When The Wrong One Loves You Right
Author - Clara Lou
Disclaimer - You think I own it Ha Ha! Oh wait your serious? Nothing of Harry Potter belongs to me it all belongs to the wonderful J.K.Rowling. The title of the story is a Celine Dion Song so it belongs to her and her record companies. The only thing that belongs to me is Jennifer Connelly and anything about her.
Summary - Fluff, fluff and more fluff. Oh and we will throw a bit of angst, humour and scheming in here. That means the plan has been put into action
Couples - G/Hr, F/Hr, F/OC, G/OC, H/G, R/??
Spoilers - All four books!
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Harry smiled as Ginny flopped down beside him. Moving his arm, he placed it around her shoulders. Closing his eyes he smiled in contentment as she snuggled into his embrace. Opening his eyes, he looked down at her; leaning down, he kissed her head softly.
Looking up at him, Ginny smiled.
"What was that for?" she asked him softly. "Not that it wasn't of the good because it was, and I really liked it."
Harry leaned down and kissed her softly, bringing her babble to a halt. He pulled back slowly and opened his eyes. Looking down at her, he smiled, as her eyes remained closed for a couple of seconds, and her lips remained parted. Slowly, as though in a daze, her eyes fluttered open. Slowly a smile spread across her face as she looked at him. Laying her head back down on his shoulder, she smiled and closed her eyes.
Walking down the stairs from the boys' dormitory, Ron stopped at the bottom step and smiled at the picture the two them made. At first the thought of his baby sister with anyone was enough to send him into a rage, but Hermione had fixed that. She asked him what was so wrong with something that made both his baby sister and one of his best friends so happy. Also anyone who made Harry smile after all he had gone through was good for him.
Ron still felt strange when he saw them together, but he knew they were meant to be together. Sitting down across from them, he thought back over the summer. Hermione and he had spent more time than usual together, since Harry would only talk to Ginny. He discovered that the feelings he had felt before the summer was just jealousy of her spending time with someone else other than him and Harry. After talking to Hermione and kissing her, which shocked her, he had realised they were only meant to be friends.
Jennifer flopped down beside him on the sofa, startling him out of his thoughts. Looking at the happy couple, Jennifer shook her head.
"Sickening aren't they?" she told him teasingly, knowing that Harry and Ginny could hear her.
Ron smiled and nodded. "Very, even worse when it's my baby sister. That's something I didn't want to ever know she did," he replied
Ginny grabbed a cushion and threw it at them; Ron caught it and stuck his tongue out at her, as Jennifer giggled.
Jennifer smothered her giggles, and took a deep breath to calm herself. Pushing her hair behind her ears, she smiled at the trio.
"Actually I'm glad I found the three of you. I wanted to talk to you about something, though I suppose someone is a better way to put it." Jennifer said to them
Ron looked over at Harry, confused by what Jennifer was talking about. Harry just shrugged in return. Fred walked through the portrait hole, and looked around the common room for Jennifer. Spotting her babbling to Ron, Ginny and Harry, he smiled and walked over to stand behind her.
"Jen, I thought you were suppose to be explaining, not confusing them," he said, interrupting Jennifer. Jennifer spun around to look at him.
"I was explaining, I just got side tracked," she told him in her defence.
Fred flopped down in a chair beside her, nodding at her "Uh huh, Jen, and I'm Head Boy."
Jennifer rolled her eyes at him. "Well now that you're here, I will explain." Jennifer told them.
"Yes, please do, because I'm really confused," Harry told them both. Jennifer smiled and leaned forward in her seat, leaning her arms on her knees.
"Ok, it's like this. George is head over heals for Hermione. Ron ssshhhh!" she told him as he interrupted. "You can ask questions in a minute. Anyway where was I? Oh yes! There's just one little problem, Hermione doesn't like him."
The three of them looked at her; Ginny finally asked the question the three of them wanted to know.
"If she doesn't like George, who does she like?" she asked Jennifer curiously.
"I think I can answer that," Fred interrupted. "She likes me."
Ron, Harry and Ginny all looked at each other before bursting out in laughter. Jennifer raised an eyebrow at Fred, who just shook his head; they waited as their laughter subsided.
"Thanks guys. That makes me feel so loved," Fred told them
Ginny giggled. "Sorry Fred, but you and Hermione is just so hilarious. The whole situation is." Quickly calming down as a thought came to her. "Does George know Hermione likes Fred?" she asked them.
Jennifer nodded. "Yeah, he does. I was trying to help him when I kind of told him. I didn't mean to, it just slipped out. That's where you guys come in. We need some help to try and get the two of them together."
Ginny nodded at her to continue. Jennifer took a deep breath.
"We don't really have an idea how to do it, but if we have your help it would make things a hell lot easier," she explained.
