Chapter 6
Weasley Trouble
The next day, as soon as they got up, Ron told Harry exactly what he had seen, and boy, was he mad. "I can't believe he'd do that! I can't believe she wants *him*!" screamed Ron as he slammed his books down on a nearby desk.
"Ron calm down. Are you sure it was those two and not someone else you saw?" answered Harry.
Ron mumbled, "Well there are only *two* other people in Gryffindor with red hair: me and George. And I *certainly* wasn't making out with her in that armchair! And George is a lot shorter than Fred!"
Harry just stood there as he listened to Ron go on about how pissed off he was at both of them. The rest of the day went on pretty much like this: Ron giving Fred looks to kill, trying to do the same with Jennifer but melting down every time she smiled at him or stood near him, and going on about how he hates Fred to Harry the rest of the time. Finally Harry got sick of him. "You know what Ron? Instead of telling me all this, you should tell it to Fred. Maybe then you can quit bugging me the whole time about how much you wanna strangle your brother" said Harry.
"You know what? I think you're right. I think I *will* tell him. Thanks Harry!"
Harry just stood there puzzled, wondering how bad this was going to turn out.
A couple of hours later, after all classes had ended, Harry, Ron, and Hermione walked out to the Grounds to visit Hagrid. On their way there they caught Jennifer and Angelina walking back from the lake, followed by Fred and Oliver. "Can you believe it?! Look, he's *already* following her around! How much you wanna bet they hooked up too! God, this is disgusting! He's probably doing this to get back at me for something." complained Ron once he saw them.
"Ron calm down. They probably just got back from Quidditch practice" answered Hermione.
"Hermione there's two things wrong with your theory, #1 Jennifer isn't on the Quidditch team, and #2 none of them are wearing their uniforms" replied Ron.
Harry sighed, "What I don't get is, why is Oliver hanging around with Jennifer? I didn't think he liked her."
Hermione rolled her eyes, "Who cares! And to answer your question, Oliver *does not* like that brat. Now can we please go see Hagrid?"
"No," answered Ron, "I have to settle something with my brother first." Then he started to walk up to Fred.
Hermione was confused, "Harry, what on earth is he talking about?"
"Well," began Harry, "He thinks that Fred is 'stealing his girl' from him and he wants to get him to stop."
Hermione burst out laughing, "Since when is Jennifer 'his girl'?"
Ron finally reached Fred, who had turned around when Oliver pointed out he was coming over. "Hey little bro! What's up?" Ron rolled his eyes. He knew Fred was trying to show off for Jennifer.
"Fred I have to talk to you. *Alone*, if that's alright with you."
Fred smiled, "Sure." They both walked over to the nearby Quidditch Field and Ron turned to face Fred.
"Fred, I have to ask you something. Now I want you to tell me the truth. Do you fancy Jennifer?" As he said this Fred began to blush.
"Umm….no I don't little bro!" he said playfully punching Ron on the arm, "What ever gave you that idea?"
Ron was getting annoyed. It was bad enough that his brother was flirting with the girl he fancied, but now he didn't even have the courage to say it to his face. "Oh fuck off Fred! I saw you two making out last night in the Common Room!"
Fred just stood still, unable to believe what he just heard his little brother saying. Finally he said, "So what if we did? What do you have some kind of claim on her or something? I mean last time I checked she was single. And I *highly* doubt she fancies a little fifth year like you."
Ron laughed, "Newsflash genius! She *is* a fifth year! And besides, what makes you think she's gonna fancy a seventh year like you or Oliver! Especially Oliver who got left back last year thanks to one of your practical jokes."
Fred was mad. He did not like the fact that his little brother was starting to be a little smart mouth with him. "Listen Ronald, Oliver doesn't fancy Jen, and Jen doesn't fancy Oliver. I have no clue weather she fancies me or not but I am *sure as hell* she doesn't fancy you. So just fuck off and leave us alone." He began to walk away when Ron jumped on his back and started punching him. Luckily all of them, Harry and Hermione, Jennifer and Angelina and Oliver saw and came running to help Fred.
