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A/N: Sorry if this isn't that great but I've been having some writers block lately and I'm trying to go by a couple suggestions I got.
The next day in the common room Ron finally got a chance to talk to Hermione without Fred or George around, as they were older and had classes at different times. They had a free hour and Hermione was of course spending it studying, reading a rather large book about exotic animals for Care of Magical Creatures class. Ron and Harry were going over their current Divination homework, which was mostly made up, so they didn't need to pay much attention to it.
"I don't know why you bother studying for Hagrid's class, Hermione. He never tests us on things we don't already learn in class. You don't even have to get books from the library, you can just study your notes." Harry told Hermione, who when it came to studying was actually pretty unreasonable.
"I know that Harry, but what if Hagrid became sick and we had to have a new teacher write up our end of term tests, and that teacher didn't know what we'd learned and I would be the only one who would pass because I bothered to learn extra information." somehow Hermione made this sound like it made sense. Harry still wasn't going to do extra studying for the class though.
"Why are you going out with George?" Ron asked suddenly. He had been a real grouch ever since he'd first seen her holding hands with his older brother. In fact it was hard for some people to tell which Weasley brother was more upset by the match, Ron or Fred. Harry sat back and sighed, fearing this meant another large argument like the one over the Yule Ball the year before.
"What do you mean, why am I going out with him? It's because I want to. I shouldn't have to have a reason." Hermione snapped.
"But he's always such a goof off and is always getting in trouble and he never studies or follows the rules like you do Hermione." Ron replied, not quite getting angry yet.
"He is also funny, smart, cute, sweet, and million other good qualities as well. Who says I have to date someone exactly like me? Haven't you ever heard the expression opposites attract? What do you care anyway? I'm your friend and I'm happy. You should be happy for me." she said with an annoyed expression on her face. Ron scowled at this.
"Happy for you? Why? I know my brother better than you do, you wouldn't go well with him. You're just going to wind up getting hurt."
"I don't think I'm going to get hurt, and I think we go rather well together. I think I can make my own decisions thank you very much." with this she closed her book and left the common room through the portrait hole. Ron sat there with his arms crossed and a big scowl on his face.
"Why are you always such a prat Ron?" Harry asked before getting up to follow her.
"Hey Hermione, wait up!" Harry called running up behind his friend. They seemed to be heading towards the library, which was fine with Harry since he really just wanted to talk to Hermione.
"Do you want to complain about my boyfriend too, Harry?" she asked, blushing when she realized she had just referred to George as her boyfriend.
"No, of course not, I just didn't want to sit there listening to Ron complain about him. He is really being a git." Harry told her. She nodded in agreement.
"Hey, I was wondering, have you noticed anything wrong with Fred lately? He seems just as upset as Ron is. Do you know anything about that?" Harry was usually pretty observant, with a sharp eye for details, which comes in handy being a seeker.
"Fred? No. I hadn't noticed. I've been kind of... distracted." she blushed again. Before Harry could go on a group of seventh years came down the hall towards Gryffindor tower. They were being too noisy for him to continue talking. Hermione spotted George and let out a little startled cry. He looked as if someone had given him quite a beating. His lip was still a little swollen and his nose was slightly bruised. Fred didn't look to great either, but that's not who Hermione was concerned about.
She grabbed George's arm and pulled him to the side, giving Harry a look that told him to go on without her. He met up with some people from the Quidditch team and started a conversation. George smiled down at Hermione, but the look she gave back contained nothing but worry.
"What happened to you?" she asked when they were finally alone, everyone else having gone on to the common room.
"Eh, Fred and I just had a little fight; it's not a big deal." George explained.
"No, from the look of his eye it was a big deal. Why didn't you go see Madam Pomfrey? Why were you fighting?"
"We didn't want to get in trouble for fighting. It's not so bad; we've done worse to each other. We were just fighting over stupid stuff anyway. Do you want to go to Hogsmeade with me this weekend?" he asked, quickly trying to change the subject.
"Sure George, I'd love to. It'll be fun." the fight forgotten she suddenly stood on tiptoe and kissed him full on the lips. At first he was taken aback, but then quickly started returning the kiss. Around a nearby corner Fred watched, so mad he could spit. He'd heard the whole conversation and witnessed the kiss.
"We'll just see how much fun they have in Hogsmeade this weekend." he muttered to himself.
A/N: Okay, minor cliffy. I'll try to continue soon. Like I said before, if you have any ideas, don't hesitate to tell me! Please review!
