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.
Well all it sure took me a while to update. I am having a hard time; but it will happen. I will thank each reviewer separately, next chapter. Enjoy and please R/R.
Chapter 5
Attraction
George walked in to the room in which the meeting was being held. As he scanned the room something was different.
Hey Harry can you come here for a second?
Sure, George, what's up?
Who are all these new people?
Oh them?
Harry pointed towards the seven or eight new people sitting in the back.
Yeah, who are they?
You're friend, TimidOne, brought them. She said they were friends of hers.
HEY TIMID!!!! Come here.
TimidOne goes over to George and they move off into the corner. You can see both of them gesturing wildly. Finally, George nods his head and he moves to the front of the room. TimidOne goes back to her seat.
Ok, welcome everyone. I've decided to take questions today so who's first?
No one raised their hands.
Come on I know you have to have some questions. No? How about you lot in the back. What did Timid call you all? Oh yeah, reviewers. Any of you have questions? Ok well I guess not. Let's just move on then.
I want to say that I am sorry for taking you all away from any obligations that you may have.
He looked apologetically at Harry.
I promise that I won't take up much more of your time. This is just really important to me.
Last night we finished off with me kissing Hermione. I don't know why I did it. It sure as hell wasn't part of the plan.
She also threw me for a loop when she said she wasn't going to Headquarters for Christmas. What was I going to do now? The next Hogsmeade trip wasn't until February. Oh what was a Weasley to do?
I didn't have to think about it long, the holidays were fast approaching.
I can remember one night sitting with Fred just trying to figure out another way to get to Hermione. She walked past as we were talking. She smelled like lilacs. I couldn't help but replay the first and second kiss in my mind. Can you believe I actually started to blush?
Someone started to clear their throat in the back of the room. George looked up and almost fainted.
Oh shit.
Harry stood up and went over to George.
Hey mate, what's wrong?
George pointed towards the doors.
Oh my god. I can explain.
Ginny started walking towards them.
Explain what Harry Potter?
Listen Ginny it's my fault.
You're damn right George Weasley. Now you better tell me what the hell is going on here.
Harry? Can you fill her in? Make sure she sees the importance of keeping this quiet please. Everyone else we will take a ten minute break.
Harry pulled Ginny over to a corner and started talking to her in hushed tones. Every once in a while, Ginny would look over to George, daggers flashing in her eyes.
George groaned. He knew he was in for it now. He looked back to Harry after several more minutes and sighed in relief when Harry lifted his fingers in the ok symbol.
Harry returned to his seat, dragging a glaring Ginny with him. George was visibly sweating by this time. What was he going to do now? He was sure that whatever he said in this room was going to get right back to Hermione. Harry got up and walked over to George.
Don't worry mate, she swore she wouldn't say anything.
Yeah, Harry I'm really relieved now.
Don't get sarcastic with me George. When Ginny swears something, she means it.
Ok whatever.
He looked around the room, trying to get everyone's attention.
We are ready to begin again.
I am going to fast forward to the night we were summoned by Dumbledore. Harry had just had a vision that our father was attacked, and we were all sent to headquarters. We were not allowed to go to St. Mungos to check on him; but mum said he was doing ok. We were going to go and see him the next day.
Early the next morning, Hermione showed up. I was a little surprised, until I heard her telling Harry and Ron that she cancelled with her parents. You can not believe how relieved I was about this. I was going to be able to put our next plan in to action. I was also happy for selfish reasons. It seems that the more I hung out with her, the more attractive she became and the more I truly enjoyed her company.
We did go and visit Dad that day; but when we returned, I pulled Hermione in to an empty room.
Begin Scene: "George?" Hermione asked.
"Hermione I just was wondering if you, ummm... you know, if you remember the other night?"
"What the night that we talked in the library?"
George started to blush.
"Yes that; but also what happened in the common room after that."
It was now Hermione's turn to blush.
"The kiss? Of course I have thought about it, George. It was very nice."
"Nice? All you can say was it was nice? My god Mione."
