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"Nice of you to join us Hermione," commented Ron, without looking up from his Divination homework.
Harry looked up too, scooting aside to leave a space for her on the sofa by the far,
"Where've you been? Justin seemed a bit more 'touchy feely' than he usually does."
Hermione shot Ron an evil look knowing only too well that both he and Harry considered Justin a bit, ok no a lot of a prude.
"We just went, you know, for a walk?" She tailed off, knowing all too well how lame her excuse sounded.
"A walk – how lovely, especially nice when it's cold, windy and wet I always think – eh Harry?"
"Love 'em. Walks, jolly things and when it's raining? Love 'em even more Ronald"
Hermione chucked a cushion at them, though they both found it hysterically funny, it really bugged her when they ganged up together to wind her up.
"OK, no walk involved, but you guys really need to get your own lives and stop butting into mine." She gave them a sarcastic grin and walked off, to try and find Ginny and tell her everything.
"Oi! Hermione we have lives! We do! Harry had a little lurve session with Lavender Brown again today and I...well I played Quidditch!"
"Whatever Ron...I'm leaving now goodnight."
Hermione gave herself a satisfied grin and headed away to the girls dormitories. She was stopped by a flying piece of wood, which knocked her straight on the head.
"What the...?"
"Sorry, sorry Hermione, you OK?" A worried looking Fred Weasley stepped out from behind a nearby curtain, looking slightly embarrassed, "It's our new invention, the Weasley Woomerang. You simply chuck it, but rather than coming back to you, it hits the person you send it to, namely your worst enemy. Cool huh?"
Hermione's heart sank, but she didn't know why. Seeing Hermione's sinking expression, Fred quickly explained himself,
"It's not done finalised yet, Mione. We can't quite get it to fly properly, I was aiming for Bella Widget over there in the chair, she was bitchy to Angelina this morning."
"Oh. Ok, that's nice to know, I know we don't talk much but I didn't think I was your enemy!"
"Nah, course not, you're my brother's best friend."
"Yeh, yeh I guess I am well I'm tired I'll be going, night George."
As she turned to walk away, a thought occurred to her,
"Um, Fred? Why were you behind the curtains just by the entrance to the girls dormitories exactly? It's really not that great a place if you're aiming for Bella." Fred grinned mischievously at Hermione, "Well, you know, I was visiting Angelina after the Bella incident, just in case. I reckoned I cheered her up just a little." He winked at Hermione and then, spotting George and Lee entering the common room, ran off to meet them.
Hermione felt very confused. Seeing Fred in the library today, having fun with his friends and laughing, then seeing him now, coming from Angelina's bedroom, making up joke toys, it had stirred something in her. And all of a sudden the joy of what her and Justin had done faded into non-existence as she thought of what Fred and Angelina might have done at the same time. Had Fred and Angelina slept together? All of a sudden she felt an urgent longing for them not to have done anything, just maybe hugged, strictly as friends. She knew this was about as unlikely as her and Justin having sex – everyone knew that Fred and Angelina had an on-off thing going, and that when it was on, it was pretty serious.
It was confusing, she had never looked at Fred in this way before, he was just Ron's older brother, slightly annoying yet very funny, one half of the infamous Weasley twins. But now, she saw his quirky red hair, his sweet grin, the way he cared about his friends, and how much fun everyone around him always seemed to be having. All the worries about her and Justin's relationship suddenly came flooding back to her, and she knew that she had to break it off – even if Fred would never even look at her in that way.
Yet, she couldn't bring herself to see the hurt in his face, after what they had just done, when he heard she wanted to break up. So she cowardly ran up to her room and pulled out a piece of parchment and a quill. And on it, she wrote,
"Hey Justin, This is really really hard for me to write, and it is by no means because of anything that just like 20mins ago happened. I just feel that we have grown apart, and that right now is not the best time for us to be together. Some times were great, and I have really loved spending the last year as your girlfriend, but I think I am gonna have to break it off now. Sorry its in a letter, but I can't bear to face you and say it. Hope we can stay friends cos you're a great guy. Love Hermione xxxxxxxx"
"Nice of you to join us Hermione," commented Ron, without looking up from his Divination homework.