A/N: Sorry if this isn't that great but I've been having some writers block lately and I'm trying to go by a couple suggestions I got.
The next day in the common room Ron finally got a chance to talk to Hermione without Fred or George around, as they were older and had classes at different times. They had a free hour and Hermione was of course spending it studying, reading a rather large book about exotic animals for Care of Magical Creatures class. Ron and Harry were going over their current Divination homework, which was mostly made up, so they didn't need to pay much attention to it.
"I don't know why you bother studying for Hagrid's class, Hermione. He never tests us on things we don't already learn in class. You don't even have to get books from the library, you can just study your notes." Harry told Hermione, who when it came to studying was actually pretty unreasonable.
"I know that Harry, but what if Hagrid became sick and we had to have a new teacher write up our end of term tests, and that teacher didn't know what we'd learned and I would be the only one who would pass because I bothered to learn extra information." somehow Hermione made this sound like it made sense. Harry still wasn't going to do extra studying for the class though.
"Why are you going out with George?" Ron asked suddenly. He had been a real grouch ever since he'd first seen her holding hands with his older brother. In fact it was hard for some people to tell which Weasley brother was more upset by the match, Ron or Fred. Harry sat back and sighed, fearing this meant another large argument like the one over the Yule Ball the year before.
"What do you mean, why am I going out with him? It's because I want to. I shouldn't have to have a reason." Hermione snapped.
"But he's always such a goof off and is always getting in trouble and he never studies or follows the rules like you do Hermione." Ron replied, not quite getting angry yet.
"He is also funny, smart, cute, sweet, and million other good qualities as well. Who says I have to date someone exactly like me? Haven't you ever heard the expression opposites attract? What do you care anyway? I'm your friend and I'm happy. You should be happy for me." she said with an annoyed expression on her face. Ron scowled at this.
"Happy for you? Why? I know my brother better than you do, you wouldn't go well with him. You're just going to wind up getting hurt."
"I don't think I'm going to get hurt, and I think we go rather well together. I think I can make my own decisions thank you very much." with this she closed her book and left the common room through the portrait hole. Ron sat there with his arms crossed and a big scowl on his face.
"Why are you always such a prat Ron?" Harry asked before getting up to follow her.
"Hey Hermione, wait up!" Harry called running up behind his friend. They seemed to be heading towards the library, which was fine with Harry since he really just wanted to talk to Hermione.
"Do you want to complain about my boyfriend too, Harry?" she asked, blushing when she realized she had just referred to George as her boyfriend.
"No, of course not, I just didn't want to sit there listening to Ron complain about him. He is really being a git." Harry told her. She nodded in agreement.
"Hey, I was wondering, have you noticed anything wrong with Fred lately? He seems just as upset as Ron is. Do you know anything about that?" Harry was usually pretty observant, with a sharp eye for details, which comes in handy being a seeker.
"Fred? No. I hadn't noticed. I've been kind of... distracted." she blushed again. Before Harry could go on a group of seventh years came down the hall towards Gryffindor tower. They were being too noisy for him to continue talking. Hermione spotted George and let out a little startled cry. He looked as if someone had given him quite a beating. His lip was still a little swollen and his nose was slightly bruised. Fred didn't look to great either, but that's not who Hermione was concerned about.
She grabbed George's arm and pulled him to the side, giving Harry a look that told him to go on without her. He met up with some people from the Quidditch team and started a conversation. George smiled down at Hermione, but the look she gave back contained nothing but worry.
"What happened to you?" she asked when they were finally alone, everyone else having gone on to the common room.
"Eh, Fred and I just had a little fight; it's not a big deal." George explained.
"No, from the look of his eye it was a big deal. Why didn't you go see Madam Pomfrey? Why were you fighting?"
"We didn't want to get in trouble for fighting. It's not so bad; we've done worse to each other. We were just fighting over stupid stuff anyway. Do you want to go to Hogsmeade with me this weekend?" he asked, quickly trying to change the subject.
"Sure George, I'd love to. It'll be fun." the fight forgotten she suddenly stood on tiptoe and kissed him full on the lips. At first he was taken aback, but then quickly started returning the kiss. Around a nearby corner Fred watched, so mad he could spit. He'd heard the whole conversation and witnessed the kiss.
"We'll just see how much fun they have in Hogsmeade this weekend." he muttered to himself.
A/N: Okay, minor cliffy. I'll try to continue soon. Like I said before, if you have any ideas, don't hesitate to tell me! Please review!