"What George it lasted for all of what 20 seconds? Probably even less; do you want me to say it was earth shattering? Well it wasn't; but I bet this will be." She walked up to him and wrapped her arms around his neck. She the pulled his mouth to meet hers.
End Scene
Damn if she wasn't right. That kiss was mind blowing. It would have been even better if some snotty little red head hadn't walked in.
Watch it George.
Sorry Ginny.
So as I was saying, I was breaking a cardinal rule. I was beginning to actually fall for my prey. I wanted her badly and it had absolutely nothing to do with the plan. I was really starting to feel guilty; but what pushed me over the edge was what happened several nights later.
We were still on holiday, when everyone decided to finish Christmas shopping or to do whatever it was that they needed to do. I was already done; so I stayed behind. I hadn't realized that there was anyone lese there.
Begin scene:
George was in the kitchen, trying to remember the ingredients to a certain potion, when he heard a gasp from behind him. He turned around and saw Hermione standing at the door.
"George, what are you doing here?"
They hadn't really talked or been around each other much since their last kiss. He had been avoiding Hermione; the guilt was just too much.
"Well I was already done shopping so I thought I would brew this potion I needed for one of our new products."
"Really," she asked excited. "Anything that I can help with?"
"No," he said forcibly. "I didn't mean that Hermione," he said when he saw the look of hurt on her face. "It's just that I don't want to bother you."
"Oh don't be silly George, you wouldn't be bothering me. After all I volunteered to help, didn't I?"
George was unable to come up with a rebuttal to this; and was forced to allow her to help. They worked din compatible silence until it was done. Afterwards, he bottled it up and slipped the vial into his pocket.
They left the kitchen and wandered down the hall in to the room that they had been in the other night. As soon as they had entered, Hermione pulled George to her again.
George hastily pulled away and muttered something about wrapping Christmas presents. He ran so fast from the room that he didn't notice the look of pure fury on Hermione's face.
End Scene
I am sure you are all wondering why I ran from her right?
When everyone nodded he said,
The potion that I was brewing was a pheromone enhancer. The ingredients in it were very specific. Hermione came in after I had put those key ingredients in. The thing was that it was designed to make Hermione extremely attracted to me and only me. I was going to mix it with her meal that night. I couldn't stand to be around her knowing that I allowed her to help me make the very thing that I had thought would be her downfall.
When everyone returned and dinner was served, I didn't have the heart to do it. Fred however had other ideas. He made sure that Hermione was distracted and poured the substance on to her food. It had not scent or taste so she never even noticed. To this day I still wonder how he got it without my knowledge.
And I will never tell either.
I don't care anymore Fred. Can I continue, or do you want to interrupt me some more?
The potion needed an hour to kick in. I decided to go to my room; because I didn't want the rest of the Order to see Hermione lusting after me. Exactly an hour later there was a knock at my door.
When I opened it, Hermione shoved her way past me into the room.
Begin Scene:
Hermione shoved her way past George, barging into the room he was sharing with Fred. It wasn't very large; but it had two beds and plenty of room to work on their inventions.
She proceeded to grab his hand and drag him over to the bed.
"Hermione," George said shocked. "What are you doing?" George hadn't thought that the potion would make her forceful. He had thought that it would just quietly make her go mad with want.
"Look George," she said in a sultry voice. "I want you, and am very tired of waiting for you to make the first move."
"Hermione you don't know what you are saying. You're not in your right mind."
"Oh you're right about that George Weasley. In fact I feel as if I am going crazy, crazy for you that is."
George almost laughed. That had to be one of the cheesiest lines he had ever heard. He however knew that it wouldn't be smart to laugh at her in her present condition; so he tried to extricate himself from the situation.
"Hermione, you don't want this," he said. He was trying to reason with her analytical side. It seemed, however, that her hormonal side was too strong at that point.
"This is exactly what I want George. It's what I need. Now kiss me."
George knew exactly what had happened after that but knew that he couldn't let everyone else see. He just flicked his hand and showed Christmas morning to everyone present, as he remembered that night.