Ron leaned forward and smiled at her. "Well, let's think of something to do to get them together then." ******************************************************************
It took the five of them a couple of days to think of a decent plan; they even asked Oliver for his thoughts via owl. Finally after lots of plotting, scheming and convincing Fred that giving Hermione a love potion to make her fall in love with George wasn't right. And the time it took them to talk Ron out of giving them a lust potion, one could understand why it took so long.
But finally the day dawned for the plan; it was a brisk blue-skied Saturday. A day meant for fun, laughs and general time off, which meant Hermione was in the library studying. Jennifer jogged down the hall, and stopped as she reached the corridor beside the Charms classroom. Catching her breath, she slowly walked down the rest of corridor looking around as she went.
"Hey Jen, who are you looking for?" she heard a voice shout, turning around she smiled slightly as she saw Fred and George behind her. Right on time, she thought.
"Hey guys! I'm looking for Hermione, I can't find her anywhere," she said, trying to keep the worried expression on her face for George's benefit. It wouldn't do if he found out about the plan before it happened.
George frowned as he heard Hermione's name; he had tried to think of ways to win her heart, but hadn't come up with anything. Watching her over the past couple of days, he had seen the sidelong glances she threw at Fred, and he knew he didn't have a chance. He wasn't usually the type to give up on anything, but this time things looked hopeless. All he wanted was for Hermione to be happy, and if that meant she had to be with Fred, then he would just have to deal.
Fred looked at George, and then at Jennifer. "We can help you find her if you want." Jennifer smiled at them.
"Would you? That would be great." she told them happily "I've checked everywhere, but outside, the Great Hall and the library. Before you ask why I didn't check the library, I didn't check it because Hermione said she wasn't going there today."
George looked at the ground as he scuffed the floor with the toe of his shoe. Fred looked at him, and shook his head slightly.
"Ok, I'll take outside; Jennifer you take the great Hall, and George can take the library," Fred suggested. George nodded, there might be a chance that he would see Hermione in the library but if she told Jennifer she wasn't going to be there hopefully she would be someplace else
Turning around, he slowly walked towards the library, his head down and his feet dragging as he walked to the one place he didn't want to go. Waiting for a couple of minutes, Jennifer and Fred followed him, making sure to stay out of sight.
Stopping outside the library doors, George sighed and pushed the doors open and walked in. Walking through the shelves slowly, he looked down each of them for Hermione. He had no intention of talking to her if he found her; he would just go find Jennifer, and let her know where Hermione was. Yes, that's what he would do. He didn't want to stand and talk to her as she looked at him trying to find a trace of Fred in him. Frowning as he reached the end of the shelves and didn't find her, he sat down in an empty seat. Why was he disappointed? He didn't want to find her, did he? Searching his heart, he realised he did; he didn't care if she looked at him and saw Fred, just as long as he could see her, and watch her smile at him. Looking around him, he stopped as he saw a shaft of light shining out from behind a shelf. Slowly standing up, he walked towards it. Stopping, he looked around for the light. Seeing it sneaking out from under a door, he walked towards it.
Stopping with his hand hovering over the door handle, he wondered if he should open the door. He didn't know who was behind the door; it could be a group of Slytherins, or even Snape. Shaking his head, he slowly turned the handle, pushing the door open slightly he stuck his head in. Freezing at what he saw, he leaned against the doorframe, and watched the occupant.
He smiled slightly; it was ironic finding her here. Truthfully, anytime he got to spend near her was good; it just made the truth harder to take, though. Shifting his foot, he grimaced as he kicked the doorframe.
Hermione jumped slightly, and turned around. She smiled playfully when she saw it was only George. "You know it's not nice to sneak up on people," she teased.
George smiled bashfully, and walked into the room. "Sorry, didn't want to disturb you."
Jennifer and Fred peeked out from behind one of the stacks of books. Quietly Fred crept up to the door, and waited for George to walk further in.
Hermione moved her books off the other chair, and patted it. "Sit, talk!" George moved his feet on the floor. and stuck his hands in his pockets.
"You know you're making me think I've done something, with the way your acting," Hermione told as her smile fell.
George inched his way further into the room till he was beside the table. "You've not done anything, Hermione. I'm just having some problems that I have to deal with," he told her quietly.
Instantly Hermione stood up, and walked over to him. Stopping when she was in front of him, she reached out and enveloped him in a hug. George closed his eyes, and slowly put his arms around her. Burring his face in her hair, he soaked up her smell, the feel of her in his arms, knowing that it would have to last him forever.
Sticking his head in, Fred grinned and motioned for Jennifer to come forward. Reaching in, he pulled the door shut and locked it. Jennifer pulled out her wand, and muttered an old locking curse that not even Hermione knew.
"Well, that should hold them. The house-elves know to bring them food and blankets tonight and tomorrow," Jennifer said with a wicked grin, as she and Fred walked out of the library.
