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What is my problem, Ron thought to himself after reading Hermione's letter. He wasn't exactly sure what it was, but every time he seen her or thought of her with Krum he found himself getting very angry, and maybe jealous? NO, not jealous, he didn't think of Hermione like that. It was Krum, he just hated Krum, Ron assured himself.

Not only that, but he couldn't believe she was actually thinking of going over there now that You-Know-Who had risen. Krum had been studying the dark arts in his school for god's sake! How could she trust him? No one from Durmstrang should be trusted at a time like this, as far as he was concerned.

Ron glared at the letter. So yes he would mind if she went. Ron was so absorbed in his thoughts that he didn't hear the door of his room open.

"Ron…foods ready you have to come down?" His younger sister, Ginny said.

"Huh? You could have at least knocked the door." Ron said angrily to his sister as he strode past down the stairs. Ginny frowned after him, she'd knocked the door at least three times before entering. Sighing she followed him downstairs to the dinner table, where Fred and George were already sitting as Mrs Weasley served the food. Mr. Weasley wasn't there, neither was Percy they were both working late at the Ministry. Bill and Charlie were also away.

Ron sat down at the table, still in his fury. Ginny who came in after him also took her seat at the table. Fred shot a confused look at Ginny and indicated Ron. She shrugged back at him.

Ron looked up and saw the three of them looking at him.

"What?" He said.

None of the said anything and began to eat the food that Mrs. Weasley had put in front of them. Ron frowned at them all and tucked into his own food, eating at a speed quicker than a firebolt. Fred and George exchanged a look with raised eyebrows. After he had finished, he pushed back his chair with a loud squeak and stormed back upstairs. The rest of the family stared after him.

"What in Merlin has gotten into him lately?" Mrs Weasley said.

Finishing shortly after, Fred and George followed Ron upstairs and barged into his room.

"What the hell are you two doing?" Ron shouted, turning round from his desk.

"What is wrong with you, Ron? Your turning into Percy spending all your time in your room like this…" George's eyes widened just after the words had left his mouth, and him and Fred shared a look.

"Has lickle Ronniekins got a girlfriend?" Fred cooed.

Ron blushed furiously, as his twin brothers began to laugh hysterically.

"For your information, no." Ron told them, glaring.

"Its no need to lie to us Ron. Now who is it?" Fred asked as him and George came over to Ron's desk. Fred looked over Ron's shoulder and seen Hermione's letter, and the letter Ron was attempting to write. George joined him.

"Ah, I see." George said after a while.

Ron looked at them both.

"What do you see?" He snapped.

Fred and George shared another meaningful look.

"You fancy Hermione don't you Ron?" Fred asked him. "You're jealous."

"No" Ron said defiantly, he most certainly did not fancy Hermione.

The blush that was creeping up his face said it all to the twins though and they both roared with laughter and clapped him on the back, saying they'd help him out. Then they left.

Ron sat down at his desk head in his hands, could it get any worse?  He didn't trust Fred and George at all!

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