A/N: Thanks for some of your reviews. 10 Minutes after I uploaded chapter
one I had 2 reviews. I got a random review screwing over my story and
myself completely. Just because I can't see Ron and Hermione together
doesn't mean I am and I quote "A BIT [f] UP TO PUT H AND H TOGETHER" end
quote.
If you don't like my story, fine. If you think I'm a retard, go ahead. But do not bother me with such reviews unless you have read the story. I won't remove the review because I don't feel the need to. And I just like to say . . . Do you think that will make me stop writing this?
I'd like to thank my friends right now for telling me to ignore people like that. You're right, normally I wouldn't care.
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The brisk air outside Hogwarts stung Harry, and Hermione's faces. It was finally Saturday; the sexual tension between the two best friends seemed to grow. As it did with Ron and Lavender, but it always seemed to be there.
Harry looked around a bit. "Do you think Ron and Lav got their own carriage?" He asked.
"I wouldn't doubt it," Hermione shrugged. "I mean, they're probably snogging like the world will end tomorrow." Hermione blushed as she felt Harry's arm wrap around her waste. "Uh . . . Say, did you do your potions essay yet? It is really hard."
Harry chuckled. "I didn't even start. Maybe you could help me tomorrow." He even began to redden when he realized his arm wrapped around her. Giving one last glance around he sighed. "Well, if he doesn't show up now he left. Besides, we better leave them to their date. Let's hope Fred and George see them!"
Hermione laughed and pointed to a carriage; "There is an empty one." Getting out of his hold and grabbing his hand she lead it him to it, climbed in and waited until he was inside. Harry pushed himself up and sat beside her closing the door. In an instant they were at their destination . . . Hogsmeade.
Harry stepped out first and helped Hermione down. "What? Suddenly you're the perfect gentleman?" She took his arm.
He laughed, "I've always been the perfect gentleman. Maybe you've just noticed by my stunning good looks?" Again, he wondered where he got the courage to finally making a joke about himself to the woman he loved. Maybe the years of friendship lead up to it, he thought. Harry just caught Hermione's quick blush. She seemed to be doing that a lot lately. =Is she uncomfortable?= he thought and swallowed hard.
"Well, lets try to fine Fred and George's shop. I want all the details of how they managed to get one here," Hermione suggested. Harry nodded and looked around. His eye caught sight of a flying sign.
"NEED PRANKS? NEED REVENGE? GET IT QUICK AT WEASLEY'S WIZARDING WHEEZES! THIS WAY!"
Harry pointed to the sign; "I think this way," he laughed.
As the door opened the bell sounded, "PRANKSTERS!" Fred lifted his head towards the door. "Harry! Hermione! How's life been treating you?"
Harry smiled, "Great. How's business?"
George walked out from the back room, his red hair sticking straight up as if he got electrocuted. "Never been better." He coughed and black smog came out of his mouth. Hermione raised her eyebrow. "Electric candy, works wonders on your enemies." He explained and held out yellow colored gumdrops, "Want to try?"
"I'll decline," Hermione said as she took a seat positioned by the counter. "What other new pranks how you boys been working on?"
Fred smiled, "Glad you asked!" He reached under the counter and pulled out a box. "We haven't worked out all the bugs yet, but we're so close we already have orders on it!" He opened the box.
"Super glue?" Harry asked.
"Not just super glue!" George grabbed it and put some on the wall. Picking up the chair he was sitting on his put it on the wall. Jumping up he sat on it horizontally. "We call it magnetic glue. It isn't anything special but it's pretty cool, huh?"
Harry smiled, "Yeah. But what are the bugs you have to work out?"
George came crashing down to the floor. "Ow." He mumbled as he stood up, the chair was still stuck to his bottom.
Fred sighed, "That.. We can't get it to stay on the wall or get it off his pants until we do the counter spell."
George sighed, "By wand." He pointed the wand to the chair and mumbled a quick, "Geroff." The chair flew back down to the floor.
"Why don't you put the counter spell inside the formula for the glue?" Hermione suggested. Fred and George exchanged glances.
"Bloody hell," Fred spoke and slapped his forehead.
"Why didn't we think of that?" George asked.
Harry and Hermione laughed as Fred placed the counter spell into the glue tube. "Now try George."
"No way! You try!"
Fred sighed, "Fine, fine! I'll do it." Fred squirted the glue on the wall, threw the chair up and sat. "It worked!" He cheered. As if on cue, the chair came crashing down. "Damn." he murmured. He stood up; "At least the bloody chair doesn't stick to people now," he smiled wiggling his butt in the air.
George covered his eyes, "Not in front of the innocent! Which means me!" Harry and Hermione chuckled and stood up.
"We only have an hour for this visit," Harry sighed, "We better get going." Harry and Hermione took the step out of the door and the bell screamed, "LATER PRANKER!"
Fred and George called after them, "Bye!"
Hermione glanced over at the couple in the window of Madam Puddifoot's teashop. She tugged on Harry's sleeve and tried not to giggle. Harry grinned as he looked. Ron and Lavender were there holding hands and occasionally sipping from their teacups. Their conversation seemed endless. "Should we go bother them?" Harry asked.
The girl on his arm thought for a second. "No, he'll probably blush than bother us more. Besides, Lavender will just laugh." Hermione knocked on the window causing Ron and Lavender to turn their heads. She stuck out her tongue. Ron was about to flick her off but Harry lead Hermione away before a fight could start.
The new couple walked into the Three Broomsticks to get a quick drink before having to leave. They spoke to a few friends from the school. As it was getting empty, they decided to go. While they were flying back to Hogwarts Hermione turned to Harry. She smiled, and placed a kiss on his cheek.
