Disclaimer: I don't own anything in this story except the plot. But I would
be willing to trade that for any of the MALE characters in Harry Potter.
Just something to think about, Mrs. Rowling. Plus, Stacy (mysterywriter)
helped me with this whole story (plus many others) when I got writers block
(which ALWAYS happens).
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Chapter 8: Gred and Forge
Hermione started to re-pack her bag as soon as she hung up the phone. She still felt slightly dizzy from the conversation with Ron. He wanted her to meet his parents. Not that she hadn't met them before, but this was suppose to be a big thing, right? She couldn't wait to tell Ron that she and Krum were over.
"Have fun." Harry said as Hermione was getting ready to Apparated to the Burrow. "And call me as soon as something happens." Hermione hugged Harry, and with a pop, she was gone.
Hermione appeared inside a very cluttered living room. A warm feeling rushed over her. The Burrow had always been her second home. And she hadn't seen it in so long. But before Hermione could even begin to reminisce, Ron entered the room.
"Mione!" He said happily, wrapping his friend in a hug. Hermione melted into his arms. She lost all feeling in her legs and could only concentrate on the way he smelled and how his body felt pressed up against hers. They looked into each others eyes, still wrapped in the hug.
"I've missed you." Ron said quietly.
"It's only been a few days." Hermione laughed.
"I don't care. I still missed you." Ron said with a little chuckle. His eyes twinkled like sapphires when he laughed. Hermione could have stood there for the rest of eternity in Ron's arms. She was perfectly content just staring into his bright blue eyes. But, like they say, when it seems too good to be true, it probably is.
"Ronniekins!" Came the voice that Hermione would love to forget. Brigit came prancing into the room. "Who's this...?"
Ron quickly let go of Hermione, and scooted a good six feet away from her. "This is Hermione." He said, running his hand through his hair in a nothing-was-happening kind of way. "Remember? She was at Harry's with us."
"Who's Harry?" Brigit asked. Hermione openly rolled her eyes, daring Brigit to act on it.
"Stupid hoe." Hermione said under her breath, not being able to help herself.
"Come again?" Brigit asked with what looked like a very forced smile.
"I said.... where's Ginny?" Hermione said, not even bothering to make the sentence rhyme or sound even close to 'stupid hoe.' She flashed an equally fake smile at Brigit. Hermione glared at Brigit, not allowing herself to blink. Brigit did the same, and both were daring the other to look away. It was a power thing.
"She's in the kitchen." Ron said, not noticing the little eye war that was going on between his girlfriend and Hermione.
Hermione's eyes were beginning to water, so she finally stopped staring at Brigit. She looked up at Ron, smiled, and went into the kitchen.
"Gin?" Hermione asked, seeing a girl with long red hair standing with her back to Hermione. Ginny turned around and squealed as soon as she saw her friend.
"Mione! How are you?" She asked, wrapping Hermione in a hug. "I'm so glad that you're here. I am going insane with that bitch Brigit here."
"Glad I'm not the only one." Hermione sighed.
"You know," Ginny said thoughtfully. "I would have bet anything that you would have been the one to end up with Ron."
Hermione knew that Ginny didn't mean for that statement to hurt as much as it did. Hermione held back tears and forced a smile. She didn't want Ginny to see how much she was suffering.
"So," Hermione said, dieing for a change of subject. "How have you been?" She forced her voice to stay steady, and wouldn't give in to the pain that seemed to be taking over her body. Her throat closed up, and her chest felt empty. Like someone had reached in and ripped out her heart.
Ginny went on and on about her life. She talked about all of the wonderful things that had happened to her. How she and Draco were going to get married, how she had a great job, and how she couldn't be happier. Hermione felt obligated to tune her out. As a protest for all of those unhappy women out there, Hermione being one of them. And, also, for Ginny's health and well being. If Hermione had to hear one more word about how great Ginny's love life was, especially compared to Hermione's, she knew that things were going to get bloody.
Thank Merlin, the Weasleys chose that exact moment to come piling into the kitchen.