Harry looked up too, scooting aside to leave a space for her on the sofa by the far,
"Where've you been? Justin seemed a bit more 'touchy feely' than he usually does."
Hermione shot Ron an evil look knowing only too well that both he and Harry considered Justin a bit, ok no a lot of a prude.
"We just went, you know, for a walk?" She tailed off, knowing all too well how lame her excuse sounded.
"A walk – how lovely, especially nice when it's cold, windy and wet I always think – eh Harry?"
"Love 'em. Walks, jolly things and when it's raining? Love 'em even more Ronald"
Hermione chucked a cushion at them, though they both found it hysterically funny, it really bugged her when they ganged up together to wind her up.
"OK, no walk involved, but you guys really need to get your own lives and stop butting into mine." She gave them a sarcastic grin and walked off, to try and find Ginny and tell her everything.
"Oi! Hermione we have lives! We do! Harry had a little lurve session with Lavender Brown again today and I...well I played Quidditch!"
"Whatever Ron...I'm leaving now goodnight."
Hermione gave herself a satisfied grin and headed away to the girls dormitories. She was stopped by a flying piece of wood, which knocked her straight on the head.
"What the...?"
"Sorry, sorry Hermione, you OK?" A worried looking Fred Weasley stepped out from behind a nearby curtain, looking slightly embarrassed, "It's our new invention, the Weasley Woomerang. You simply chuck it, but rather than coming back to you, it hits the person you send it to, namely your worst enemy. Cool huh?"
Hermione's heart sank, but she didn't know why. Seeing Hermione's sinking expression, Fred quickly explained himself,
"It's not done finalised yet, Mione. We can't quite get it to fly properly, I was aiming for Bella Widget over there in the chair, she was bitchy to Angelina this morning."
"Oh. Ok, that's nice to know, I know we don't talk much but I didn't think I was your enemy!"
"Nah, course not, you're my brother's best friend."
"Yeh, yeh I guess I am well I'm tired I'll be going, night George."
As she turned to walk away, a thought occurred to her,
"Um, Fred? Why were you behind the curtains just by the entrance to the girls dormitories exactly? It's really not that great a place if you're aiming for Bella." Fred grinned mischievously at Hermione, "Well, you know, I was visiting Angelina after the Bella incident, just in case. I reckoned I cheered her up just a little." He winked at Hermione and then, spotting George and Lee entering the common room, ran off to meet them.
Hermione felt very confused. Seeing Fred in the library today, having fun with his friends and laughing, then seeing him now, coming from Angelina's bedroom, making up joke toys, it had stirred something in her. And all of a sudden the joy of what her and Justin had done faded into non-existence as she thought of what Fred and Angelina might have done at the same time. Had Fred and Angelina slept together? All of a sudden she felt an urgent longing for them not to have done anything, just maybe hugged, strictly as friends. She knew this was about as unlikely as her and Justin having sex – everyone knew that Fred and Angelina had an on-off thing going, and that when it was on, it was pretty serious.
It was confusing, she had never looked at Fred in this way before, he was just Ron's older brother, slightly annoying yet very funny, one half of the infamous Weasley twins. But now, she saw his quirky red hair, his sweet grin, the way he cared about his friends, and how much fun everyone around him always seemed to be having. All the worries about her and Justin's relationship suddenly came flooding back to her, and she knew that she had to break it off – even if Fred would never even look at her in that way.
Yet, she couldn't bring herself to see the hurt in his face, after what they had just done, when he heard she wanted to break up. So she cowardly ran up to her room and pulled out a piece of parchment and a quill. And on it, she wrote,
"Hey Justin, This is really really hard for me to write, and it is by no means because of anything that just like 20mins ago happened. I just feel that we have grown apart, and that right now is not the best time for us to be together. Some times were great, and I have really loved spending the last year as your girlfriend, but I think I am gonna have to break it off now. Sorry its in a letter, but I can't bear to face you and say it. Hope we can stay friends cos you're a great guy. Love Hermione xxxxxxxx"