Some Things Happen For a Reason
Disclaimer: I own nothing!
Author's Note: Wow! I am truly baffled that I even got one review. I am so grateful for all of your reviews. Thanks everyone! Anyway, on with the story! Oh and the reason for Hermione's change is that she is just fed up with people just realizing she is a girl. You know with the whole Ron thing in 4th year.
PG-13ish
Chapter 2
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"You do know how to ride a broom, right?" George asked doubtfully looking over at Hermione who gripped the handle so tightly that her knuckles turned white.
"It can't be that hard, can it? It's like riding a pony," Hermione said nonchalantly.
"Yeah, something like that 'Mione," George said smiling.
"I'm going to let the bludgers, and the snitch out. Ginny's got the quaffle." Fred said from down below.
Ginny flew around towards Hermione. "Tell me again why I agreed to do this in the first place!" Hermione said frowning.
"I really have no idea," Ginny said scratching her head.
The game started and Hermione had not touched the quaffle once. Not to mention, that she almost fell off the broom a good 4 times.
"Honestly Granger. You've got to do better than that!" George yelled to her whacking a bludger in the direction of Harry, who skillfully dodged it. "You're going to need flying lessons."
"And who do you propose is going to teach me?" Hermione gasped at her forwardness. She was practically inviting George to teach her.
Their little Quidditch match lasted another half hour, and dinner was ready. "Do you know what Mom is making?" Fred asked Ginny.
"Umm, no actually. Sorry!"
"Why so quiet Hermione?" George asked swinging an arm over her shoulder.
Hermione blushed terribly, looked down and mumbled, "Just thinking."
"Thinking about me?" He asked jokingly.
Quite defensively, and quite quickly, she said "No. Why would I do that?"
Ginny giggled. Fred and Harry snorted and Ron looking down clenching his hands into fists. George only smiled. They reached the kitchen and Mr. Weasley was sitting at the head of the table.
"Hello Hermione!" he said brightly.
"How are you Mr. Weasley?" Hermione asked politely.
"Never better!"
"That's good to hear!" Hermione took a seat next to Ginny and George sat down next to her. She flushed once again, but managed to stay calm. What was wrong with her? She blushed and stuttered whenever he was around. She never did that. George did change, yes, but he would never ever like her the way she started liking him.
Hermione felt a leg rub against hers. She looked up and saw George grinning at her. Her face burned up, again! George leaned in closer. She could feel his warm breath on her neck as he said, "Sorry, I thought you were Harry!"
"What?!" Hermione asked in alarm. Oh no, George swung the other way.
"I was kidding," George said noticing her face.
"Oh!" Hermione said relieved. "Wait, then why did you rub your leg against mine?"
"Accident!" he said plainly. Of course it was an accident! It was just her luck!
Twenty minutes later, everyone emerged from the kitchen. Ginny, Harry, Ron, Fred and George went one way. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley went another way, and Hermione headed outside.
She sat down by the lake, her feet dangling in. She needed some time to think. Things were getting too confusing. She fell for her best friend's brother. This was bad, really bad. It was even worse than the time when she almost developed a crush on Harry. ALMOST! She heard a footsteps approach and then a cough. Hermione jumped out of fright and fell into the lake.
"Having a night time swim are we?" George said chuckling quietly.
"Possibly. What's it to you?" Hermione asked stiffly.
"Aww, 'Mione I'm sorry! I didn't mean to scare you. Honestly. I wanted to talk."
Feeling truly embarrassed now, Hermione whispered, "Oh. I'm sorry I lashed out at you." She was still in the lake mind you.
"I might as well join you. It's burning outside!" George said smiling mischievously. He took off his shirt, showing his defined muscles. Hermione gulped. He slowly unbuttoned his pants and through them to the side, clad only in a pair of black boxers. "Well, here goes nothing!" and with that, George dived into the lake.
He bobbed back up moments later smiling. He then went back down and swam toward Hermione. She felt his arms grip her legs together, "GEORGE, NO! PUT ME DOWN!"
He didn't obey though. He flipped her over his shoulder. Seconds later, she emerged through the lake's surface. She was totally angry with this!
"George, I can't believe you did that! I could've drowned. That was so irresponsible."
"I'm sorry. . .once again," he said sheepishly.
"It's okay," she said quietly. "So, you wanted to talk?"
"Oh, right! I wanted to know why I am so attracted to you."
"Your what- to me?" Hermione stuttered.
"The second I saw you, I was oddly attracted to you," George admitted. Hermione looked at him skeptically, and he added, "And its not because your hair is different or your clothes changed. I saw you in a whole new light!"
"I- I- I," Hermione started.
"Shh," George whispered holding a finger up to Hermione's lips. He took hold of her shoulders, and glided her toward him. He let his hands slide down her arms, and Hermione shivered. She went to speak, but instead of George saying something to quiet her, he bent his head down and gave her a sweet kiss.