"Hermione, dear! How are you?" Mrs. Weasley asked, giving Hermione a hug that warmed her all over. Ron's mom had that effect on people. She was jolly and cuddly. Kind of like a cross between a teddy bear and Santa Clause. Except without the freaky elves.
Mr. Weasley greeted her, and started piling questions about muggles on her. Fred and George came in quickly afterwards, and rescued her from their muggle obsessed father.
"How's it going Hermione?" George asked with one of his evil smiles. "Care to try some fudge?" he asked as his twin produced a tray of fudge out of no where.
"You don't think I'm that stupid, do you?" Hermione asked with a knowing smile. "What'd you do to it?"
Both of the Weasley twins looked like they were going to explode with laughter. "The minute you bite down, you're teeth get stuck together." Fred smirked.
"Hagrid's fudge does that too." Hermione informed them. The twins' smiles faded and they looked like Christmas had just been canceled. No, wait, that's used too much. They looked like every PlayBoy magazine in the world had just been canceled and taken off of the shelves.
"What?!" George whined. "So we spent a month on this for nothing?"
"I'm sorry guys." Hermione said, wishing that she hadn't said anything. It was murder to see the twins without smiles-or mischievous grins, rather -on their faces. "Have you tried it out on anyone yet?" Hermione asked, trying to lighten the mood with a change of subject.
"No." Fred said, his smile finding it's way back onto his face. "No one in this house is stupid enough to try something we've made."
"I can think of someone who's just that stupid." BRIGIT! BRIGIT! BRIGIT! "Maybe more..." Hermione said with one of her own evil smirks.
"I know who you're talking about, and we've already tried it." Fred said. "But Ron stopped us."
"Protective boyfriends always ruin our fun." George said. Hermione gave a halfhearted smile, and the twins noticed. "Don't worry, it won't last. Brigit and Ron are horrible together."
They just don't know it yet.
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Within an hour, Mrs. Weasley had dinner for eight on the table. Hermione moved to sit next to Ron, but Brigit beat her to the seat. So she was forced to sit next to Ginny.
The conversation went pretty well. Hermione was too busy thinking of ways to kick Brigit under the table without her knowing it was her, but that was impossible. When Hermione finally took time to listen to the conversation, it wasn't very pleasant.
"So, Brigit, Ron tells us that you're a model." Mrs. Weasley said nicely, trying to make small talk with the Barbie across from her. Brigit just nodded, pushing the food on her plate around a little. Mrs. Weasley offered her seconds, like she always does, even though Brigit had only taken three bites.
"It's pointless to ask." Hermione said under her breath to Ginny. "She'll just throw it back up when she goes to the bathroom." They both snickered, and Brigit looked up, noticing that she was being talked about.
"What was that?" Brigit asked, glaring at the girls from across the table.
"We were just wondering how you keep you *cough*disgustingly*cough* thin figure." Hermione said, smiling sweetly at Brigit. Ginny struggled to hold back her laughter.
"I just eat healthy, exercise, you know... oh, wait. You *wouldn't* know." Brigit said, looking Hermione up and down quickly. "I could tell you my diet, you look like you need it." She put on a sickeningly sweet smile. Hermione just sat there, with her mouth open. How dare that wench call her fat! She quickly got over it, and put on an evil smirk.
"So, what's your exercise? Sticking your finger down your throat?" Hermione said. She could hear Fred and George snickering on the other side of the table. It was amazing how everyone else in the Weasley family was well aware of just how horrible Brigit was. They made fun of her, like enemies are obligated to do. But Ron, the stupid prat, had absolutely no idea that his Barbie girl was a total bitch. Poor, stupid, adorable, sexy Ron.
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~Herbie- Hooray! I'm on your favorites list! That makes me so happy! You can tell, cause I'm using a lot of exclamation marks!!! Anyways, thank you so much for the review. I'm glad you still love it!
~Pixi Punkrocker- Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday dear Pixi, happy birthday to you!!! Heehee, anyways, onto the response... mutant sheep? Cool!!! I want one! Maybe I can buy you one, or make one in a laboratory, for your next birthday.... you don't like Harry Potter? Me neither. He's an egotistical butt head who craves for attention. Bastard. Anyways, I like making him less annoying in my fics. But I don't havta do that to Ron. Cause he's hot and nice all on his own.... lol, my therapy fic, you liked it? cool. Yea, I figured hitting Dumbledore with a banana would be interesting. It just seems like the perfect fruit to hit people with... and to make sexual innuendos about.
