something?" suddenly George was very nervous. He didn't plan this, the question just popped out of his mouth. Too late to go back now he thought.
"I suppose so. What is it?" she said looking up into his eyes. She'd never noticed how beautiful his eyes were.
"Well.... its like this.... do you... uh... do-you-want-to-go-out-with-me?" he said it quickly, trying to get it over with. She looked a little surprised.
"Yes." she squeaked. She was just as surprised at her answer as he was. He hugged her, sweeping her up in his arms and swinging her around. He was couldn't remember ever being so happy!
He took her hand and they walked that way all the way to the Great Hall. She was blushing furiously and the tips of his ears were red as they walked in and sat down. Quite a few people were staring at them. Including Fred.
That's it for this chapter. What's going to happen? Any ideas? Please reply, even if you have before. I don't mind repeat reviewers, lets me know people like my story enough to keep reading!
Two weeks later Hermione was confused. Boys had never paid much attention to her (aside from Viktor Krum anyway), and now she had two practically drooling over her. They would sit by her at lunch, both trying to make conversation, while she tried to read, eat, or talk to Ron and Harry. It was actually getting pretty irritating.
She was starting to wonder if she shouldn't just get a boyfriend so they would leave her alone. They had even given her Christmas presents (George had given her a locket with a picture of each other them both, and Fred had given her a large purple teddy bear) though neither had asked her out. She hoped they didn't start to fight over her, that would be totally embarrassing.
One day after Arithmancy Hermione was walking down the hallway, thinking about a particularly difficult problem, and she thought she almost had it figured out when a tall redheaded figure stepped in front of her. She almost knocked him over as she ran into him and dropped her books.
"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to scare you!" George exclaimed, bending over to help her with her books. She shot him a dirty look as she gathered her things and started back down the hallway. He'd ruined her concentration and now she couldn't remember the problem, let alone the solution.
"Hermione? I said I was sorry!" he said, coming up behind her. He looked so sincere that her anger melted a little.
"Its okay George. I should've been paying better attention to where I was going." she told him. Suddenly she felt self conscience about her hair. Did it look okay? She couldn't remember how long she had brushed it that morning. Suddenly she stopped. She had never worried much about her hair before. She was always more worried about her studies. She shook her head. All this attention was getting to her.
About 20 feet away, George noticed she had stopped and went back to see what was wrong. He saw her shake her head and start again, just as he was catching up to her.
"Is everything alright Mione?" he asked quietly. This confused her thinking a little. Since when was either Weasley twin quiet? But then, since when were they interested in her?
"I'm fine. Just thought I had forgotten something." she mumbled. He nodded in response. Suddenly he lightly touched her arm and they both stopped walking. They were in a pretty much deserted hallway, as it was just before lunch time and everyone was hungry.
"Mione? Can I ask you something?" suddenly George was very nervous. He didn't plan this, the question just popped out of his mouth. Too late to go back now he thought.
"I suppose so. What is it?" she said looking up into his eyes. She'd never noticed how beautiful his eyes were.
"Well.... its like this.... do you... uh... do-you-want-to-go-out-with-me?" he said it quickly, trying to get it over with. She looked a little surprised.
"Yes." she squeaked. She was just as surprised at her answer as he was. He hugged her, sweeping her up in his arms and swinging her around. He was couldn't remember ever being so happy!
He took her hand and they walked that way all the way to the Great Hall. She was blushing furiously and the tips of his ears were red as they walked in and sat down. Quite a few people were staring at them. Including Fred.
That's it for this chapter. What's going to happen? Any ideas? Please reply, even if you have before. I don't mind repeat reviewers, lets me know people like my story enough to keep reading!