Hermione pulled back looking unsure. George took this as a hint and got out of the water. "If you don't want it, forget I said anything," George whispered turning around clearly upset.
"What did I do to deserve this?" Hermione screamed once George was inside. She got out of the water as well, and ran towards the house.
"Hermione dear, what are you doing all wet?" Mrs. Weasley asked concerned.
"I fell in- tired- sleep," Hermione mumbled walking up the stairs.
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"Are you crying George?" Fred asked concerned while sitting up in bed.
"No! There is no reason to cry. Sure I got rejected, but it doesn't matter," George said awkwardly.
"Who rejected you mate?"
"It's not important Fred. Seriously!"
"I'm going to find out, you know that right?" Fred asked laying back down.
"You do that!" George yawned and rolled over.
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"Hermione, are you okay? I hear stifled sobs. Are you crying?" Ginny asked worriedly.
"Nothing Gin! Go back to sleep!"
"No. I know when something is wrong. There is something bothering you. I can feel it."
Finally caving in, Hermione began her story. "I saw George earlier, and I was blown away. He was perfect. And I knew he would never think of me like that. I went outside to think about things after dinner. I was alone for some time; George came out and startled me. I fell into the lake and he followed in after me. His body was faultless, and he was just so damn sweet to me. He told me he found me oddly attractive and he kissed me. I was so stunned. I wanted it to be real, so I looked into his eyes looking to see if this was the truth. I guess he mistook my look as something else. He got up, and said to forget about the whole thing!"
"Oh 'Mione! Why George? You can do so much better!" Ginny said trying to console her friend.
"But I don't want anyone else. I want George and only George!"
"I don't know what to tell you Hermione." Ginny went back over to her bed and went to sleep.
"Why is my life so complicated?" Hermione sobbed into her pillow.
* * * * * * * * *
The next morning was equally hard for Hermione. She woke up after a restless night of sleep. Her eyes were all puffy and bloodshot. George wouldn't even look at her. Breakfast was a nightmare. The only seat left was next to George.
"I'm not feeling very hungry right now," Hermione mumbled.
"Nonsense dear. Have a seat."
Hermione reluctantly obliged and sat down. "Could you please pass the orange juice," she whispered to George. He just pretended not to hear her. Hermione sighed.
"Here you go 'Mione. Here's some butter for your scone as well," Ginny said noticing this little exchange.
"Thanks Gin."
* * * * * * * * *
"Oh Hermione, he is giving you the cold shoulder. I am so sorry!" Ginny exclaimed once inside her room. They were getting changed.
"Where are we going to go today?"
"Fred and George's store. Mom's thinking of getting Ron and Harry a job there for the summer. It's up to the twins though."
"Wait, so after breakfast, George left?"
"Yeah. You saw, they were fully clothed. They apparated to Diagon Alley right after."
"Where was I, that I missed that?"
"Don't know. You seemed too depressed to notice anything quite frankly. Anyway, I was thinking a lot about what you said last night. Maybe you should try and impress him!" Ginny said excitedly. The idea of a makeover was killing her!
"Hmm. Than what should I wear?" Ginny rushed to her closet and pulled out a denim mini skirt, and a lavender halter-top. Hermione looked at her skeptically. "Don't worry! You'll look great in it. Now let's work on the hair and the makeup."
Hermione sighed and sat back. Once Ginny had her mind set, there was no going back for her. Twenty minutes later, Hermione looked into a mirror and was very shocked to see herself. Her hair was in a messy bun, and her eyes were outlined in a black with lavender eye shimmer coating her eyelids. She had some raspberry lip-gloss on, and she looked wonderful.
"And now, the shoes!" Ginny took out a pair of denim sandals. "If George's eyes don't pop out, I'd be very surprised!"
"Oh gosh! This doesn't look like me at all, but I can't say I don't like it," Hermione said, a smile creeping up on her face.
They ran down the crooked staircase. Mrs. Weasley, Harry, and Ron were already down there.
"Whoa!" Ron murmured.
"What did you do to Hermione, Ginny?" Harry asked stunned.
"Gave her a bit of a makeover!" Ginny said bubbly.
"Well, what are we all standing around for? Hermione you first!"
Hermione took a handful of floo powder and yelled out, "Weasley Wizarding Wheezes!"
* * * * * * *
Hot ash engulfed Hermione and she was thrown forward out of a grate.
"Look at that one over there Fred! She's gorgeous! I'll go help her!"
"Hey! Welcome to Weasley Wizarding Wheezes!"
Hermione turned around, and George gasped.
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Author's Note: Again, I would like to say thank-you for reviewing.
Please review this one. Slightly longer than the first! Also, check out
How It All Began! I'll update soon!
^_^ -LadyLupin1020
Disclaimer: I own nothing!