He tried to move away; but Hermione brought his mouth to meet hers. She ran her tongue along his lips as he had done that first night. George opened his mouth and she slipped her tongue inside. He groaned at this and knew he was fighting a losing battle. They kissed for awhile until it wasn't enough for Hermione. She began to unbutton his shirt. When it was only part way open, she ran her hands across his chest, sending involuntary shivers up his spine. He was lost then. He couldn't fight her anymore. He moved his hands the hem of her shirt and began moving it over her head. He noticed earlier that she had not been wearing a bra, and when he saw her breasts he gasped. They were perfect. Immediately, he lowered he lips to one of her nipples, sucking gently. He ran his tongue around the hard pebbles, making her writhe on the bed beneath him. She was moaning and George pulled away. When she protested he put his finger to her lips and pulled out his wand. He put a locking and silencing charm on the door. God forbid his mother heard her. After he put his wand away he resumed his ministrations on her breasts. Soon he began to kiss his way to her stomach. By this time she was trying to rip his clothes off. He allowed her to take his shirt and the he slipped off her skirt. The next to go were her underwear. He lowered his lips to her clitoris and licked it. He was glad he had the foresight to put a silencing charm up when she yelled with desire. He continued flicking his tongue across the nub and inserted a finger inside her. She was extremely wet. As he pumped his finger inside of her, she was bucking against him. She was also trying to remove his pants. He helped her take them off and then pressed his erection up against her opening. When pushed himself inside her, he was shocked at the presence of her maiden head. He stopped and started to withdraw. This made Hermione mewl in protest. She lifted her hips to him, as if to say it's all right. George knew that it was the potion; but couldn't for the life of him stop. He broke thru her barrier and forced himself to stay still until she was once again comfortable. When she started to move beneath him, he knew she was ready. He took his time bringing both of them very close to orgasm. He watched as her eyes glazed over, and roll back in to her head. He knew that now was the time. He moved faster and pushed harder, until he felt her convulsing around him she was screaming with pleasure. Son his own cries mingled with hers as he found his own release. Exhausted, he cleaned him self and Hermione up the best her could, covered them both and went to sleep.
He waved his hand and the random scene that was now playing disappeared.
Sorry about that. I don't know what could have happened. Oh well so anyway, the next morning, Fred was pounding on the door.
I yelled at him to go away; but he was having none of it. I looked beside me and saw that Hermione was still fast asleep, so I got dressed quietly and met Fred out in the hall.
He layed into me pretty rough. He kept yelling about how I wasn't supposed to actually sleep with her.
I told Fred that this was it. No more revenge plan. He looked at me and knew instantly that I had fallen in love with Hermione Granger. He yelled at me some more; but knew I was a lost cause.
When I went in to the room, Hermione was awake and looking around for her clothes.
As soon as she saw me, she began apologizing. She told me she had no idea what got in to her and she was extremely sorry. I tried to tell her that it was ok but she just wanted to get out of there. I felt that the best thing to do was let her go, she was too embarrassed by what had happened and needed some alone time.
After she left the guilt set in. I want to apologize to anyone in this room whose head I practically tore off that day; but as you can see I had good reason. I mean I had just slept with a 15 yr old. Sure I was only 17 but that meant I was an adult in the wizarding world. If anyone found out I was dead. I tried to talk to her several times that day but she was avoiding me.
Soon we went back to school; and I had even less opportunity to talk to her. I decided that she had regretted that night too much and wanted to do something to make up for it. I sat down and began writing. When I was done I sent the letter to Hermione. I hoped that it would alleviate any guilt that she had felt.
Oh my look at the time. I am so sorry for keeping you all so late. I hope to see everyone back here tomorrow.
Everyone filed out of the room and Ginny walked up to George.
George I don't know what's going on; but I do know that you love Hermione, so I am going to give you the benefit of the doubt. You have two days to come to a point or I will be forced to tell Mione everything I know.
Ginny walked away not even giving George a chance to respond.
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Outside
My dear, that was fantastic. You played your part superbly.
Thanks Harry, I just hope that we can continue this. Hermione will kill me if I screw this up for her.
Don't you worry Ginny; George will never know what hit him.
