A/N: Boy, this song filk has developed into a full blown fic! I have a plot going in my head! Don't worry, all, it will involve music, though. I think song fic and filks are cool, and I think Fred and George are the rock star types! This chapter will not have a song in it, since I'm going to be laying down some of the plot today. It will remain about the twins and their love lives. Hopefully I can make it interesting for you all and put a new twist on some things.
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I know you're all thinking that after Hermione ran out angrily, Ron would have followed her. Well… you're wrong. Ron is a git, so he stormed up to the Gryffindor tower and barricaded himself in his dormitory. By the time Fred, George, Katie, Angelina, and Alicia had made it up to the Gryffindor common room, Ron and Hermione had been gone for over an hour. "I wonder what that lot is up to!" Fred said, wiggling his eyebrows. The girls giggled, but to Fred's amazement, he saw his brother frown. Just as he was about to open his mouth, Harry and Ginny both came down the stairs into the common room and joined the group beside the fireplace. "Ron's in our dormitory… he has his curtains pulled and he told me to leave him alone," Harry whispered, causing a look of confusion to spread across Fred's face. "And Hermione isn't in her room and Lavender and Pavarti haven't seen her since the talent show," Ginny said, her eyes getting wider. "Maybe we should go look for her…" Katie said, keeping her voice low. George shook his head and said, "I know where she is," and walked off before anyone could question him. Fred stared after him with his mouth hanging wide open. "What in bloody hell is going on here?!" he whispered. Harry shrugged, but Ginny's face turned red. "Ginny… do you know something?" Fred said, squinting his eyes at her. She remained silent for a second and then made a whimpering noise. She looked up at Harry, who nodded, and then she took a deep breath.
"Well… you see… it all started this summer at the burrow… Harry and I were always, well… hanging out, and Ron was obsessed with making the Quidditch team since there was an opening, so Hermione was pretty lonely while she was there. So, when you and Ron would practice Quidditch, George and Hermione would go off in the woods down by the lake and talk. She told me about it a few weeks ago, but I already knew because George had accidentally let it slip to me one time over the summer." Fred was shocked. "And he didn't tell me? Wow… I'm impressed that he could keep something from me for that long!" He said and Angelina giggled, causing some of the tension in the air to dissipate. After heaving a sigh of relief, Ginny said, "So sometimes they still go out into the gardens and talk. Lately, a lot of it has been about Ron. Hermione likes Ron, and we all know that he likes her, but they can't seem to stay civil to each other and they are constantly arguing." Fred pondered this thought for a moment and said, "So what you're saying is, good ol' Forge has the hots for little Ronnie's sweetheart." Ginny gasped loudly and covered her mouth. "How do you know?!" she exclaimed in a whisper. "I've got a little bit up here," Fred said, pointing to his head, "and I know my twin brother."
"Hermione, I know you're here… its George…" George said, slowly walking through the gardens still wearing his boy band clothes. It was like a scene from a made for TV movie. "I'm over here, George, behind the statue," Hermione called, sounding a little mad and a little frustrated. George turned around and then made his way behind the statue. "Everyone's been looking for you," he said softly, looking down at her face. It didn't seem to be tear stained and her eyes were not puffy, so he assumed that she hadn't been crying. "You okay?" he asked her, sitting down beside her and bumping into her softly with his shoulder. Sighing, she said, "Yeah, I'm just pissed off. It isn't so much that I'm mad at Ron, who I AM mad at him, but I'm just second guessing things. I don't know. I'm just a little confused." George was silent for a second and then said, "Well what's wrong? What are you confused about?" Hermione chuckled. George looked at her with his eyebrow raised. "You probably think I've gone mad," Hermione said, pausing for a second and then continuing, "I can't tell you what's wrong." Pulling a few bits of brown grass out of the lawn, George said, "You don't know?" Again, Hermione laughed, and said, "No, I know what's wrong with me, but I just can't tell you." George's heart sunk. "Oh…" he said softly, continuing to pull at the grass. "Just forget it, George. Life never works out the way I want it to. I'll be fine in a few days," Hermione said, plastering on a small smile and standing up. "You sure?" George said softly, standing up and leaning against the statue. Sighing again, Hermione said, "As sure as I'll ever be." George nodded, his mind racing.