Author - Clara Lou
Disclaimer - You think I own it Ha Ha! Oh wait your serious? Nothing of Harry Potter belongs to me it all belongs to the wonderful J.K.Rowling. The title of the story is a Celine Dion Song so it belongs to her and her record companies. The only thing that belongs to me is Jennifer Connelly and anything about her.
Summary - Fluff, fluff and more fluff. Oh and we will throw a bit of angst, humour and scheming in here. That means the plan has been put into action
Couples - G/Hr, F/Hr, F/OC, G/OC, H/G, R/??
Spoilers - All four books!
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Harry smiled as Ginny flopped down beside him. Moving his arm, he placed it around her shoulders. Closing his eyes he smiled in contentment as she snuggled into his embrace. Opening his eyes, he looked down at her; leaning down, he kissed her head softly.
Looking up at him, Ginny smiled.
"What was that for?" she asked him softly. "Not that it wasn't of the good because it was, and I really liked it."
Harry leaned down and kissed her softly, bringing her babble to a halt. He pulled back slowly and opened his eyes. Looking down at her, he smiled, as her eyes remained closed for a couple of seconds, and her lips remained parted. Slowly, as though in a daze, her eyes fluttered open. Slowly a smile spread across her face as she looked at him. Laying her head back down on his shoulder, she smiled and closed her eyes.
Walking down the stairs from the boys' dormitory, Ron stopped at the bottom step and smiled at the picture the two them made. At first the thought of his baby sister with anyone was enough to send him into a rage, but Hermione had fixed that. She asked him what was so wrong with something that made both his baby sister and one of his best friends so happy. Also anyone who made Harry smile after all he had gone through was good for him.
Ron still felt strange when he saw them together, but he knew they were meant to be together. Sitting down across from them, he thought back over the summer. Hermione and he had spent more time than usual together, since Harry would only talk to Ginny. He discovered that the feelings he had felt before the summer was just jealousy of her spending time with someone else other than him and Harry. After talking to Hermione and kissing her, which shocked her, he had realised they were only meant to be friends.
Jennifer flopped down beside him on the sofa, startling him out of his thoughts. Looking at the happy couple, Jennifer shook her head.
"Sickening aren't they?" she told him teasingly, knowing that Harry and Ginny could hear her.
Ron smiled and nodded. "Very, even worse when it's my baby sister. That's something I didn't want to ever know she did," he replied
Ginny grabbed a cushion and threw it at them; Ron caught it and stuck his tongue out at her, as Jennifer giggled.
Jennifer smothered her giggles, and took a deep breath to calm herself. Pushing her hair behind her ears, she smiled at the trio.
"Actually I'm glad I found the three of you. I wanted to talk to you about something, though I suppose someone is a better way to put it." Jennifer said to them
Ron looked over at Harry, confused by what Jennifer was talking about. Harry just shrugged in return. Fred walked through the portrait hole, and looked around the common room for Jennifer. Spotting her babbling to Ron, Ginny and Harry, he smiled and walked over to stand behind her.
"Jen, I thought you were suppose to be explaining, not confusing them," he said, interrupting Jennifer. Jennifer spun around to look at him.
"I was explaining, I just got side tracked," she told him in her defence.
Fred flopped down in a chair beside her, nodding at her "Uh huh, Jen, and I'm Head Boy."
Jennifer rolled her eyes at him. "Well now that you're here, I will explain." Jennifer told them.
"Yes, please do, because I'm really confused," Harry told them both. Jennifer smiled and leaned forward in her seat, leaning her arms on her knees.
"Ok, it's like this. George is head over heals for Hermione. Ron ssshhhh!" she told him as he interrupted. "You can ask questions in a minute. Anyway where was I? Oh yes! There's just one little problem, Hermione doesn't like him."
The three of them looked at her; Ginny finally asked the question the three of them wanted to know.
"If she doesn't like George, who does she like?" she asked Jennifer curiously.
"I think I can answer that," Fred interrupted. "She likes me."
Ron, Harry and Ginny all looked at each other before bursting out in laughter. Jennifer raised an eyebrow at Fred, who just shook his head; they waited as their laughter subsided.
"Thanks guys. That makes me feel so loved," Fred told them
Ginny giggled. "Sorry Fred, but you and Hermione is just so hilarious. The whole situation is." Quickly calming down as a thought came to her. "Does George know Hermione likes Fred?" she asked them.
Jennifer nodded. "Yeah, he does. I was trying to help him when I kind of told him. I didn't mean to, it just slipped out. That's where you guys come in. We need some help to try and get the two of them together."
Ginny nodded at her to continue. Jennifer took a deep breath.
"We don't really have an idea how to do it, but if we have your help it would make things a hell lot easier," she explained.
