He walked into the Gryffindor common room to see no George.
"Oh fuck." hissed Harry.
He turned round and walked out the room. Then an idea came to him.
He walked quickly till he reached the entrance to the library.
He walked into see George sat at a table at the other side of the room to Hermione.
Harry smiled as he saw George staring lovingly at Hermione.
Harry walked over to George's table and tapped his shoulder.
"What? Oh hey Harry. What took you?" asked George tearing his eyes away from Hermione.
"I was talking to Fred and lost track of time," explained Harry putting his hand in his pocket.
He felt around and clasped his fingers around the piece of paper that Brooke had shoved into his fist.
He pulled it out and looked at it.
"What's that?" asked George curiously.
"What? Oh nothing." said Harry trying to hide it from George's view.
"OK." said George rolling his eyes.
"Anyway what did you want to talk about?" asked Harry putting the paper back into his pocket.
"Well I was wondering if you could help me get to know Hermione." said George.
"I knew it! I knew you liked her!" smiled Harry triumphantly at him.
"What can I do though." asked George.
"Well, you could sit with her, try and get to know her and ask her for help with homework. I bet she'd be glad to help," said Harry.
"OK It's worth a try." sighed George.
He got up from the table and walked towards Hermione's table.
"Can I join you?" asked George pulling out a chair for him.
"Sure pull up a chair," said Hermione gesturing to another chair over her book.
"So what's that book about?" asked George resting his head on his hands, while his elbows stood on the desktop.
"Oh it's the history of the muggle music industry and how it's similar to the Wizarding," said Hermione looking up briefly from her book.
"Yeah I've read that. I got and 'A' for the report I had to do on It." said George offhandedly.
"Really?" asked Hermione in amazement.
Harry rolled his eyes at George's lie.
"Yeah. That industry is very interesting especially since there is so many different types of music." said George.
"Which one do you like the most?" asked Hermione putting down her book and folding a piece of parchment into a bookmark before sticking it in place in the book.
"Hm well I like R'n'B and soul but the best has to be rock," pondered George. Harry watched as the two began to talk like good friends.
He smiled and reached into his pocket for the note of Brooke's.
He unfolded it and began to read.
Harry,
I see you are always with that girl Cho. What's the deal? I mean, am I not good enough for you, or do you just feel you have to lie. Either way Harry I love you and feel destined to be with you. Meet me outside the whomping willow at eleven so we can talk. Love ya Brooke.
Harry gulped and crumpled up the note into a ball. He put it back in his pocket and got up from the table. He took one last look at hermione and George before leaving the library.
He walked to Gryffindor tower and went into the common room to see Ron playing chess with Fred.
Tissues surrounded the floor and Fred had his head on the table, and was banging his fist.
Every time it banged the chessboard flew into the air and Ron had to pull it down.
Harry pulled up a chair and watched. "I mean how could he do this to me, his own twin! And now he's given up his prankster heritage for a girl?" whined Fred as Ron moved his king.
"Come on Fred it's not that bad. I mean it's not like you don't have a girlfriend," said Ron spinning the board so he could do Fred's turn.
"Girlfriends aren't as important as the relationship between twins he should know that by now!" moaned Fred throwing another tissue on the floor.
"But even if you are a twin you still need to be an individual." said Ron.
"Hey guys." said Harry suddenly.
"Harry, how long you been there?" asked Fred.
"Long enough I'd say," said Harry carefully.
"Don't you dare tell anyone about this." said Fred wiping his nose while giving Harry an evil look.
"I won't I swear!" said Harry.
Fred growled before getting up from the table and going up to his dorm.'
Ron rolled his eyes before turning his attention to Harry.
"So how's your life going?" asked Ron cleaning up the chessboard and starting another game.
"Well let's see. One of your twin brothers hates me for helping his twin get involved with a swot. Cho, her sister Adeline and your sister gin are all in love with me. And I've still got to do my homework!" complained Harry.
"That sounds bad!" said Ron.
"It is. Can I copy your homework?" asked Harry.
"Sure. I'll come with you, got to clean my robes," said Ron packing up the board and pieces. He followed Harry up to their dorm where they were the only ones there. Ron got out his pieces of homework and pasted them to Harry along with some pieces of parchment.
Harry lay on his bed paraphrasing Ron's homework while Ron dusted his robes and polished his shoes.
"So you think Seamus learned his lesson?" grinned Harry looking at Ron.
Ron narrowed his eyes.
"Sorry couldn't help it." smirked Harry. Ron rolled his eyes before returning to polishing his shoes.
Dean appeared his eyes opened wide.
"Er yeah?" asked Ron waving his hand in front of Dean's face.
"Er yeah Brooke Malfoy is asking for you in the common room Ron." said Dean.
"Oh right." said Ron tying his shoes and getting up from his bed.
"See you Ron." smiled Harry weakly looking up from his homework.
Ron smiled mischievously before going down stairs.
He walked into the common room and saw Brooke stood there dressed in sapphire robes that matched her eyes.