~awonkachonka- I'm sorry that you were in a bad mood :( But I'm glad that this story cheered you up. But studying and being tired isn't a good combination and usually results in a bad mood. Don't worry. I've been there. I feel your pain. You know what always cheers me up? Chocolate :) heehee, yummy.
~eedoe- Yes! Ginny and Draco gooooooooooooood. Ginny needs a bad boy, and Harry seems to enjoy being single... at least, in my story..... Dung flinging bunnies? Cool! I wouldn't wanna be around them after they go to the bathroom, tho. That'd be nasty!.... sorry that Harry didn't go to the Burrow. How's your heart? Still standing? I hope so.
~Lily Michelle- *sigh of relief* thank God you don't hate me..... no, Viktor will not be going to the Burrow. Or, at least I don't think he will be.....all I've got to say to your many questions is; you'll find out soon!
~Foags- "[Krum] is worse then malfoy in my opinion.... at least malfoy's hot, right?" I love the way you think! I mean, who would you rather have; a blonde, bad boy bombshell with an ego, or some ugly, slouching bastard who doesn't have a reason for his ego?..... thank you for all of the compliments!! You make me smile :) teehee..... so, you think there's gonna be 'huh-huh' at the Burrow? You're probably right. But what if Hermione decides to ignore all of the feelings and leaves Ron a horrible mess? ...That'd be interesting... but every guy knows the answer to that problem; joey: "Alright Ross, look. You're feeling a lot of pain right now. You're angry. You're hurting. Can I tell you what the answer is?" Ross nods. "Strip joint!"...... I agree with you about the first season not being as good. And I am jumping for joy about the 4th season being out on DVD! I have all of the others, this will just add to my collection..... about my herm/Draco fic, I m sooooooo in writers block mode on that one. Like, I know what I wanna happen, I just don't know exactly how to write it down. You know? If you have ANY ideas, e-mail me or IM me please! My sn is LRAangel2.
~a fan- omg, I never knew that lack-of-story could kill someone! Someone, call 911!... anyways, thank you so much for the review, and for the compliment on my writing :) I'll try to finish the story quickly!
~E. stell- Oh my gosh, you are so nice to me! Thank you for everything you said. I hope it continues to be a great story. I'd be happy to e-mail you. Thank you so much for the review!
~princessflowerchild- Of course I like your story. You're an amazing writer. You MUST e-mail me if you have anymore random stories. I'm glad that you like my story! I'd dance around as well, but I'm too tired. So I'll just settle with this; *waves arms madly and makes animal noises*
~phoenixdreams- Glad it's funny. This plots moving? Hooray! I was hoping that would happen once I change the scenery a bit.
~Straycat- Don't worry, I get both of your reviews. I'm glad that you like the responses :) About the fire-breathing chipmunks; lets just say that after about a pound of sugar and 2 weeks of studying, they don't seem that out of the ordinary.... about Brigit: "I'm guessing that brains are sold separately and Ron didn't wanna waste his money" lol, omg, that is so funny and describes it perfectly.... sticking a pin is Brigit, the human blow up doll, actually sound very good right now. I think I'll try it. Either she'll blow away, or she'll bitch slap me. It's worth a try.
~east of the shore- Here's the update! No need to threaten me at my home. Course, that'd be kinda cool. I mean, it'd be like having a stalker and isn't that every girl's dream?
~Athene- lol, I know. Aren't you surprised that Ron learned how to talk on the phone. It only took eight years. Poor boy, it's a good thing he's hot.
~RoN-RoX- I'm glad that you decided to read this story too! I'm glad that you like it, and that you didn't fall asleep reading it. Thank you so much for the review!
