Somebody, who left a anonymous review, asked if I have even read the books, and they asked that because I called them dork balls. IF THEY WOULD HAVE READ THE OTHER FRIGGIN CHAPTER THEY WOULD HAVE KNOWN THEY WEREN'T PLAYING QUIDDITCH, IT WAS QUIDWOH, FRIGGIN DUMB ASS, I'VE READ THEY BOOKS AND I PROBABLY HAVE READ THEM A THOUSAND MORE THAN YOU! SO, MISS, OR MISTER, I WISH TO REMAIN ANONYMOUS, MAYBE YOU NEED TO SHARPEN YOUR READING SKILLS, IDIGIT!
For my other wonderful reviewers, which by the way, I friggin love you this was not to you, nor was it intended to scare you of my anger, because I'm pissed. I really wish people would read the correct way. I did mention they weren't playing Quidditch because of the amount of players. They were odd, so they played my invention. Quidditch without Harry. And you know what? If they can't read, I'm sorry my adoring fans whom will probably hate me now... FUCK YOU! Go TO SCHOOL! Ok, I'm okay, I gots my sugar and my idea for Fred and George's date, also, anyone who left their name, is at the wedding, my ode to you, okay? 200 + reviews? Aw, ya shouldn't have! I LOVE YOU! Yes, I do have mood changes.
"Fred and George's dates aren't Muggles? Ron? Right?" Hermione asked.
"No, I hope not." Ron answered in the car, which, by the way was driving itself.
"You mean, they'd be that stupid?" Hermione asked.
"I just wonder who they're bringing." Harry said, shaking his head.
"Probably some transfer. They did get them from town." said Ron.
"Ron, most people would call you an asshole. You act like women are some kind of dogs you pick up at the pound." Ginny retorted to her older brother as if older.
"She's right. That's how he treated me before he knew I had a date to the Yule Ball, and I couldn't go with him."
"Ron, the girls " Harry was saying until the "girls" cut in.
"Women." They said with no melodic enchanting to their voices.
"Yes, they're right." Harry was sitting in the up-front passenger seat, next to Ron in the driver. The "women" were sitting in back.
"How exactly can you tell if you've become a woman?" Ron asked.
"How exactly, can you tell apart boys from men?" Ginny asked.
"Ron, you don't want to know." Hermione answered.
"But, no, Hermione, I do." Ron said, looking at the back seat.
"Well, we aren't going to tell you." Ginny said.
"The thong incident over!" Hermione wailed putting a hand to her head. They were passing a street called Manefeter Drive.
"Hermione, where did you get that thong?" Ron asked.
"You are full of questions I don't want to answer." Hermione glared.
"No, really, where?" Ron was determined to get this one answered.
"Well, okay, Ron. Draco Malfoy and I used to live by each other, and we dated. Once we decided we wanted to go further than kissing, and I went out and bought a thong for our special night." Hermione said, sarcastically.
"Oh, hey, Hermione, you're lying!" Ron shouted.
"Maybe I am, maybe I'm not." Hermione said giving no clue to the oblivious.
"Well, Ron, isn't it nice to see you speechless." Ginny said after Ron not talking for ten seconds.
"I still think Hermione's lying." Ron stated his opinion to Harry, yet the women heard.
They all started laughing, and then they were finally at Wedding Bells Park.
Ron was trying to hide behind his friends as not to be seen by his around-his-age-cousins.
"Ron. One would think you're trying to hide. Why would that be?" It was Ron's cousin... Andrew. Eek, Hi Hydro Chloride! I found out your name!!
"Oh, you know Andrew, just, you know, making sure my friends, well, that they don't feel left out."
"My, my, hi Ginny. My sister, is over by the dance floor. If you'd like to go talk with her." Andrew said. He then realized he was not done, "Are you going to introduce me?" Andrew had reddish brown hair, and a very hot muscular body, similar to Ron's.
"Sure, Andrew, this is Harry Potter." Ron said holding the same unmelodic voice as the "women" did.