"Oh fuck." hissed Harry.
He turned round and walked out the room. Then an idea came to him.
He walked quickly till he reached the entrance to the library.
He walked into see George sat at a table at the other side of the room to Hermione.
Harry smiled as he saw George staring lovingly at Hermione.
Harry walked over to George's table and tapped his shoulder.
"What? Oh hey Harry. What took you?" asked George tearing his eyes away from Hermione.
"I was talking to Fred and lost track of time," explained Harry putting his hand in his pocket.
He felt around and clasped his fingers around the piece of paper that Brooke had shoved into his fist.
He pulled it out and looked at it.
"What's that?" asked George curiously.
"What? Oh nothing." said Harry trying to hide it from George's view.
"OK." said George rolling his eyes.
"Anyway what did you want to talk about?" asked Harry putting the paper back into his pocket.
"Well I was wondering if you could help me get to know Hermione." said George.
"I knew it! I knew you liked her!" smiled Harry triumphantly at him.
"What can I do though." asked George.
"Well, you could sit with her, try and get to know her and ask her for help with homework. I bet she'd be glad to help," said Harry.
"OK It's worth a try." sighed George.
He got up from the table and walked towards Hermione's table.
"Can I join you?" asked George pulling out a chair for him.
"Sure pull up a chair," said Hermione gesturing to another chair over her book.
"So what's that book about?" asked George resting his head on his hands, while his elbows stood on the desktop.
"Oh it's the history of the muggle music industry and how it's similar to the Wizarding," said Hermione looking up briefly from her book.
"Yeah I've read that. I got and 'A' for the report I had to do on It." said George offhandedly.
"Really?" asked Hermione in amazement.
Harry rolled his eyes at George's lie.
"Yeah. That industry is very interesting especially since there is so many different types of music." said George.
"Which one do you like the most?" asked Hermione putting down her book and folding a piece of parchment into a bookmark before sticking it in place in the book.
"Hm well I like R'n'B and soul but the best has to be rock," pondered George. Harry watched as the two began to talk like good friends.
He smiled and reached into his pocket for the note of Brooke's.
He unfolded it and began to read.
Harry,
I see you are always with that girl Cho. What's the deal? I mean, am I not good enough for you, or do you just feel you have to lie. Either way Harry I love you and feel destined to be with you. Meet me outside the whomping willow at eleven so we can talk. Love ya Brooke.
Harry gulped and crumpled up the note into a ball. He put it back in his pocket and got up from the table. He took one last look at hermione and George before leaving the library.
He walked to Gryffindor tower and went into the common room to see Ron playing chess with Fred.
Tissues surrounded the floor and Fred had his head on the table, and was banging his fist.
Every time it banged the chessboard flew into the air and Ron had to pull it down.
Harry pulled up a chair and watched. "I mean how could he do this to me, his own twin! And now he's given up his prankster heritage for a girl?" whined Fred as Ron moved his king.
"Come on Fred it's not that bad. I mean it's not like you don't have a girlfriend," said Ron spinning the board so he could do Fred's turn.
"Girlfriends aren't as important as the relationship between twins he should know that by now!" moaned Fred throwing another tissue on the floor.
"But even if you are a twin you still need to be an individual." said Ron.
"Hey guys." said Harry suddenly.
"Harry, how long you been there?" asked Fred.
"Long enough I'd say," said Harry carefully.
"Don't you dare tell anyone about this." said Fred wiping his nose while giving Harry an evil look.
"I won't I swear!" said Harry.
Fred growled before getting up from the table and going up to his dorm.'
Ron rolled his eyes before turning his attention to Harry.
"So how's your life going?" asked Ron cleaning up the chessboard and starting another game.
"Well let's see. One of your twin brothers hates me for helping his twin get involved with a swot. Cho, her sister Adeline and your sister gin are all in love with me. And I've still got to do my homework!" complained Harry.
"That sounds bad!" said Ron.
"It is. Can I copy your homework?" asked Harry.
"Sure. I'll come with you, got to clean my robes," said Ron packing up the board and pieces. He followed Harry up to their dorm where they were the only ones there. Ron got out his pieces of homework and pasted them to Harry along with some pieces of parchment.
Harry lay on his bed paraphrasing Ron's homework while Ron dusted his robes and polished his shoes.
"So you think Seamus learned his lesson?" grinned Harry looking at Ron.
Ron narrowed his eyes.
"Sorry couldn't help it." smirked Harry. Ron rolled his eyes before returning to polishing his shoes.
Dean appeared his eyes opened wide.
"Er yeah?" asked Ron waving his hand in front of Dean's face.
"Er yeah Brooke Malfoy is asking for you in the common room Ron." said Dean.
"Oh right." said Ron tying his shoes and getting up from his bed.
"See you Ron." smiled Harry weakly looking up from his homework.
Ron smiled mischievously before going down stairs.
He walked into the common room and saw Brooke stood there dressed in sapphire robes that matched her eyes.
