Disclaimer: These characters are owned by J.K. Rowling. I'm going to steal them for awhile though. I really just want Fred and George; but I had to steal others as well. I'll return them all back to her after I am done (except for maybe George and Fred), after all she needs them for book six.

I can't believe how hard this is to write. Seems that I just can't get a grasp on anything. I am hoping that I will be able to just keep typing and everything will flow. Lets all pray.

Just for clarification.

The she that Harry and Run were talking about was Hermione. What she is doing? I will reveal later; much later.

What does George want his mother to fix? I'm pretty sure you all know already; but I'm still not telling.

Oh and the mysterious phone call? That too, will remain a mystery.

Once again thank you to my reviewers.

Chapters will take longer to put out, since I am going so slow on this one. In the meantime, feel free to read my other Fic, Hermione Granger and the Case of the Missing 'Hero'.

Here we go on with the story.

Chapter 4

Quidditch, Bans, and Dreams

Hi everyone. Please just sit down and take your seats. We have a lot to cover this evening, and we don't have much time. I will not be taking any questions today.

It was Hogsmeade weekend; we made plans to meet with the 'Golden Trio'. Seems that Hermione wanted to start and DADA class taught by Harry. I can't believe how many people showed up at the Hog's Head. There were a lot of what Hagrid would call 'funny folk', as well. Everyone was there and mostly people were bickering; but we were all in agreement that we must be taught something, and who better than, the boy who met with Voldemort 6 times and has lived?

Hermione produced a parchment for everyone to sign. I knew it was charmed; but didn't say anything.

During all if this I kept 'accidentally' touching Hermione's leg or rubbing my body against hers.

George waved his hand and a scene everyone was familiar with was shown.

The Quidditch pitch was surrounded by students, ready to cheer for either Gryffindor or Slytherin. The Gryffindor team was hovering over the field.

Fred flew over to George.

"Are you ready?" he asked.

"I'm ready; but I want to know why it has to be me?"

"Because if Angelina caught me, she would kill me; and we all know Mione would never go for Malfoy, so its all up to you lover boy." Fred laughed and then suddenly groaned. "Here they come," he said pointing at the entrance.

George watched as the Slytherins made their way into the stadium. "Oh my god," he thought to himself. "What the hell are they wearing? Weasley is our king? Oh god those buttons. Oh shit, they are singing too. This is not what Ron needs. We are so toast."

As the match commenced, it soon became apparent that Harry had to catch the snitch quickly, or Gryffindor would have no chance at all.

"GO HARRY!" Angelina yelled.

"What the hell was that?" George thought to himself. "Wait Harry's saw the snitch."

"GO HARRY!!!!" Everyone in Gryffindor was yelling. Finally Harry had snatched it right before Malfoy. Gryffindor had won.

A/N several of the following passages will be direct quotes taken from the Order of the Phoenix. I am in no way trying to claim them as my own.

Everyone gathered on the field celebrating their win.

Then they heard Malfoy begin to speak.

"Saved Weasleys neck, haven't you? I've never seen a worse keeper...but then he was born in a bin...did you like my lyrics Potter?"

He just wouldn't stop.

"We wanted to write another couple of verses. But we couldn't find rhymes for fat and ugly, we wanted to sing about his mother."

George and Fred hadn't heard what was being said yet. Soon though they realized and went to go after Malfoy. Alicia, Angelina and Katie all held Fred back as Harry was holding on to George.

"-----but you like the Weasleys, don't you Potter? Spend holidays there and everything, don't you? Can't see how you can stand the stink, but I supposes when you've been dragged up by muggles even the Weasleys' hovel smells ok."

Harry was having trouble holding on to George. Seems as if everyone else was busy; and no help would be coming over soon.

"Or perhaps, you can remember what your mother's house stank like, Potter, and Weasleys pigsty reminds you of it......"

Malfoy never finished that sentence.

The scene faded.

I don't even remember Harry letting go of me. It was all pretty much a blur. Needless to say, Malfoy was no longer our partner. To top it all off, because of the bitch Umbridge and Educational Decree Number Twenty- Five, Harry, Fred and I all received a life ban, from Quidditch. Hell she even took our brooms. We knew we were going to have to do something about her and soon.