~Sliver Dragon Princess- I'm so happy you love it! Hilariosity? I'm not sure what that means, but I'll assume it has to do with something being funny. Sorry, my vocabulary is about as big as a midget. Thank you for the compliment about me being a great writer. Teehee, it made me smile :)
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Chapter 8: Gred and Forge
Hermione started to re-pack her bag as soon as she hung up the phone. She still felt slightly dizzy from the conversation with Ron. He wanted her to meet his parents. Not that she hadn't met them before, but this was suppose to be a big thing, right? She couldn't wait to tell Ron that she and Krum were over.
"Have fun." Harry said as Hermione was getting ready to Apparated to the Burrow. "And call me as soon as something happens." Hermione hugged Harry, and with a pop, she was gone.
Hermione appeared inside a very cluttered living room. A warm feeling rushed over her. The Burrow had always been her second home. And she hadn't seen it in so long. But before Hermione could even begin to reminisce, Ron entered the room.
"Mione!" He said happily, wrapping his friend in a hug. Hermione melted into his arms. She lost all feeling in her legs and could only concentrate on the way he smelled and how his body felt pressed up against hers. They looked into each others eyes, still wrapped in the hug.
"I've missed you." Ron said quietly.
"It's only been a few days." Hermione laughed.
"I don't care. I still missed you." Ron said with a little chuckle. His eyes twinkled like sapphires when he laughed. Hermione could have stood there for the rest of eternity in Ron's arms. She was perfectly content just staring into his bright blue eyes. But, like they say, when it seems too good to be true, it probably is.
"Ronniekins!" Came the voice that Hermione would love to forget. Brigit came prancing into the room. "Who's this...?"
Ron quickly let go of Hermione, and scooted a good six feet away from her. "This is Hermione." He said, running his hand through his hair in a nothing-was-happening kind of way. "Remember? She was at Harry's with us."
"Who's Harry?" Brigit asked. Hermione openly rolled her eyes, daring Brigit to act on it.
"Stupid hoe." Hermione said under her breath, not being able to help herself.
"Come again?" Brigit asked with what looked like a very forced smile.
"I said.... where's Ginny?" Hermione said, not even bothering to make the sentence rhyme or sound even close to 'stupid hoe.' She flashed an equally fake smile at Brigit. Hermione glared at Brigit, not allowing herself to blink. Brigit did the same, and both were daring the other to look away. It was a power thing.
"She's in the kitchen." Ron said, not noticing the little eye war that was going on between his girlfriend and Hermione.
Hermione's eyes were beginning to water, so she finally stopped staring at Brigit. She looked up at Ron, smiled, and went into the kitchen.
"Gin?" Hermione asked, seeing a girl with long red hair standing with her back to Hermione. Ginny turned around and squealed as soon as she saw her friend.
"Mione! How are you?" She asked, wrapping Hermione in a hug. "I'm so glad that you're here. I am going insane with that bitch Brigit here."
"Glad I'm not the only one." Hermione sighed.
"You know," Ginny said thoughtfully. "I would have bet anything that you would have been the one to end up with Ron."
Hermione knew that Ginny didn't mean for that statement to hurt as much as it did. Hermione held back tears and forced a smile. She didn't want Ginny to see how much she was suffering.
"So," Hermione said, dieing for a change of subject. "How have you been?" She forced her voice to stay steady, and wouldn't give in to the pain that seemed to be taking over her body. Her throat closed up, and her chest felt empty. Like someone had reached in and ripped out her heart.
Ginny went on and on about her life. She talked about all of the wonderful things that had happened to her. How she and Draco were going to get married, how she had a great job, and how she couldn't be happier. Hermione felt obligated to tune her out. As a protest for all of those unhappy women out there, Hermione being one of them. And, also, for Ginny's health and well being. If Hermione had to hear one more word about how great Ginny's love life was, especially compared to Hermione's, she knew that things were going to get bloody.
Thank Merlin, the Weasleys chose that exact moment to come piling into the kitchen.
"Hermione, dear! How are you?" Mrs. Weasley asked, giving Hermione a hug that warmed her all over. Ron's mom had that effect on people. She was jolly and cuddly. Kind of like a cross between a teddy bear and Santa Clause. Except without the freaky elves.