Author's Note: Wow! I am truly baffled that I even got one review. I am so grateful for all of your reviews. Thanks everyone! Anyway, on with the story! Oh and the reason for Hermione's change is that she is just fed up with people just realizing she is a girl. You know with the whole Ron thing in 4th year.
PG-13ish
Chapter 2
* * * *
"You do know how to ride a broom, right?" George asked doubtfully looking over at Hermione who gripped the handle so tightly that her knuckles turned white.
"It can't be that hard, can it? It's like riding a pony," Hermione said nonchalantly.
"Yeah, something like that 'Mione," George said smiling.
"I'm going to let the bludgers, and the snitch out. Ginny's got the quaffle." Fred said from down below.
Ginny flew around towards Hermione. "Tell me again why I agreed to do this in the first place!" Hermione said frowning.
"I really have no idea," Ginny said scratching her head.
The game started and Hermione had not touched the quaffle once. Not to mention, that she almost fell off the broom a good 4 times.
"Honestly Granger. You've got to do better than that!" George yelled to her whacking a bludger in the direction of Harry, who skillfully dodged it. "You're going to need flying lessons."
"And who do you propose is going to teach me?" Hermione gasped at her forwardness. She was practically inviting George to teach her.
Their little Quidditch match lasted another half hour, and dinner was ready. "Do you know what Mom is making?" Fred asked Ginny.
"Umm, no actually. Sorry!"
"Why so quiet Hermione?" George asked swinging an arm over her shoulder.
Hermione blushed terribly, looked down and mumbled, "Just thinking."
"Thinking about me?" He asked jokingly.
Quite defensively, and quite quickly, she said "No. Why would I do that?"
Ginny giggled. Fred and Harry snorted and Ron looking down clenching his hands into fists. George only smiled. They reached the kitchen and Mr. Weasley was sitting at the head of the table.
"Hello Hermione!" he said brightly.
"How are you Mr. Weasley?" Hermione asked politely.
"Never better!"
"That's good to hear!" Hermione took a seat next to Ginny and George sat down next to her. She flushed once again, but managed to stay calm. What was wrong with her? She blushed and stuttered whenever he was around. She never did that. George did change, yes, but he would never ever like her the way she started liking him.
Hermione felt a leg rub against hers. She looked up and saw George grinning at her. Her face burned up, again! George leaned in closer. She could feel his warm breath on her neck as he said, "Sorry, I thought you were Harry!"
"What?!" Hermione asked in alarm. Oh no, George swung the other way.
"I was kidding," George said noticing her face.
"Oh!" Hermione said relieved. "Wait, then why did you rub your leg against mine?"
"Accident!" he said plainly. Of course it was an accident! It was just her luck!
Twenty minutes later, everyone emerged from the kitchen. Ginny, Harry, Ron, Fred and George went one way. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley went another way, and Hermione headed outside.
She sat down by the lake, her feet dangling in. She needed some time to think. Things were getting too confusing. She fell for her best friend's brother. This was bad, really bad. It was even worse than the time when she almost developed a crush on Harry. ALMOST! She heard a footsteps approach and then a cough. Hermione jumped out of fright and fell into the lake.
"Having a night time swim are we?" George said chuckling quietly.
"Possibly. What's it to you?" Hermione asked stiffly.
"Aww, 'Mione I'm sorry! I didn't mean to scare you. Honestly. I wanted to talk."
Feeling truly embarrassed now, Hermione whispered, "Oh. I'm sorry I lashed out at you." She was still in the lake mind you.
"I might as well join you. It's burning outside!" George said smiling mischievously. He took off his shirt, showing his defined muscles. Hermione gulped. He slowly unbuttoned his pants and through them to the side, clad only in a pair of black boxers. "Well, here goes nothing!" and with that, George dived into the lake.
He bobbed back up moments later smiling. He then went back down and swam toward Hermione. She felt his arms grip her legs together, "GEORGE, NO! PUT ME DOWN!"
He didn't obey though. He flipped her over his shoulder. Seconds later, she emerged through the lake's surface. She was totally angry with this!
"George, I can't believe you did that! I could've drowned. That was so irresponsible."
"I'm sorry. . .once again," he said sheepishly.
"It's okay," she said quietly. "So, you wanted to talk?"
"Oh, right! I wanted to know why I am so attracted to you."
"Your what- to me?" Hermione stuttered.
"The second I saw you, I was oddly attracted to you," George admitted. Hermione looked at him skeptically, and he added, "And its not because your hair is different or your clothes changed. I saw you in a whole new light!"
"I- I- I," Hermione started.
"Shh," George whispered holding a finger up to Hermione's lips. He took hold of her shoulders, and glided her toward him. He let his hands slide down her arms, and Hermione shivered. She went to speak, but instead of George saying something to quiet her, he bent his head down and gave her a sweet kiss.