"Harry? Blimey? Harry Potter? O my." He said enchanted with the scar while shaking Harry's hand.
"And this here is Hermione Granger. Mione, this is Andrew."
Ron said using his hands as gestures.
"Oh my, you're lovely. Hello, Hermione." Andrew said, kissing the back of Hermione's hand.
"Andrew... where is she again?" Ginny was back, even though, no one noticed she left in the first place.
"Mandi is on the dance floor." Andrew said agitated that she screwed up the moment between Hermione and him.
Hermione wanted to follow Ginny, but Andrew wouldn't let go of her hand.
"Uh, I think I'll go by Ginny." Hermione said.
"No stay here." Ron and Andrew said at the same time.
"Okay. I need to go to the loo, Harry, will you come with me? I need to find Mrs. Weasly to tell her about Fred and George and since it's almost dark, I want someone to go with me." Hermione said looking at Harry as she winked.
"I'll go with you." Ron and Andrew said in unison.
"No, I want Harry, to come with me, since you're both in the wedding. That way we don't have to worry about you getting back." Hermione rescued herself, "Come on, Harry." She grabbed his hand.
"I'll see you in a dash." Harry said, trying to rescue his "little sister."
On the way ran into many people. First there was this one person, whom neither knew, she said her name was Aunt Kerbi, though.
Then, they ran into George and Fred, themselves. There were two girls on either side of them.
"Hi, George. Hi Frederick." Hermione smiled.
The one on Fred's arm seemed to be very tall, sort of brownish hair and she had a perfect complexion. Then there was her dress, which was black and slinky. She looked very pretty.
"Harry, Herm, these are our dates." George said proudly.
"This here is Ilana." Fred said as he pointed to the slender girl.
"Yeah, and here's Alli." George said pointing at a girl with short blonde hair and a red dress hugging her curves.
It seemed Alli was a blue-eyed blonde with a very nice body, as was Ilana, except she had brown hair.
"It's nice to meet you." Hermione said to the two.
"Wee, you too." The girls said very smoothly.
"Fred, George, are they twins?" Harry recognized.
"Yep, French Twins. Great in the kissing area, if you catch our drift." Fred and George said as they kissed the giggling girls on the cheek.
"You guys are perverts, sometimes, you know?" Hermione said.
"Hey, who cares as long as they use them for the experiments, not me!" Harry said as they waved good-bye.
"I suppose we could go back to Ron and Andrew, then, eh?" Hermione said.
"Hermione, that must be hard, hey? Being torn between the four guys chasing you? I know how you feel, sort of."
"Harry, as long as you rescue me, I'll be okay." Hermione said as they returned to Andrew and Ron.
"Hello, you two, how is it going?" Hermione asked.
"Oh, hi, Hermione, can I get you a drink?" Andrew asked.
"Uh, sure, Andrew, thanks." Hermione said, sitting down on the table top of the picnic table.
"I'll be back soon, girly!" Andrew said, walking away.
"I swear, he is so annoying. He tries to get the attention of anything that has breasts." Ron said.
"Ron, I'm sure that those anything that have breasts can handle it. They also have brains, you know. Well most of us do." Hermione said, sneering.
"Yes, but anything with a dress on he flirts with and then tries to steal it away unless the guy has a firm grip on it."
"Ron, you know, you're really an asshole! 'Unless the guy has a firm grip on IT?' I'm outraged. Maybe I'll go get that drink from him and start making out. New experience."
"Hermione, he's had many girlfriends, who knows how far he's gone. I'm sorry. I'm a guy. We defend our territory like animals. We think of girls as meat."
"Ron, you should get help. Viktor, idiot he was, was never like that. I swear."
"Hmm, that proves why when he lost you, he tore through the place like a mad man, looking for you. Seamus told me." Ron said.
"Either way, guys are pigs. They only think about two things. Athletics and, and, oh dear god, I'm going to the bathroom. They at least'll have a huge sign saying 'Men suck. Sit here and complain about it!'"