A/N: Sorry for the lack of updating and the short chapter. I had no ideas what so ever. R/R and I'll give you a hair scrunchie.
If you don't like my story, fine. If you think I'm a retard, go ahead. But do not bother me with such reviews unless you have read the story. I won't remove the review because I don't feel the need to. And I just like to say . . . Do you think that will make me stop writing this?
I'd like to thank my friends right now for telling me to ignore people like that. You're right, normally I wouldn't care.
~~~
The brisk air outside Hogwarts stung Harry, and Hermione's faces. It was finally Saturday; the sexual tension between the two best friends seemed to grow. As it did with Ron and Lavender, but it always seemed to be there.
Harry looked around a bit. "Do you think Ron and Lav got their own carriage?" He asked.
"I wouldn't doubt it," Hermione shrugged. "I mean, they're probably snogging like the world will end tomorrow." Hermione blushed as she felt Harry's arm wrap around her waste. "Uh . . . Say, did you do your potions essay yet? It is really hard."
Harry chuckled. "I didn't even start. Maybe you could help me tomorrow." He even began to redden when he realized his arm wrapped around her. Giving one last glance around he sighed. "Well, if he doesn't show up now he left. Besides, we better leave them to their date. Let's hope Fred and George see them!"
Hermione laughed and pointed to a carriage; "There is an empty one." Getting out of his hold and grabbing his hand she lead it him to it, climbed in and waited until he was inside. Harry pushed himself up and sat beside her closing the door. In an instant they were at their destination . . . Hogsmeade.
Harry stepped out first and helped Hermione down. "What? Suddenly you're the perfect gentleman?" She took his arm.
He laughed, "I've always been the perfect gentleman. Maybe you've just noticed by my stunning good looks?" Again, he wondered where he got the courage to finally making a joke about himself to the woman he loved. Maybe the years of friendship lead up to it, he thought. Harry just caught Hermione's quick blush. She seemed to be doing that a lot lately. =Is she uncomfortable?= he thought and swallowed hard.
"Well, lets try to fine Fred and George's shop. I want all the details of how they managed to get one here," Hermione suggested. Harry nodded and looked around. His eye caught sight of a flying sign.
"NEED PRANKS? NEED REVENGE? GET IT QUICK AT WEASLEY'S WIZARDING WHEEZES! THIS WAY!"
Harry pointed to the sign; "I think this way," he laughed.
As the door opened the bell sounded, "PRANKSTERS!" Fred lifted his head towards the door. "Harry! Hermione! How's life been treating you?"
Harry smiled, "Great. How's business?"
George walked out from the back room, his red hair sticking straight up as if he got electrocuted. "Never been better." He coughed and black smog came out of his mouth. Hermione raised her eyebrow. "Electric candy, works wonders on your enemies." He explained and held out yellow colored gumdrops, "Want to try?"
"I'll decline," Hermione said as she took a seat positioned by the counter. "What other new pranks how you boys been working on?"
Fred smiled, "Glad you asked!" He reached under the counter and pulled out a box. "We haven't worked out all the bugs yet, but we're so close we already have orders on it!" He opened the box.
"Super glue?" Harry asked.
"Not just super glue!" George grabbed it and put some on the wall. Picking up the chair he was sitting on his put it on the wall. Jumping up he sat on it horizontally. "We call it magnetic glue. It isn't anything special but it's pretty cool, huh?"
Harry smiled, "Yeah. But what are the bugs you have to work out?"
George came crashing down to the floor. "Ow." He mumbled as he stood up, the chair was still stuck to his bottom.
Fred sighed, "That.. We can't get it to stay on the wall or get it off his pants until we do the counter spell."
George sighed, "By wand." He pointed the wand to the chair and mumbled a quick, "Geroff." The chair flew back down to the floor.
"Why don't you put the counter spell inside the formula for the glue?" Hermione suggested. Fred and George exchanged glances.
"Bloody hell," Fred spoke and slapped his forehead.
"Why didn't we think of that?" George asked.
Harry and Hermione laughed as Fred placed the counter spell into the glue tube. "Now try George."
"No way! You try!"
Fred sighed, "Fine, fine! I'll do it." Fred squirted the glue on the wall, threw the chair up and sat. "It worked!" He cheered. As if on cue, the chair came crashing down. "Damn." he murmured. He stood up; "At least the bloody chair doesn't stick to people now," he smiled wiggling his butt in the air.
George covered his eyes, "Not in front of the innocent! Which means me!" Harry and Hermione chuckled and stood up.
"We only have an hour for this visit," Harry sighed, "We better get going." Harry and Hermione took the step out of the door and the bell screamed, "LATER PRANKER!"
Fred and George called after them, "Bye!"
Hermione glanced over at the couple in the window of Madam Puddifoot's teashop. She tugged on Harry's sleeve and tried not to giggle. Harry grinned as he looked. Ron and Lavender were there holding hands and occasionally sipping from their teacups. Their conversation seemed endless. "Should we go bother them?" Harry asked.
The girl on his arm thought for a second. "No, he'll probably blush than bother us more. Besides, Lavender will just laugh." Hermione knocked on the window causing Ron and Lavender to turn their heads. She stuck out her tongue. Ron was about to flick her off but Harry lead Hermione away before a fight could start.
The new couple walked into the Three Broomsticks to get a quick drink before having to leave. They spoke to a few friends from the school. As it was getting empty, they decided to go. While they were flying back to Hogwarts Hermione turned to Harry. She smiled, and placed a kiss on his cheek.
A/N: Sorry for the lack of updating and the short chapter. I had no ideas what so ever. R/R and I'll give you a hair scrunchie.
