A/N: Wow! People like this story better then they like It's not Easy Being Green! Anyone who's read both, want to comment on that? We think it's a bit odd. Anyways, here's the chapter. That is, after a quick notice from our disclaimer.
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Chapter 7
Hermione roughly pushed herself away from George. He backed into the desk and stifled his yell of pain.
"Just a customer, eh?" Fred joked (A/N: surprising, huh), raising an eyebrow.
"Shut up, Fred," George said in a strained voice as he resisted the urge to rub his backside because of the pain the desk had inflicted upon it.
"Well, at least now I know why she was unhappy," he said with a sly grin.
Hermione fixed that as she strode over and slapped him across the face.
"Like 'em feisty, George? Well, I'll leave you two then." He strode out the door before he could be hit again, which was a possibility because both Hermione and George were moving toward him just then.
"So," Hermione started when the door was safely shut. "We'll get the Invisibility Cloak and go down to Hogsmeade tonight. We'll sneak into Zonko's and get the Dechickenous, or whatever.
"It's the Dechickenator and we can't do that. We don't want to make any of the people who work at Zonko's suspicious. We'll just have to wait until Saturday when the school goes down."
Hermione did not blush as one might expect she would do at being wrong. After all, Hermione Granger was never wrong. Instead, she just shrugged. "That'll do. It's only three more days." She turned and grasped the knob, pulling the door open in a fluid movement.
"Hermione," George called from the desk just as she was about to step outside. She turned to face him. "You can't just pretend it didn't happen," he continued.
"I can, and I will," she said simply before shutting the door behind her.
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Those three days passed by quickly. George took care of feeding Harry and cleaning his cage, yet he did not do it without grumbling. Hermione ignored him in the common room, making up excuses whenever he came over.
But the time came when they both had to meet. It was in front of Zonko's on Saturday. Hermione had come up to the door to find George staring at the door.
"Hey," he said, when he sensed someone behind him.
"Hey. You going in?" Hermione answered.
George paused. "The clerk's gone. 'Out to lunch', says the sign. It says he'll be back in about a half an hour."
"I guess we'll just have to wait then," she said, taking a seat on the front step.
"We could wait in Three Broomsticks. I'll buy you a butterbeer," he said with surprising confidence.
Hermione didn't answer right away. She stared at him a while, thinking it over. She looked into his eyes and that's when she felt the slight jolt in her stomach. "Sure," she said standing up quickly.
The Three Broomsticks was, of course, filled with students. When they entered, Hermione strode to a dark corner but not for the reason one might suspect.
"Oh, I get it. You want to get me in the dark," George said with a sly nod. Hermione did not say anything. "So, are we going to talk?" he asked after they had sat down.
"I don't know."
"Well, we should talk."
"I said, I don't know."
"Well, you're not being helpful," George said, trying not to yell. He was succeeding, but was still very loud.
"I...I..." Hermione let out a groan. "I don't know if I can do this."
"Why not?" George said in a caring voice.
"It's just...not me."
"Not like you to what? Have a boyfriend?"
"Well...yeah," Hermione looked down at the table.
George reached over and gently grabbed her hand. He cupped her chin with the other hand, bringing her to eye level. They sat like that for a while, staring into each other's eyes.
"So, shall we fix Harry?" George said, breaking the spell.
"Is the store manager back yet?" Hermione asked.
"Well...yes, because I made that up." George grinned his adorable grin. Hermione playfully hit him, and together they made their way back to Zonko's.
A/N: Anyone wondering exactly what Harry's gonna say when he comes back. You'll never guess what its gonna be!