"Hermione, I think PMS is raging through you again!" Ginny was now there, calming her down.
"Ginny, get me out of here before An-" but Andrew was already there.
"Here, Hermione." Andrew handed her the drink.
"Andrew, I wouldn't do-" But Andrew already did it. He put his hand on her waist just as Harry was telling him not to.
"Andrew... Get your hand off of me." Hermione said, angrily.
"Yes, Andrew, you heard her, get your fucking hands off." Ron said standing up.
"Okay. Are you okay Hermione?" Andrew asked, removing his hand.
"I'm fine, I just, grrr. I need to get out of here. And Ron, Don't ever say anything like that again. You know how much I hate swearing." Hermione said, getting up. Just as she was walking away from Ginny, Ginny nudged her. Hermione went back to the boys. I'm filling in for your Isle partner Ron. Your cousin got her- er- yeah, so, thought I should apologize, since Ginny's just told me. I have to go meet the bride. She probably beautiful!" Hermione went by him. She kissed him on the cheek, making the mwa sound while doing so.
"Okay, I guess." Ron said, putting his hand to his cheek.
"Hermione." Ginny screamed. Ginny pointed at Harry. She also pointed at Andrew. Hermione gave her the death stare.
Hermione hugged Harry. She then moved down the line of boys, just standing around. She kissed Andrew on the cheek making no noise or indication that she liked it at all. (Sorry Hydro Chloride)
The boys sat there dumbfounded. Ron still holding onto his cheek and staring at Hermione butt, and Andrew doing the same. Harry was looking at his best friend to Ron's cousin. Back and forth. Even though Hermione's butt had disappeared from vision, they had yet to seize they're staring eyes of where her but might have been.
"You two know if either of you ever come out of your daze, I'm gonna beat the shit outta you! Stop staring at my sister's butt." Harry was finally aggravated.
"Your sister? She's not your sister." Andrew said as Ron was shaking his head at how much he was going to get hurt.
"Hermione Granger is my best friend! We have a bond which you asshole can't break. Hermione is my best friend. And Ron here is mine too. I can't believe what an asshole you two are! Perverts. Oh, and Ron... I heard about the conversation with Fred and George. Why don't you listen? Tell her." Harry said as he stormed off.
"Maybe you should go find a different girl. She obviously doesn't like you." Ron said as he pushed Andrew out of the way.
"Ron... you like her, don't you?" Andrew figured out.
"Yes, I do. I do a lot." Ron said as he looked for a patch of flowers.
"Listen. Hermione, she- you can have her, I guess. She's great, smart. Not a bimbo. But she is beautiful."
"I know. It took me a whole four years to figure that out." Ron said, ashamed.
"Well, you have to tell her, Ron. Tell her." Andrew said as he found some flowers somewhere along a path they were finally walking.
"You know I could use your help Andrew; a lot. You can charm." Ron said as Andrew picked up some flowers.
"Ron, you just need help on saying stuff. Okay, like, don't ever tell her she's lying. To women, only men lie. Also never tell her she's got a great rack, no, that somehow appalls some. Also, hey, are paying attention?" Andrew said handing Ron the flower bouquet he made.
"Yes, keep going." Ron said as he looked at it.
"Well, never ever tell her the secrets of guys. They don't understand." Andrew said as Ron interrupts him.
"Would that be under possessiveness?" Ron asked, afraid.
"Yeah, why?"
"Oops."
"Yeah, well, never get caught staring at her. It might result in severe questioning. Also, make sure you tell her good things. Like, your hair is as beautiful as a sunset. Pure poetry, that."
"Probably, I always end up saying, your hair looks like a cob web, or something."
"Yes, that would be a no, no." Andrew said.
"Okay, continue, Andrew." Ron said as they walked a little faster, approaching what looked like the start of the wedding.
"When you kiss her, don't break it off, she'll think you want to pull away. Then she'll find something else to do. She gets bored. And yeah, buy her gifts."
"What is the first step Andrew?"