Ron leaned forward and smiled at her. "Well, let's think of something to do to get them together then." ******************************************************************
It took the five of them a couple of days to think of a decent plan; they even asked Oliver for his thoughts via owl. Finally after lots of plotting, scheming and convincing Fred that giving Hermione a love potion to make her fall in love with George wasn't right. And the time it took them to talk Ron out of giving them a lust potion, one could understand why it took so long.
But finally the day dawned for the plan; it was a brisk blue-skied Saturday. A day meant for fun, laughs and general time off, which meant Hermione was in the library studying. Jennifer jogged down the hall, and stopped as she reached the corridor beside the Charms classroom. Catching her breath, she slowly walked down the rest of corridor looking around as she went.
"Hey Jen, who are you looking for?" she heard a voice shout, turning around she smiled slightly as she saw Fred and George behind her. Right on time, she thought.
"Hey guys! I'm looking for Hermione, I can't find her anywhere," she said, trying to keep the worried expression on her face for George's benefit. It wouldn't do if he found out about the plan before it happened.
George frowned as he heard Hermione's name; he had tried to think of ways to win her heart, but hadn't come up with anything. Watching her over the past couple of days, he had seen the sidelong glances she threw at Fred, and he knew he didn't have a chance. He wasn't usually the type to give up on anything, but this time things looked hopeless. All he wanted was for Hermione to be happy, and if that meant she had to be with Fred, then he would just have to deal.
Fred looked at George, and then at Jennifer. "We can help you find her if you want." Jennifer smiled at them.
"Would you? That would be great." she told them happily "I've checked everywhere, but outside, the Great Hall and the library. Before you ask why I didn't check the library, I didn't check it because Hermione said she wasn't going there today."
George looked at the ground as he scuffed the floor with the toe of his shoe. Fred looked at him, and shook his head slightly.
"Ok, I'll take outside; Jennifer you take the great Hall, and George can take the library," Fred suggested. George nodded, there might be a chance that he would see Hermione in the library but if she told Jennifer she wasn't going to be there hopefully she would be someplace else
Turning around, he slowly walked towards the library, his head down and his feet dragging as he walked to the one place he didn't want to go. Waiting for a couple of minutes, Jennifer and Fred followed him, making sure to stay out of sight.
Stopping outside the library doors, George sighed and pushed the doors open and walked in. Walking through the shelves slowly, he looked down each of them for Hermione. He had no intention of talking to her if he found her; he would just go find Jennifer, and let her know where Hermione was. Yes, that's what he would do. He didn't want to stand and talk to her as she looked at him trying to find a trace of Fred in him. Frowning as he reached the end of the shelves and didn't find her, he sat down in an empty seat. Why was he disappointed? He didn't want to find her, did he? Searching his heart, he realised he did; he didn't care if she looked at him and saw Fred, just as long as he could see her, and watch her smile at him. Looking around him, he stopped as he saw a shaft of light shining out from behind a shelf. Slowly standing up, he walked towards it. Stopping, he looked around for the light. Seeing it sneaking out from under a door, he walked towards it.
Stopping with his hand hovering over the door handle, he wondered if he should open the door. He didn't know who was behind the door; it could be a group of Slytherins, or even Snape. Shaking his head, he slowly turned the handle, pushing the door open slightly he stuck his head in. Freezing at what he saw, he leaned against the doorframe, and watched the occupant.
He smiled slightly; it was ironic finding her here. Truthfully, anytime he got to spend near her was good; it just made the truth harder to take, though. Shifting his foot, he grimaced as he kicked the doorframe.
Hermione jumped slightly, and turned around. She smiled playfully when she saw it was only George. "You know it's not nice to sneak up on people," she teased.
George smiled bashfully, and walked into the room. "Sorry, didn't want to disturb you."
Jennifer and Fred peeked out from behind one of the stacks of books. Quietly Fred crept up to the door, and waited for George to walk further in.
Hermione moved her books off the other chair, and patted it. "Sit, talk!" George moved his feet on the floor. and stuck his hands in his pockets.
"You know you're making me think I've done something, with the way your acting," Hermione told as her smile fell.
George inched his way further into the room till he was beside the table. "You've not done anything, Hermione. I'm just having some problems that I have to deal with," he told her quietly.
Instantly Hermione stood up, and walked over to him. Stopping when she was in front of him, she reached out and enveloped him in a hug. George closed his eyes, and slowly put his arms around her. Burring his face in her hair, he soaked up her smell, the feel of her in his arms, knowing that it would have to last him forever.
Sticking his head in, Fred grinned and motioned for Jennifer to come forward. Reaching in, he pulled the door shut and locked it. Jennifer pulled out her wand, and muttered an old locking curse that not even Hermione knew.
"Well, that should hold them. The house-elves know to bring them food and blankets tonight and tomorrow," Jennifer said with a wicked grin, as she and Fred walked out of the library.