Mr. Weasley greeted her, and started piling questions about muggles on her. Fred and George came in quickly afterwards, and rescued her from their muggle obsessed father.
"How's it going Hermione?" George asked with one of his evil smiles. "Care to try some fudge?" he asked as his twin produced a tray of fudge out of no where.
"You don't think I'm that stupid, do you?" Hermione asked with a knowing smile. "What'd you do to it?"
Both of the Weasley twins looked like they were going to explode with laughter. "The minute you bite down, you're teeth get stuck together." Fred smirked.
"Hagrid's fudge does that too." Hermione informed them. The twins' smiles faded and they looked like Christmas had just been canceled. No, wait, that's used too much. They looked like every PlayBoy magazine in the world had just been canceled and taken off of the shelves.
"What?!" George whined. "So we spent a month on this for nothing?"
"I'm sorry guys." Hermione said, wishing that she hadn't said anything. It was murder to see the twins without smiles-or mischievous grins, rather -on their faces. "Have you tried it out on anyone yet?" Hermione asked, trying to lighten the mood with a change of subject.
"No." Fred said, his smile finding it's way back onto his face. "No one in this house is stupid enough to try something we've made."
"I can think of someone who's just that stupid." BRIGIT! BRIGIT! BRIGIT! "Maybe more..." Hermione said with one of her own evil smirks.
"I know who you're talking about, and we've already tried it." Fred said. "But Ron stopped us."
"Protective boyfriends always ruin our fun." George said. Hermione gave a halfhearted smile, and the twins noticed. "Don't worry, it won't last. Brigit and Ron are horrible together."
They just don't know it yet.
~*~*~*~
Within an hour, Mrs. Weasley had dinner for eight on the table. Hermione moved to sit next to Ron, but Brigit beat her to the seat. So she was forced to sit next to Ginny.
The conversation went pretty well. Hermione was too busy thinking of ways to kick Brigit under the table without her knowing it was her, but that was impossible. When Hermione finally took time to listen to the conversation, it wasn't very pleasant.
"So, Brigit, Ron tells us that you're a model." Mrs. Weasley said nicely, trying to make small talk with the Barbie across from her. Brigit just nodded, pushing the food on her plate around a little. Mrs. Weasley offered her seconds, like she always does, even though Brigit had only taken three bites.
"It's pointless to ask." Hermione said under her breath to Ginny. "She'll just throw it back up when she goes to the bathroom." They both snickered, and Brigit looked up, noticing that she was being talked about.
"What was that?" Brigit asked, glaring at the girls from across the table.
"We were just wondering how you keep you *cough*disgustingly*cough* thin figure." Hermione said, smiling sweetly at Brigit. Ginny struggled to hold back her laughter.
"I just eat healthy, exercise, you know... oh, wait. You *wouldn't* know." Brigit said, looking Hermione up and down quickly. "I could tell you my diet, you look like you need it." She put on a sickeningly sweet smile. Hermione just sat there, with her mouth open. How dare that wench call her fat! She quickly got over it, and put on an evil smirk.
"So, what's your exercise? Sticking your finger down your throat?" Hermione said. She could hear Fred and George snickering on the other side of the table. It was amazing how everyone else in the Weasley family was well aware of just how horrible Brigit was. They made fun of her, like enemies are obligated to do. But Ron, the stupid prat, had absolutely no idea that his Barbie girl was a total bitch. Poor, stupid, adorable, sexy Ron.
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~Herbie- Hooray! I'm on your favorites list! That makes me so happy! You can tell, cause I'm using a lot of exclamation marks!!! Anyways, thank you so much for the review. I'm glad you still love it!
~Pixi Punkrocker- Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday dear Pixi, happy birthday to you!!! Heehee, anyways, onto the response... mutant sheep? Cool!!! I want one! Maybe I can buy you one, or make one in a laboratory, for your next birthday.... you don't like Harry Potter? Me neither. He's an egotistical butt head who craves for attention. Bastard. Anyways, I like making him less annoying in my fics. But I don't havta do that to Ron. Cause he's hot and nice all on his own.... lol, my therapy fic, you liked it? cool. Yea, I figured hitting Dumbledore with a banana would be interesting. It just seems like the perfect fruit to hit people with... and to make sexual innuendos about.