"Telling her. You have to get through a crap load of telling before anything can happen. Give her those flowers, but come on the wedding's starting!!!" Andrew said grabbing Ron's hand. And they ran through the path to the wedding, just in time to join their partners.
I haven't got everyone yet. I will tho. Don't worry. Really, I'm very serious. Thanks 209 reviews, well, I love ya!
For my other wonderful reviewers, which by the way, I friggin love you this was not to you, nor was it intended to scare you of my anger, because I'm pissed. I really wish people would read the correct way. I did mention they weren't playing Quidditch because of the amount of players. They were odd, so they played my invention. Quidditch without Harry. And you know what? If they can't read, I'm sorry my adoring fans whom will probably hate me now... FUCK YOU! Go TO SCHOOL! Ok, I'm okay, I gots my sugar and my idea for Fred and George's date, also, anyone who left their name, is at the wedding, my ode to you, okay? 200 + reviews? Aw, ya shouldn't have! I LOVE YOU! Yes, I do have mood changes.
"Fred and George's dates aren't Muggles? Ron? Right?" Hermione asked.
"No, I hope not." Ron answered in the car, which, by the way was driving itself.
"You mean, they'd be that stupid?" Hermione asked.
"I just wonder who they're bringing." Harry said, shaking his head.
"Probably some transfer. They did get them from town." said Ron.
"Ron, most people would call you an asshole. You act like women are some kind of dogs you pick up at the pound." Ginny retorted to her older brother as if older.
"She's right. That's how he treated me before he knew I had a date to the Yule Ball, and I couldn't go with him."
"Ron, the girls " Harry was saying until the "girls" cut in.
"Women." They said with no melodic enchanting to their voices.
"Yes, they're right." Harry was sitting in the up-front passenger seat, next to Ron in the driver. The "women" were sitting in back.
"How exactly can you tell if you've become a woman?" Ron asked.
"How exactly, can you tell apart boys from men?" Ginny asked.
"Ron, you don't want to know." Hermione answered.
"But, no, Hermione, I do." Ron said, looking at the back seat.
"Well, we aren't going to tell you." Ginny said.
"The thong incident over!" Hermione wailed putting a hand to her head. They were passing a street called Manefeter Drive.
"Hermione, where did you get that thong?" Ron asked.
"You are full of questions I don't want to answer." Hermione glared.
"No, really, where?" Ron was determined to get this one answered.
"Well, okay, Ron. Draco Malfoy and I used to live by each other, and we dated. Once we decided we wanted to go further than kissing, and I went out and bought a thong for our special night." Hermione said, sarcastically.
"Oh, hey, Hermione, you're lying!" Ron shouted.
"Maybe I am, maybe I'm not." Hermione said giving no clue to the oblivious.
"Well, Ron, isn't it nice to see you speechless." Ginny said after Ron not talking for ten seconds.
"I still think Hermione's lying." Ron stated his opinion to Harry, yet the women heard.
They all started laughing, and then they were finally at Wedding Bells Park.
Ron was trying to hide behind his friends as not to be seen by his around-his-age-cousins.
"Ron. One would think you're trying to hide. Why would that be?" It was Ron's cousin... Andrew. Eek, Hi Hydro Chloride! I found out your name!!
"Oh, you know Andrew, just, you know, making sure my friends, well, that they don't feel left out."
"My, my, hi Ginny. My sister, is over by the dance floor. If you'd like to go talk with her." Andrew said. He then realized he was not done, "Are you going to introduce me?" Andrew had reddish brown hair, and a very hot muscular body, similar to Ron's.
"Sure, Andrew, this is Harry Potter." Ron said holding the same unmelodic voice as the "women" did.
"Harry? Blimey? Harry Potter? O my." He said enchanted with the scar while shaking Harry's hand.
"And this here is Hermione Granger. Mione, this is Andrew."
Ron said using his hands as gestures.
"Oh my, you're lovely. Hello, Hermione." Andrew said, kissing the back of Hermione's hand.