"George and Hermione…" Fred said, shaking his head and smiling. He and Angelina had snuck up to the Astronomy tower after borrowing the Marauder's Map and the Invisibility Cloak from Harry. Angelina smiled but said, "It's cute… but I don't know how well it will work out. They're so different…" Pulling Angelina into his lap, Fred said, "I know… and the other thing that's going to screw it up is the whole fact that Ron is in love with her. George knows that, and I think that's going to bother him, but I think he'll get over it if he can convince Hermione that they're not so different that things wouldn't work out." Angelina looked at him in a calculating manner and then said, "How do you know all of this about him? I know he's your twin and all, but you even have Hermione figured out." Smiling at her in the low light, Fred said, "I have excellent observation skills. After all, I knew that you fancied me for some time!" Angelina laughed heartily and asked incredulously, "And it wasn't about obvious that you fancied me?!" Fred laughed along with her and said, "Hey, just because I followed you around at Hogsmede every time last year doesn't mean that I fancied you!" Laughing hysterically by now, remembering how Fred used to hide behind trash cans so she wouldn't see him staring at her, Angelina said, "It's alright… I'll admit that I fancied you then!" Fred smiled at her and chuckled, "That's what I thought."
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Days flew by as life returned to normal. Hermione pretended that everything was just fine and refused to acknowledge that she had even been upset. She began to avoid George, and would constantly find reasons to avoid talking to him alone, or even talking to him at all. "Nothing is wrong with me George!" she whispered fiercely to him as he stopped her outside of her Arithmancy class. "Hermione, how can you say that? You're obviously upset at me because you won't talk to me!" George said, his voice rising above a whisper. "What's going on here?!" Ron said, walking quickly over to Hermione. "Nothing," George said, sighing. Harry eyed the situation silently, noticing the way Hermione's eyes watched George as he skulked off. Ron led her toward their Potions class as Harry lagged behind, catching Angelina walking down the hall with Katie. "Something is seriously going on," he whispered as they nodded, "and I don't have time to explain it all, but tell Fred and Alicia to join us and Ginny by the fireplace after dinner. Then, we'll talk." He ran off and Katie finally spoke. "I overheard Ron talking to George in the locker room… Ron and Hermione are going to Hogsmede alone this weekend. And Ron told George to sod off." Angelina raised her eyebrows and Katie nodded.
Knowing Hermione would drag Ron off to the library with her, Harry gathered the group in the Common Room in front of the fireplace. George was serving detention with McGonagall for "accidentally" charming Ron's quill to fly away every time he tried to grab it, so the group could talk safely for at least an hour.
As soon as the group was assembled, Fred immediately turned to Ginny. "Have either one talked to you?" he asked in a whisper. Ginny shook her head but leaned forward to whisper, "But I heard her talking to Pavarti. She clearly said 'I really can't stand this much longer,' and then I heard her said 'Ron' and then later she said 'George.' The next day, I tried to trick Lavender into saying something, but she was too preoccupied with Seamus's ass." Alicia looked as if she had just sucked on a lemon while Fred ignored the comment and swiftly continued by saying, "Harry?" Leaning in, Harry said, "Well, Ron goes starkers every time he sees or hears about George. I don't know what she's said to him, but Ron is sure following her around, apparently protecting her from George." Angelina and Katie frowned in confusion. "But why?" Fred said, thinking aloud. "The only thing I can think of," Alicia said, "is if she does like him but she doesn't want to hurt Ron or make Ron and George hate each other." The group nodded slowly. "If that's true," Ginny sighed, "then we are going to have to do something before George goes mad and throws himself off the North Tower."
To be continued…
