Weasley Boys (Sequel to "The Kiss")
By: Diana_Silvermoon
"So" Ron said, his face still red, his eyes now welling up with tears "You two have been sneaking around behind my back is that it?"
George felt his head pounding thinking about what just happened.
"Ron, it's not what you think" he started quickly.
"Oh then, what was it?" Ron asked, his voice cracking slightly; the pain in his heart visible on his tear streaked face. "You know what? FINE! Have each other! I can't stand the sight of either one of you!" At that he turned his back and ran upstairs.
"Ron!" Hermione called as she got up and ran after him.
George stood there dumbstruck in the kitchen. What had he done? He sat down at the kitchen table, his mind unable to process a single thought clearly. How could he do that to his own brother? Ron liked Hermione. He knew that. He had known it for three years. Why then, did he kiss her?
"Ok George" the familiar voice of his twin called from behind him "what's the deal here? Hermione is sprawled out on Ginny's bed sobbing like the world is about to end, and Ron is in his room shouting like a mad man at Harry."
"Really?" George said blankly his own guilt causing him to squirm in his seat slightly. "What did he say?"
"All I really heard was a lot of swearing, and several times he said "I can't believe it, my own bloody brother" as I walked by."
George nodded and put his head, now throbbing with stress down on the table. He lifted it enough just enough to say:
"I kissed Hermione." His head relanded with a thud onto the table.
"You what?????" Fred said sounding more than just a bit shocked "how did this happen?"
"I dunno, she was crying, I was trying to comfort her, I guess I just felt sorry for her. It just kinda happened, as it were."
Fred nodded understandingly.
"now," George continued "Ron is all pissed off at me, and I don't even know what Hermione is thinking."
"Ah, right" Fred nodded his head. "Well, I dunno, maybe if you could explain to Ron that it was just a pity kiss, I bet he'd understand."
"Well," George said, his face expressionless, his finger tracing his bottom lip "I don't know that it was a pity kiss."
"WHAT??"
"I can't stop thinking about her Fred. I feel a little guilty about Ron, but, BOLLOCKS to Ron! He was being a self-centered twit. And man, Fred, I can't get how soft her lips are out of my head, and how sweetly she looked into my eyes before I kissed her." Again George's head landed on the table with a thud.
"How does Hermione feel?"
"I dunno, I haven't said a word to her since." George's words came out muffled as his face was still flat against the table.
"Get up you sentimental git!" Fred exclaimed slapping his twin on the back of the head. "Get your head out of your arse and go up there and talk to her. You and Hermione suss this out, then the two of you go talk this out with Ron."
"George nodded and stood up from his seat. He stood at the foot of the stairs, looking up towards the top. For the first time in years, he felt unsure. Up until this point, he had been invincible. Fred and he had gained complete mastery and manipulation over Home, Hogwarts, it's students, and even some of its teachers. But now as he stood, he found himself unsure of himself. He didn't like that.
"OW! What the bloody hell did you do that for?!?" George exclaimed as his concentration was broke as Fred's kick met sharply with his backside.
'Get up there" Fred chuckled "or you'll have another! Quite frankly I can't stand you like this." He smiled and gave George a reassuring nod.
There was really no affection shown in the Weasley household, especially not between the boys. A reassuring hug, or pat on the back, especially in these situations was strictly taboo. However, in the gesture of this simple nod, Fred had mad George believe everything would turn out ok…..eventually. George turned up the corners of his mouth to thank his brother before venturing up the stairs.
With just a tough of the old George Weasley confidence back, he found him self paused outside of Ginny's bedroom. He took two deep breaths before entering the door. Hermione was laying face down on Ginny's bed. Her chin was propped up o her folded arms in front of her. She had apparently stopped crying. He wondered for a second if he should turn back.
"George?" she must have heard him come in. Her timid voice was full of hurt. It pained him to hear her like that, and he found himself cursing everything he was that he was somewhat responsible for that hurt. He walked in and sat down next to her on the bed.
"Hermione…"
"Tell me something George" she cut him off, her voice cracking with grief and anger.
"Yes?"
"Why did you kiss me?" She said sitting up next to him. His heart sank at the question. So she hadn't liked it. She hadn't felt what he felt. He felt a queasiness come over him as he thought of the kiss.
"I don't know" he stammered trying not to show her that she had crushed him with that one question.
"Damn you George!" she spat out angrily "you truly don't care do you?" she appeared to be fighting back more tears "It doesn't matter to you that Ron may never speak to us again does it?" Her words were cutting into him like a knife. He found himself fighting harder and harder to keep the pained look off his face with every syllable she uttered.
"I'm sorry" he said softly trying not to show how deeply she hurt him, or how badly he wanted to take her in his arms and hold her.
"And worst of all" she put her head down in silence. She drew her face back up meeting his eyes, her cheeks streaked with tears "worst of all, you'll never know, or care, just how much that kiss meant to me, or just how you made me feel when you looked into my eyes." She looked up at him pleadingly, her beautiful brown eyes shone with tears "But you don't care." She put her head down once more, her body heaved slightly as if she were suppressing a sob. "you just don't care." She whispered.
"No Hermione, I do care" he said, his heart beating faster than it ever had in his life. He felt a stray tear fall down h is cheek as he smiled at her "I felt it to." She looked at him for a moment, almost looking as if she didn't believe him.
"Do you mean it?"
"yes" at that word she flung her arms around his neck hugging him tightly. He felt his tension melt away as he wrapped his arms around her waist. Burying his face in her neck, he smelt her hair. Man, she smelled good. Before today, he would have never guessed that holding Hermione Granger in his arms would feel so good. He fond himself kissing her neck, working his way with kisses back up to her lips. She leaned back against the headboard as George continued to lavish kisses upon her. Suddenly, they both froze as an ear-curtailing scream swept through the entire house.
"Geoooooorge!!!" George cringed as he looked back at the one who was screaming at them.
"Mum" he said, his face going an even brighter shade of red than his hair "your home early"
Later that night as Fred and George sat in their room the door (as well as every other child's bedroom door in the house [save Perceys]) was lock with a spell that only Mr. or Mrs. Weasley could break in the morning.
"I can't believe it!" George said pacing back and forth "Imagine the nerve! Percey lecturing me as if her were Mum or Dad!" He shot a two-fingered salute at the door. "I can't believe it!"
"What I can't believe is that I'm locked in here with you." Fred complained giving George a firm slap on the back of the head "I didn't do anything wrong."
"Mum never has trusted Hermione since that old article last year" George chuckled softly to himself "but look on the bright side Fred, at least now we can have the fun of seeing how to sneak into her room."
"Oh great fun!" Fred sarcastically retorted "and I suppose that while you are in there having a good snog with Hermione, I'll sit in here and play cards with Ginny."
'Hey now, lets not forget all those times I helped you sneak into the girl's dorms at Gryphendoor tower to visit Angelina Jonston."
Fred smiled widely at that comment. "But", he mentioned,"you still had your bit of fun with old Gemma O' Conner!"
"True, but you got WAY more Action from Angelina than I EVER did with Gemma."
Fred nodded.
"We go back to Hogwarts in what? A week and then you'll need me to help you sneak up there again."
Fred smiled once more "ok I'm in, how are we gunna get you in there?"