"Andrew... where is she again?" Ginny was back, even though, no one noticed she left in the first place.
"Mandi is on the dance floor." Andrew said agitated that she screwed up the moment between Hermione and him.
Hermione wanted to follow Ginny, but Andrew wouldn't let go of her hand.
"Uh, I think I'll go by Ginny." Hermione said.
"No stay here." Ron and Andrew said at the same time.
"Okay. I need to go to the loo, Harry, will you come with me? I need to find Mrs. Weasly to tell her about Fred and George and since it's almost dark, I want someone to go with me." Hermione said looking at Harry as she winked.
"I'll go with you." Ron and Andrew said in unison.
"No, I want Harry, to come with me, since you're both in the wedding. That way we don't have to worry about you getting back." Hermione rescued herself, "Come on, Harry." She grabbed his hand.
"I'll see you in a dash." Harry said, trying to rescue his "little sister."
On the way ran into many people. First there was this one person, whom neither knew, she said her name was Aunt Kerbi, though.
Then, they ran into George and Fred, themselves. There were two girls on either side of them.
"Hi, George. Hi Frederick." Hermione smiled.
The one on Fred's arm seemed to be very tall, sort of brownish hair and she had a perfect complexion. Then there was her dress, which was black and slinky. She looked very pretty.
"Harry, Herm, these are our dates." George said proudly.
"This here is Ilana." Fred said as he pointed to the slender girl.
"Yeah, and here's Alli." George said pointing at a girl with short blonde hair and a red dress hugging her curves.
It seemed Alli was a blue-eyed blonde with a very nice body, as was Ilana, except she had brown hair.
"It's nice to meet you." Hermione said to the two.
"Wee, you too." The girls said very smoothly.
"Fred, George, are they twins?" Harry recognized.
"Yep, French Twins. Great in the kissing area, if you catch our drift." Fred and George said as they kissed the giggling girls on the cheek.
"You guys are perverts, sometimes, you know?" Hermione said.
"Hey, who cares as long as they use them for the experiments, not me!" Harry said as they waved good-bye.
"I suppose we could go back to Ron and Andrew, then, eh?" Hermione said.
"Hermione, that must be hard, hey? Being torn between the four guys chasing you? I know how you feel, sort of."
"Harry, as long as you rescue me, I'll be okay." Hermione said as they returned to Andrew and Ron.
"Hello, you two, how is it going?" Hermione asked.
"Oh, hi, Hermione, can I get you a drink?" Andrew asked.
"Uh, sure, Andrew, thanks." Hermione said, sitting down on the table top of the picnic table.
"I'll be back soon, girly!" Andrew said, walking away.
"I swear, he is so annoying. He tries to get the attention of anything that has breasts." Ron said.
"Ron, I'm sure that those anything that have breasts can handle it. They also have brains, you know. Well most of us do." Hermione said, sneering.
"Yes, but anything with a dress on he flirts with and then tries to steal it away unless the guy has a firm grip on it."
"Ron, you know, you're really an asshole! 'Unless the guy has a firm grip on IT?' I'm outraged. Maybe I'll go get that drink from him and start making out. New experience."
"Hermione, he's had many girlfriends, who knows how far he's gone. I'm sorry. I'm a guy. We defend our territory like animals. We think of girls as meat."
"Ron, you should get help. Viktor, idiot he was, was never like that. I swear."
"Hmm, that proves why when he lost you, he tore through the place like a mad man, looking for you. Seamus told me." Ron said.
"Either way, guys are pigs. They only think about two things. Athletics and, and, oh dear god, I'm going to the bathroom. They at least'll have a huge sign saying 'Men suck. Sit here and complain about it!'"
"Hermione, I think PMS is raging through you again!" Ginny was now there, calming her down.
"Ginny, get me out of here before An-" but Andrew was already there.
"Here, Hermione." Andrew handed her the drink.
"Andrew, I wouldn't do-" But Andrew already did it. He put his hand on her waist just as Harry was telling him not to.