"Ron! What on *earth* has gotten into you lately?!" screamed Hermione surprised.
Ron didn't bother answering because he began to move towards Fred for another attack. Luckily Oliver and Harry held him back. Harry, Hermione, and Oliver managed to drag him away from Fred.
"Ron, what is wrong? Why'd you go and attack Fred like that?" asked Oliver once he managed to get Ron to sit down. Ron decided to tell him now since Harry and Hermione had left to visit Hagrid.
"That poor excuse of a brother I have wants to steal my girl!"
Oliver looked confused, "What girl? Oh you mean Jennifer?" he laughed.
"What? What's so damn funny?" asked Ron agitated.
"Nothing. It's just that, every single guy in this school is calling her 'his girl'. They don't even care what House she's in or anything."
Ron looked embarrassed, "Yeah well, I really, really like her. And I was going to ask her to the Ball with me. But I guess Fred beat me to her."
Oliver just looked at Ron. Finally he said, "Actually he didn't ask her-"
But Ron cut him off, "Oh that's great! I can ask her! Oh this is the best day of my life!" He got up to leave so he could go ask Jennifer but Oliver pulled him back down.
"No, no buddy. Fred didn't ask her because Malfoy already did. Sorry man."
Ron just sat there, letting what he had just been told sink in. "But she's a Gryffindor! And…and he's a Slytherin!"
Oliver just nodded and said, "Like I said before, none of the guys care what House she's in. All they know is that they want her. And I wouldn't blame them" he said that as he looked up to see Jennifer joking around with a sixth year Hufflepuff boy.
Ron looked at Oliver suspiciously, "I thought you said you didn't like her…"
Oliver composed himself and said, "I don't! I don't! I'm just saying, she's not that bad looking." Then he got up and walked back to the castle, followed by Angelina calling out for him to wait up.
Weasley Trouble
The next day, as soon as they got up, Ron told Harry exactly what he had seen, and boy, was he mad. "I can't believe he'd do that! I can't believe she wants *him*!" screamed Ron as he slammed his books down on a nearby desk.
"Ron calm down. Are you sure it was those two and not someone else you saw?" answered Harry.
Ron mumbled, "Well there are only *two* other people in Gryffindor with red hair: me and George. And I *certainly* wasn't making out with her in that armchair! And George is a lot shorter than Fred!"
Harry just stood there as he listened to Ron go on about how pissed off he was at both of them. The rest of the day went on pretty much like this: Ron giving Fred looks to kill, trying to do the same with Jennifer but melting down every time she smiled at him or stood near him, and going on about how he hates Fred to Harry the rest of the time. Finally Harry got sick of him. "You know what Ron? Instead of telling me all this, you should tell it to Fred. Maybe then you can quit bugging me the whole time about how much you wanna strangle your brother" said Harry.
"You know what? I think you're right. I think I *will* tell him. Thanks Harry!"
Harry just stood there puzzled, wondering how bad this was going to turn out.
A couple of hours later, after all classes had ended, Harry, Ron, and Hermione walked out to the Grounds to visit Hagrid. On their way there they caught Jennifer and Angelina walking back from the lake, followed by Fred and Oliver. "Can you believe it?! Look, he's *already* following her around! How much you wanna bet they hooked up too! God, this is disgusting! He's probably doing this to get back at me for something." complained Ron once he saw them.
"Ron calm down. They probably just got back from Quidditch practice" answered Hermione.
"Hermione there's two things wrong with your theory, #1 Jennifer isn't on the Quidditch team, and #2 none of them are wearing their uniforms" replied Ron.
Harry sighed, "What I don't get is, why is Oliver hanging around with Jennifer? I didn't think he liked her."
Hermione rolled her eyes, "Who cares! And to answer your question, Oliver *does not* like that brat. Now can we please go see Hagrid?"