That Sunday Fred and I were trying to blow off some steam. We decided to have a snowball fight. I saw Hermione crossing the lawn going over to Hagrids. Perfect opportunity. I 'accidentally' threw one at her. Seems I had been having an awful lot of accidents. When I hit her she screamed, I ran over and apologized profusely. She accepted this and said she was going to Hagrids. Before she continued on her way, I asked her if she would be willing to help me study for my N.E.W.T.'s and in turn I would help her with her O.W.L's. She looked at me skeptically; because she knew I wasn't into much schoolwork. Finally she figured that I really must be trying to repent and agreed we were going to meet in the library later that day.

At the library I sat at Hermione's regular table. While I waited for her to arrive, I thought about what had transpired so far.

It seemed as if the plan was coming along perfectly. There was only one little problem. I can't stop thinking about that night in her room. Sometimes I even dream about it. Lame huh?

Lost in thought I didn't see Hermione come in till she had sat at our table. I looked up when she dropped an armful of books on the table.

Scene:

"Oh hi there, Hermione. I didn't see you come in."

"I don't doubt that for a second, George. When I walked in it looked like you were deep in thought. Thinking about your girlfriend?" Hermione asked.

"Funny Hermione, you know I don't have a girlfriend. No I was just thinking about my lifetime ban," he lied.

"Oh George I feel bad for you, I know that Quidditch was one of the few things in school that you really enjoyed."

"Umm, Hermione......"

"What George?"

"Well you see, I mean, umm, it's like this...."

"George just spit it out, I don't have all night."

"Sorry Hermione, it's just that I was wondering if you wanted to spend sometime with me at Headquarters this Christmas."

"I'm not going George. My parents and I are going skiing."

"Oh ok." George looked crestfallen. The funny thing was he felt like it too.

"So what did you need help with George?"

"Help?" George remembered that he was supposed to be here to study for his N.E.W.T.'s. "Oh yeah Transfiguration," he said quickly.

Hermione and George worked long into the night. They were the last people there, when Madam Pince, shooed them out.

They walked to the common room together. When they got there Hermione muttered goodnight and headed towards the girls dorm.

"Wait!" George whispered.

Hermione turned and raised an eyebrow in question.

"I just wanted to ummm...."

"George what has gotten into you tonight? Just spit it out."

George didn't say anything; he just walked over to her. He pulled her into a hug and then brushed his lips across hers.

"Goodnight, Hermione and thank you."

"Ummm... yeah ok George, goodnight."

After she was gone George lifted a hand to his lips.

"I'm not supposed to like this, am I?" he whispered to himself.

End scene

Ok everyone that's all for tonight, I want to be able to meet a few hours earlier tomorrow. I have a felling it will be a night of many discoveries. So I will see you all tomorrow.

George didn't feel like going home, so he decided to go to his second favorite place.

He closed his eyes and imagined the burrow; but not his family home itself. There was a small pond behind the house. George always went there when he needed to think.

"What are you doing here?" a voice said from the darkness.

"Ginny? Is that you?"

Yeah George, it's me.

Oh nice to see you.

Well answer my question. What are you doing here? You don't live here anymore remember?

I just needed someplace to think.

Well find someplace else. I'm here thinking.

I can see that. What are you thinking about?

Well see it's like this. I am thinking why men are such jerks.

What? I thought you and Harry have been getting along great.

We had been until the last couple of nights. He's broken two dates with me already and then he called earlier and said he wouldn't make it tomorrow either. I think he may have found someone else.

Don't be dense Ginny. You know Harry loves you. He wouldn't cheat on you either.

George felt kind of bad. It was his fault that Harry was gone every night; but he couldn't tell Ginny that. He didn't want her to know anything about that. She was even closer to Hermione than Ron and Harry.

If he loves me so much, why won't he tell me where he is?

Ok listen up. I know he hasn't been cheating on you. He's been with me. I can't tell you why but you will know soon enough.

You better tell me now George.

Ginny took several menacing steps towards him. He backed away.

I swear Ginny. Harry is doing nothing wrong. I just made him promise not to say anything. I swear this will all be over in a few days.

Ok George; but you better hope that you are right. If you are lying to me I will hurt you.

I know Gin, I know.

Now go home George. You can think there.