Well all it sure took me a while to update. I am having a hard time; but it will happen. I will thank each reviewer separately, next chapter. Enjoy and please R/R.
Chapter 5
Attraction
George walked in to the room in which the meeting was being held. As he scanned the room something was different.
Hey Harry can you come here for a second?
Sure, George, what's up?
Who are all these new people?
Oh them?
Harry pointed towards the seven or eight new people sitting in the back.
Yeah, who are they?
You're friend, TimidOne, brought them. She said they were friends of hers.
HEY TIMID!!!! Come here.
TimidOne goes over to George and they move off into the corner. You can see both of them gesturing wildly. Finally, George nods his head and he moves to the front of the room. TimidOne goes back to her seat.
Ok, welcome everyone. I've decided to take questions today so who's first?
No one raised their hands.
Come on I know you have to have some questions. No? How about you lot in the back. What did Timid call you all? Oh yeah, reviewers. Any of you have questions? Ok well I guess not. Let's just move on then.
I want to say that I am sorry for taking you all away from any obligations that you may have.
He looked apologetically at Harry.
I promise that I won't take up much more of your time. This is just really important to me.
Last night we finished off with me kissing Hermione. I don't know why I did it. It sure as hell wasn't part of the plan.
She also threw me for a loop when she said she wasn't going to Headquarters for Christmas. What was I going to do now? The next Hogsmeade trip wasn't until February. Oh what was a Weasley to do?
I didn't have to think about it long, the holidays were fast approaching.
I can remember one night sitting with Fred just trying to figure out another way to get to Hermione. She walked past as we were talking. She smelled like lilacs. I couldn't help but replay the first and second kiss in my mind. Can you believe I actually started to blush?
Someone started to clear their throat in the back of the room. George looked up and almost fainted.
Oh shit.
Harry stood up and went over to George.
Hey mate, what's wrong?
George pointed towards the doors.
Oh my god. I can explain.
Ginny started walking towards them.
Explain what Harry Potter?
Listen Ginny it's my fault.
You're damn right George Weasley. Now you better tell me what the hell is going on here.
Harry? Can you fill her in? Make sure she sees the importance of keeping this quiet please. Everyone else we will take a ten minute break.
Harry pulled Ginny over to a corner and started talking to her in hushed tones. Every once in a while, Ginny would look over to George, daggers flashing in her eyes.
George groaned. He knew he was in for it now. He looked back to Harry after several more minutes and sighed in relief when Harry lifted his fingers in the ok symbol.
Harry returned to his seat, dragging a glaring Ginny with him. George was visibly sweating by this time. What was he going to do now? He was sure that whatever he said in this room was going to get right back to Hermione. Harry got up and walked over to George.
Don't worry mate, she swore she wouldn't say anything.
Yeah, Harry I'm really relieved now.
Don't get sarcastic with me George. When Ginny swears something, she means it.
Ok whatever.
He looked around the room, trying to get everyone's attention.
We are ready to begin again.
I am going to fast forward to the night we were summoned by Dumbledore. Harry had just had a vision that our father was attacked, and we were all sent to headquarters. We were not allowed to go to St. Mungos to check on him; but mum said he was doing ok. We were going to go and see him the next day.
Early the next morning, Hermione showed up. I was a little surprised, until I heard her telling Harry and Ron that she cancelled with her parents. You can not believe how relieved I was about this. I was going to be able to put our next plan in to action. I was also happy for selfish reasons. It seems that the more I hung out with her, the more attractive she became and the more I truly enjoyed her company.
We did go and visit Dad that day; but when we returned, I pulled Hermione in to an empty room.
Begin Scene: "George?" Hermione asked.
"Hermione I just was wondering if you, ummm... you know, if you remember the other night?"
"What the night that we talked in the library?"
George started to blush.
"Yes that; but also what happened in the common room after that."
It was now Hermione's turn to blush.
"The kiss? Of course I have thought about it, George. It was very nice."
"Nice? All you can say was it was nice? My god Mione."