"Andrew... Get your hand off of me." Hermione said, angrily.
"Yes, Andrew, you heard her, get your fucking hands off." Ron said standing up.
"Okay. Are you okay Hermione?" Andrew asked, removing his hand.
"I'm fine, I just, grrr. I need to get out of here. And Ron, Don't ever say anything like that again. You know how much I hate swearing." Hermione said, getting up. Just as she was walking away from Ginny, Ginny nudged her. Hermione went back to the boys. I'm filling in for your Isle partner Ron. Your cousin got her- er- yeah, so, thought I should apologize, since Ginny's just told me. I have to go meet the bride. She probably beautiful!" Hermione went by him. She kissed him on the cheek, making the mwa sound while doing so.
"Okay, I guess." Ron said, putting his hand to his cheek.
"Hermione." Ginny screamed. Ginny pointed at Harry. She also pointed at Andrew. Hermione gave her the death stare.
Hermione hugged Harry. She then moved down the line of boys, just standing around. She kissed Andrew on the cheek making no noise or indication that she liked it at all. (Sorry Hydro Chloride)
The boys sat there dumbfounded. Ron still holding onto his cheek and staring at Hermione butt, and Andrew doing the same. Harry was looking at his best friend to Ron's cousin. Back and forth. Even though Hermione's butt had disappeared from vision, they had yet to seize they're staring eyes of where her but might have been.
"You two know if either of you ever come out of your daze, I'm gonna beat the shit outta you! Stop staring at my sister's butt." Harry was finally aggravated.
"Your sister? She's not your sister." Andrew said as Ron was shaking his head at how much he was going to get hurt.
"Hermione Granger is my best friend! We have a bond which you asshole can't break. Hermione is my best friend. And Ron here is mine too. I can't believe what an asshole you two are! Perverts. Oh, and Ron... I heard about the conversation with Fred and George. Why don't you listen? Tell her." Harry said as he stormed off.
"Maybe you should go find a different girl. She obviously doesn't like you." Ron said as he pushed Andrew out of the way.
"Ron... you like her, don't you?" Andrew figured out.
"Yes, I do. I do a lot." Ron said as he looked for a patch of flowers.
"Listen. Hermione, she- you can have her, I guess. She's great, smart. Not a bimbo. But she is beautiful."
"I know. It took me a whole four years to figure that out." Ron said, ashamed.
"Well, you have to tell her, Ron. Tell her." Andrew said as he found some flowers somewhere along a path they were finally walking.
"You know I could use your help Andrew; a lot. You can charm." Ron said as Andrew picked up some flowers.
"Ron, you just need help on saying stuff. Okay, like, don't ever tell her she's lying. To women, only men lie. Also never tell her she's got a great rack, no, that somehow appalls some. Also, hey, are paying attention?" Andrew said handing Ron the flower bouquet he made.
"Yes, keep going." Ron said as he looked at it.
"Well, never ever tell her the secrets of guys. They don't understand." Andrew said as Ron interrupts him.
"Would that be under possessiveness?" Ron asked, afraid.
"Yeah, why?"
"Oops."
"Yeah, well, never get caught staring at her. It might result in severe questioning. Also, make sure you tell her good things. Like, your hair is as beautiful as a sunset. Pure poetry, that."
"Probably, I always end up saying, your hair looks like a cob web, or something."
"Yes, that would be a no, no." Andrew said.
"Okay, continue, Andrew." Ron said as they walked a little faster, approaching what looked like the start of the wedding.
"When you kiss her, don't break it off, she'll think you want to pull away. Then she'll find something else to do. She gets bored. And yeah, buy her gifts."
"What is the first step Andrew?"
"Telling her. You have to get through a crap load of telling before anything can happen. Give her those flowers, but come on the wedding's starting!!!" Andrew said grabbing Ron's hand. And they ran through the path to the wedding, just in time to join their partners.
I haven't got everyone yet. I will tho. Don't worry. Really, I'm very serious. Thanks 209 reviews, well, I love ya!