Hermione pulled back looking unsure. George took this as a hint and got out of the water. "If you don't want it, forget I said anything," George whispered turning around clearly upset.
"What did I do to deserve this?" Hermione screamed once George was inside. She got out of the water as well, and ran towards the house.
"Hermione dear, what are you doing all wet?" Mrs. Weasley asked concerned.
"I fell in- tired- sleep," Hermione mumbled walking up the stairs.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
"Are you crying George?" Fred asked concerned while sitting up in bed.
"No! There is no reason to cry. Sure I got rejected, but it doesn't matter," George said awkwardly.
"Who rejected you mate?"
"It's not important Fred. Seriously!"
"I'm going to find out, you know that right?" Fred asked laying back down.
"You do that!" George yawned and rolled over.
* * * * * * * * * *
"Hermione, are you okay? I hear stifled sobs. Are you crying?" Ginny asked worriedly.
"Nothing Gin! Go back to sleep!"
"No. I know when something is wrong. There is something bothering you. I can feel it."
Finally caving in, Hermione began her story. "I saw George earlier, and I was blown away. He was perfect. And I knew he would never think of me like that. I went outside to think about things after dinner. I was alone for some time; George came out and startled me. I fell into the lake and he followed in after me. His body was faultless, and he was just so damn sweet to me. He told me he found me oddly attractive and he kissed me. I was so stunned. I wanted it to be real, so I looked into his eyes looking to see if this was the truth. I guess he mistook my look as something else. He got up, and said to forget about the whole thing!"
"Oh 'Mione! Why George? You can do so much better!" Ginny said trying to console her friend.
"But I don't want anyone else. I want George and only George!"
"I don't know what to tell you Hermione." Ginny went back over to her bed and went to sleep.
"Why is my life so complicated?" Hermione sobbed into her pillow.
* * * * * * * * *
The next morning was equally hard for Hermione. She woke up after a restless night of sleep. Her eyes were all puffy and bloodshot. George wouldn't even look at her. Breakfast was a nightmare. The only seat left was next to George.
"I'm not feeling very hungry right now," Hermione mumbled.
"Nonsense dear. Have a seat."
Hermione reluctantly obliged and sat down. "Could you please pass the orange juice," she whispered to George. He just pretended not to hear her. Hermione sighed.
"Here you go 'Mione. Here's some butter for your scone as well," Ginny said noticing this little exchange.
"Thanks Gin."
* * * * * * * * *
"Oh Hermione, he is giving you the cold shoulder. I am so sorry!" Ginny exclaimed once inside her room. They were getting changed.
"Where are we going to go today?"
"Fred and George's store. Mom's thinking of getting Ron and Harry a job there for the summer. It's up to the twins though."
"Wait, so after breakfast, George left?"
"Yeah. You saw, they were fully clothed. They apparated to Diagon Alley right after."
"Where was I, that I missed that?"
"Don't know. You seemed too depressed to notice anything quite frankly. Anyway, I was thinking a lot about what you said last night. Maybe you should try and impress him!" Ginny said excitedly. The idea of a makeover was killing her!
"Hmm. Than what should I wear?" Ginny rushed to her closet and pulled out a denim mini skirt, and a lavender halter-top. Hermione looked at her skeptically. "Don't worry! You'll look great in it. Now let's work on the hair and the makeup."
Hermione sighed and sat back. Once Ginny had her mind set, there was no going back for her. Twenty minutes later, Hermione looked into a mirror and was very shocked to see herself. Her hair was in a messy bun, and her eyes were outlined in a black with lavender eye shimmer coating her eyelids. She had some raspberry lip-gloss on, and she looked wonderful.
"And now, the shoes!" Ginny took out a pair of denim sandals. "If George's eyes don't pop out, I'd be very surprised!"
"Oh gosh! This doesn't look like me at all, but I can't say I don't like it," Hermione said, a smile creeping up on her face.
They ran down the crooked staircase. Mrs. Weasley, Harry, and Ron were already down there.
"Whoa!" Ron murmured.
"What did you do to Hermione, Ginny?" Harry asked stunned.
"Gave her a bit of a makeover!" Ginny said bubbly.
"Well, what are we all standing around for? Hermione you first!"
Hermione took a handful of floo powder and yelled out, "Weasley Wizarding Wheezes!"
* * * * * * *
Hot ash engulfed Hermione and she was thrown forward out of a grate.
"Look at that one over there Fred! She's gorgeous! I'll go help her!"
"Hey! Welcome to Weasley Wizarding Wheezes!"
Hermione turned around, and George gasped.
* * * * *
Author's Note: Again, I would like to say thank-you for reviewing.
Please review this one. Slightly longer than the first! Also, check out
How It All Began! I'll update soon!
^_^ -LadyLupin1020