"What George it lasted for all of what 20 seconds? Probably even less; do you want me to say it was earth shattering? Well it wasn't; but I bet this will be." She walked up to him and wrapped her arms around his neck. She the pulled his mouth to meet hers.
End Scene
Damn if she wasn't right. That kiss was mind blowing. It would have been even better if some snotty little red head hadn't walked in.
Watch it George.
Sorry Ginny.
So as I was saying, I was breaking a cardinal rule. I was beginning to actually fall for my prey. I wanted her badly and it had absolutely nothing to do with the plan. I was really starting to feel guilty; but what pushed me over the edge was what happened several nights later.
We were still on holiday, when everyone decided to finish Christmas shopping or to do whatever it was that they needed to do. I was already done; so I stayed behind. I hadn't realized that there was anyone lese there.
Begin scene:
George was in the kitchen, trying to remember the ingredients to a certain potion, when he heard a gasp from behind him. He turned around and saw Hermione standing at the door.
"George, what are you doing here?"
They hadn't really talked or been around each other much since their last kiss. He had been avoiding Hermione; the guilt was just too much.
"Well I was already done shopping so I thought I would brew this potion I needed for one of our new products."
"Really," she asked excited. "Anything that I can help with?"
"No," he said forcibly. "I didn't mean that Hermione," he said when he saw the look of hurt on her face. "It's just that I don't want to bother you."
"Oh don't be silly George, you wouldn't be bothering me. After all I volunteered to help, didn't I?"
George was unable to come up with a rebuttal to this; and was forced to allow her to help. They worked din compatible silence until it was done. Afterwards, he bottled it up and slipped the vial into his pocket.
They left the kitchen and wandered down the hall in to the room that they had been in the other night. As soon as they had entered, Hermione pulled George to her again.
George hastily pulled away and muttered something about wrapping Christmas presents. He ran so fast from the room that he didn't notice the look of pure fury on Hermione's face.
End Scene
I am sure you are all wondering why I ran from her right?
When everyone nodded he said,
The potion that I was brewing was a pheromone enhancer. The ingredients in it were very specific. Hermione came in after I had put those key ingredients in. The thing was that it was designed to make Hermione extremely attracted to me and only me. I was going to mix it with her meal that night. I couldn't stand to be around her knowing that I allowed her to help me make the very thing that I had thought would be her downfall.
When everyone returned and dinner was served, I didn't have the heart to do it. Fred however had other ideas. He made sure that Hermione was distracted and poured the substance on to her food. It had not scent or taste so she never even noticed. To this day I still wonder how he got it without my knowledge.
And I will never tell either.
I don't care anymore Fred. Can I continue, or do you want to interrupt me some more?
The potion needed an hour to kick in. I decided to go to my room; because I didn't want the rest of the Order to see Hermione lusting after me. Exactly an hour later there was a knock at my door.
When I opened it, Hermione shoved her way past me into the room.
Begin Scene:
Hermione shoved her way past George, barging into the room he was sharing with Fred. It wasn't very large; but it had two beds and plenty of room to work on their inventions.
She proceeded to grab his hand and drag him over to the bed.
"Hermione," George said shocked. "What are you doing?" George hadn't thought that the potion would make her forceful. He had thought that it would just quietly make her go mad with want.
"Look George," she said in a sultry voice. "I want you, and am very tired of waiting for you to make the first move."
"Hermione you don't know what you are saying. You're not in your right mind."
"Oh you're right about that George Weasley. In fact I feel as if I am going crazy, crazy for you that is."
George almost laughed. That had to be one of the cheesiest lines he had ever heard. He however knew that it wouldn't be smart to laugh at her in her present condition; so he tried to extricate himself from the situation.
"Hermione, you don't want this," he said. He was trying to reason with her analytical side. It seemed, however, that her hormonal side was too strong at that point.
"This is exactly what I want George. It's what I need. Now kiss me."
George knew exactly what had happened after that but knew that he couldn't let everyone else see. He just flicked his hand and showed Christmas morning to everyone present, as he remembered that night.