"No," answered Ron, "I have to settle something with my brother first." Then he started to walk up to Fred.
Hermione was confused, "Harry, what on earth is he talking about?"
"Well," began Harry, "He thinks that Fred is 'stealing his girl' from him and he wants to get him to stop."
Hermione burst out laughing, "Since when is Jennifer 'his girl'?"
Ron finally reached Fred, who had turned around when Oliver pointed out he was coming over. "Hey little bro! What's up?" Ron rolled his eyes. He knew Fred was trying to show off for Jennifer.
"Fred I have to talk to you. *Alone*, if that's alright with you."
Fred smiled, "Sure." They both walked over to the nearby Quidditch Field and Ron turned to face Fred.
"Fred, I have to ask you something. Now I want you to tell me the truth. Do you fancy Jennifer?" As he said this Fred began to blush.
"Umm….no I don't little bro!" he said playfully punching Ron on the arm, "What ever gave you that idea?"
Ron was getting annoyed. It was bad enough that his brother was flirting with the girl he fancied, but now he didn't even have the courage to say it to his face. "Oh fuck off Fred! I saw you two making out last night in the Common Room!"
Fred just stood still, unable to believe what he just heard his little brother saying. Finally he said, "So what if we did? What do you have some kind of claim on her or something? I mean last time I checked she was single. And I *highly* doubt she fancies a little fifth year like you."
Ron laughed, "Newsflash genius! She *is* a fifth year! And besides, what makes you think she's gonna fancy a seventh year like you or Oliver! Especially Oliver who got left back last year thanks to one of your practical jokes."
Fred was mad. He did not like the fact that his little brother was starting to be a little smart mouth with him. "Listen Ronald, Oliver doesn't fancy Jen, and Jen doesn't fancy Oliver. I have no clue weather she fancies me or not but I am *sure as hell* she doesn't fancy you. So just fuck off and leave us alone." He began to walk away when Ron jumped on his back and started punching him. Luckily all of them, Harry and Hermione, Jennifer and Angelina and Oliver saw and came running to help Fred.
"Ron! What on *earth* has gotten into you lately?!" screamed Hermione surprised.
Ron didn't bother answering because he began to move towards Fred for another attack. Luckily Oliver and Harry held him back. Harry, Hermione, and Oliver managed to drag him away from Fred.
"Ron, what is wrong? Why'd you go and attack Fred like that?" asked Oliver once he managed to get Ron to sit down. Ron decided to tell him now since Harry and Hermione had left to visit Hagrid.
"That poor excuse of a brother I have wants to steal my girl!"
Oliver looked confused, "What girl? Oh you mean Jennifer?" he laughed.
"What? What's so damn funny?" asked Ron agitated.
"Nothing. It's just that, every single guy in this school is calling her 'his girl'. They don't even care what House she's in or anything."
Ron looked embarrassed, "Yeah well, I really, really like her. And I was going to ask her to the Ball with me. But I guess Fred beat me to her."
Oliver just looked at Ron. Finally he said, "Actually he didn't ask her-"
But Ron cut him off, "Oh that's great! I can ask her! Oh this is the best day of my life!" He got up to leave so he could go ask Jennifer but Oliver pulled him back down.
"No, no buddy. Fred didn't ask her because Malfoy already did. Sorry man."
Ron just sat there, letting what he had just been told sink in. "But she's a Gryffindor! And…and he's a Slytherin!"
Oliver just nodded and said, "Like I said before, none of the guys care what House she's in. All they know is that they want her. And I wouldn't blame them" he said that as he looked up to see Jennifer joking around with a sixth year Hufflepuff boy.
Ron looked at Oliver suspiciously, "I thought you said you didn't like her…"
Oliver composed himself and said, "I don't! I don't! I'm just saying, she's not that bad looking." Then he got up and walked back to the castle, followed by Angelina calling out for him to wait up.