~awonkachonka- I'm sorry that you were in a bad mood :( But I'm glad that this story cheered you up. But studying and being tired isn't a good combination and usually results in a bad mood. Don't worry. I've been there. I feel your pain. You know what always cheers me up? Chocolate :) heehee, yummy.
~eedoe- Yes! Ginny and Draco gooooooooooooood. Ginny needs a bad boy, and Harry seems to enjoy being single... at least, in my story..... Dung flinging bunnies? Cool! I wouldn't wanna be around them after they go to the bathroom, tho. That'd be nasty!.... sorry that Harry didn't go to the Burrow. How's your heart? Still standing? I hope so.
~Lily Michelle- *sigh of relief* thank God you don't hate me..... no, Viktor will not be going to the Burrow. Or, at least I don't think he will be.....all I've got to say to your many questions is; you'll find out soon!
~Foags- "[Krum] is worse then malfoy in my opinion.... at least malfoy's hot, right?" I love the way you think! I mean, who would you rather have; a blonde, bad boy bombshell with an ego, or some ugly, slouching bastard who doesn't have a reason for his ego?..... thank you for all of the compliments!! You make me smile :) teehee..... so, you think there's gonna be 'huh-huh' at the Burrow? You're probably right. But what if Hermione decides to ignore all of the feelings and leaves Ron a horrible mess? ...That'd be interesting... but every guy knows the answer to that problem; joey: "Alright Ross, look. You're feeling a lot of pain right now. You're angry. You're hurting. Can I tell you what the answer is?" Ross nods. "Strip joint!"...... I agree with you about the first season not being as good. And I am jumping for joy about the 4th season being out on DVD! I have all of the others, this will just add to my collection..... about my herm/Draco fic, I m sooooooo in writers block mode on that one. Like, I know what I wanna happen, I just don't know exactly how to write it down. You know? If you have ANY ideas, e-mail me or IM me please! My sn is LRAangel2.
~a fan- omg, I never knew that lack-of-story could kill someone! Someone, call 911!... anyways, thank you so much for the review, and for the compliment on my writing :) I'll try to finish the story quickly!
~E. stell- Oh my gosh, you are so nice to me! Thank you for everything you said. I hope it continues to be a great story. I'd be happy to e-mail you. Thank you so much for the review!
~princessflowerchild- Of course I like your story. You're an amazing writer. You MUST e-mail me if you have anymore random stories. I'm glad that you like my story! I'd dance around as well, but I'm too tired. So I'll just settle with this; *waves arms madly and makes animal noises*
~phoenixdreams- Glad it's funny. This plots moving? Hooray! I was hoping that would happen once I change the scenery a bit.
~Straycat- Don't worry, I get both of your reviews. I'm glad that you like the responses :) About the fire-breathing chipmunks; lets just say that after about a pound of sugar and 2 weeks of studying, they don't seem that out of the ordinary.... about Brigit: "I'm guessing that brains are sold separately and Ron didn't wanna waste his money" lol, omg, that is so funny and describes it perfectly.... sticking a pin is Brigit, the human blow up doll, actually sound very good right now. I think I'll try it. Either she'll blow away, or she'll bitch slap me. It's worth a try.
~east of the shore- Here's the update! No need to threaten me at my home. Course, that'd be kinda cool. I mean, it'd be like having a stalker and isn't that every girl's dream?
~Athene- lol, I know. Aren't you surprised that Ron learned how to talk on the phone. It only took eight years. Poor boy, it's a good thing he's hot.
~RoN-RoX- I'm glad that you decided to read this story too! I'm glad that you like it, and that you didn't fall asleep reading it. Thank you so much for the review!
~Sliver Dragon Princess- I'm so happy you love it! Hilariosity? I'm not sure what that means, but I'll assume it has to do with something being funny. Sorry, my vocabulary is about as big as a midget. Thank you for the compliment about me being a great writer. Teehee, it made me smile :)
************************************************************************ BTW: If you want me to e-mail you when I update, just tell me your e-mail address in the review. I'd be happy to.