He tried to move away; but Hermione brought his mouth to meet hers. She ran her tongue along his lips as he had done that first night. George opened his mouth and she slipped her tongue inside. He groaned at this and knew he was fighting a losing battle. They kissed for awhile until it wasn't enough for Hermione. She began to unbutton his shirt. When it was only part way open, she ran her hands across his chest, sending involuntary shivers up his spine. He was lost then. He couldn't fight her anymore. He moved his hands the hem of her shirt and began moving it over her head. He noticed earlier that she had not been wearing a bra, and when he saw her breasts he gasped. They were perfect. Immediately, he lowered he lips to one of her nipples, sucking gently. He ran his tongue around the hard pebbles, making her writhe on the bed beneath him. She was moaning and George pulled away. When she protested he put his finger to her lips and pulled out his wand. He put a locking and silencing charm on the door. God forbid his mother heard her. After he put his wand away he resumed his ministrations on her breasts. Soon he began to kiss his way to her stomach. By this time she was trying to rip his clothes off. He allowed her to take his shirt and the he slipped off her skirt. The next to go were her underwear. He lowered his lips to her clitoris and licked it. He was glad he had the foresight to put a silencing charm up when she yelled with desire. He continued flicking his tongue across the nub and inserted a finger inside her. She was extremely wet. As he pumped his finger inside of her, she was bucking against him. She was also trying to remove his pants. He helped her take them off and then pressed his erection up against her opening. When pushed himself inside her, he was shocked at the presence of her maiden head. He stopped and started to withdraw. This made Hermione mewl in protest. She lifted her hips to him, as if to say it's all right. George knew that it was the potion; but couldn't for the life of him stop. He broke thru her barrier and forced himself to stay still until she was once again comfortable. When she started to move beneath him, he knew she was ready. He took his time bringing both of them very close to orgasm. He watched as her eyes glazed over, and roll back in to her head. He knew that now was the time. He moved faster and pushed harder, until he felt her convulsing around him she was screaming with pleasure. Son his own cries mingled with hers as he found his own release. Exhausted, he cleaned him self and Hermione up the best her could, covered them both and went to sleep.
He waved his hand and the random scene that was now playing disappeared.
Sorry about that. I don't know what could have happened. Oh well so anyway, the next morning, Fred was pounding on the door.
I yelled at him to go away; but he was having none of it. I looked beside me and saw that Hermione was still fast asleep, so I got dressed quietly and met Fred out in the hall.
He layed into me pretty rough. He kept yelling about how I wasn't supposed to actually sleep with her.
I told Fred that this was it. No more revenge plan. He looked at me and knew instantly that I had fallen in love with Hermione Granger. He yelled at me some more; but knew I was a lost cause.
When I went in to the room, Hermione was awake and looking around for her clothes.
As soon as she saw me, she began apologizing. She told me she had no idea what got in to her and she was extremely sorry. I tried to tell her that it was ok but she just wanted to get out of there. I felt that the best thing to do was let her go, she was too embarrassed by what had happened and needed some alone time.
After she left the guilt set in. I want to apologize to anyone in this room whose head I practically tore off that day; but as you can see I had good reason. I mean I had just slept with a 15 yr old. Sure I was only 17 but that meant I was an adult in the wizarding world. If anyone found out I was dead. I tried to talk to her several times that day but she was avoiding me.
Soon we went back to school; and I had even less opportunity to talk to her. I decided that she had regretted that night too much and wanted to do something to make up for it. I sat down and began writing. When I was done I sent the letter to Hermione. I hoped that it would alleviate any guilt that she had felt.
Oh my look at the time. I am so sorry for keeping you all so late. I hope to see everyone back here tomorrow.
Everyone filed out of the room and Ginny walked up to George.
George I don't know what's going on; but I do know that you love Hermione, so I am going to give you the benefit of the doubt. You have two days to come to a point or I will be forced to tell Mione everything I know.
Ginny walked away not even giving George a chance to respond.
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Outside
My dear, that was fantastic. You played your part superbly.
Thanks Harry, I just hope that we can continue this. Hermione will kill me if I screw this up for her.
Don't you worry Ginny; George will never know what hit him.