A/N as ever – thanks for the great reviews – hopefully this chapter is
going to be up sooner than the last! Lol x
PS Blue Lemon, yeah sorry I forgot to check that chapter, but I think the Ron/Harry dialogue bit was the only time the dialogue wasn't on different lines – am I right? :)
(Still don't own Harry Potter characters – all J.K Rowling's)
It was almost two weeks after the trio's trip to Hogsmeade and Hermione was becoming more and more distant from her two best friends. It wasn't that she had gone off them – they were still great and everything, it was just that every time she was with Ron and Harry, there was the chance that Fred would come over and talk to them, or that seeing Ron's oh-so similar to Fred's bright red hair would set off something in her that made her go flustered, turn bright red and start gabbling. It wasn't her usual behaviour either – say she was Lavender or Parvati or someone, then she might be excused for it – but she was level headed, sensible Hermione – not a ridiculous "girlie" girl.
But Ron and Harry were worried. Her behaviour seemed to have started from when she broke up with Justin, and as he was seriously blanking her at the moment, they had their doubts about who dumped whom.
"Seriously I'm worried, I caught a look at her Transfiguration paper yesterday and I swear that the grade was A – she's never had an A in her life! And she won't talk properly, she goes to bed early and she hasn't been to Hogsmeade with us since that first day when Fred showed us the secret passage!"
"I know, she's different alright, I can't believe she was more fun when she was with boring Justin!"
"Who's this? Hermione?" Fred and George appeared at their sides, and sat down on the nearest sofa, looking with interest at Ron and Harry, "Have you guys fallen out? Cos she's not sitting here."
"Well done George, cleverly deciphered. We haven't fallen out, God she hasn't spoken to us enough over the past weeks for us to fall out. Dunno what's wrong with her."
"Is it about Justin? Cos didn't those guys break up just like, 2 weeks ago or something?"
Both Harry and Ron nodded at Fred, "That's what we thought – but she told us she dumped him, so what's that all about?"
"Maybe she regrets it, or maybe she heard the same thing me and George heard."
"What?"
George sat up, "Justin was boasting to all his friends in the Great Hall today at breakfast. He says Grace Farrelly asked him to go to Hogwarts Hell yesterday evening, as soon as Dumbledore announced it officially at dinner. He was saying how glad he was that he wasn't with Hermione anymore, cos otherwise this 'fabulous opportunity' wouldn't have come up. She is pretty fit I suppose, more so than Hermione."
Harry, Ron and surprisingly Fred glared at George, "Well, OK – I'm sure she is nothing compared to Hermione. OK?"
The boys sat there for a moment, contemplating how Hermione would be feeling if she did indeed hear Justin's conversation earlier on.
"Should we go talk to her? I mean, we're not good at this stuff, but just to let her know we care?"
"Well, Fred's good at that – he's wound Angelina round his finger a million times before, he's a natural listener. Shame I never got that gene – it might mean I could get a girlfriend."
"What about Alicia?" Ron interrupted.
"Yeah, I guess, but she's hardly stunning is she – not breathtaking. But she's good at Quidditch and alright for a laugh," he put on a spooky voice and rubbed his hands together menacingly, "plus she let's me dooooo things to her." They all laughed.
"Anyway Fred, would you go and talk to Hermione? I mean you're not close or anything like that but I've seen how you talk to girls, almost like you're a girl yourself."
"If you think it would help sure, she's like a kind of sister to me anyway I guess. Well, not like Harry is a brother but she does spend a lot of time at The Burrow. Won't she think I'm intruding though?"
"It's worth a go. Go on."
Fred looked a little shocked, "Now? But I've got to prepare what I want to say and everything, I can't just go up and say it!" The other boys responded with scornful laughs and snorts of "Of course you can, get off your lazy ass and do it. Quick – she's leaving!" So Fred jogged across to the portrait hole where Hermione was trying to discreetly get out of the Gryffindor common room. When she saw him approaching she turned bright red and turned around, trying to get out the portrait hole as gracefully and quickly as possible.
"Hey Hermione. Wait up!"
"What? Oh Fred I, um didn't see you." Fred gave her a scathing look,
"Sure you didn't, so where are you off to?"
"The library, I forgot to return this book, I don't know what's wrong with me recently."
She walked off, and Fred followed her, trying to make conversation with her as they went, him trailing slightly behind.
"Yeah, what is up at the moment? You're never with Ron or Harry, and you seem really quiet and nervous. Are you upset about something?"
Hermione slowed down and turned to face Fred. He was shocked to see that silent tears were trickling down her face.
"Hey, hey Hermione. Don't cry! Um, come on let's go in here." He took her wrist and pulled her into the nearest classroom, and then turned to face her, "Is this about Justin? I mean, is it that you want him as your date for Hogwarts Hell, or you regret dumping him or something?" He was reluctant to mention what he had heard Justin saying about Hermione, there was no point in upsetting her even more than she already was.
"No, no it's not Justin I want.......I want to go with. Um, no I'm over him. I dumped him! It's not, not Justin."
"Really, cos you seem to have got more and more absent since you guys split up, Ron and Harry told me you don't really do anything outside school work anymore."
"And I still got an A!" Hermione broke down in a fresh load of tears, and sank down onto a nearby chair, head in hands. "Fred I'm so pathetic, I never get A's, that's not me! I don't know what's wrong with me! And it's not Justin." She added angrily, as Fred opened his mouth to speak.
"Ok, not Justin. But then who do you want to go to Hogwarts Hell with? I didn't know you liked somebody."
"Why would you? I'm just sad Hermione who doesn't like boys, just books. Lavender once told me, 'I chose looks, you chose books' I guess she's right." (A/N disclaimer: from Roald Dahl's 'Matilda' thanks AmericaPride!)
Fred shuffled uneasily; it was true that both he and George thought Hermione slightly boring – very loyal to her friends, but not exactly adventurous, definitely not girlfriend material. He was also getting slightly bored by the constant stream of tears, why could Hermione not control herself? It wasn't as if Fred was a friend, and she should try and keep her dignity with those not so close to her.
"So, who?" It had to be said, he was rather intrigued. Hermione looked into his big blue eyes, and for a reason she could not explain, said, "You."
Fred snorted. Then, looking at Hermione's entirely serious expression simply said,
"Me?"
"You."
This was a little ridiculous. Two of the brightest (or in Fred's case, loudest) students at Hogwarts and all they could say to each other were one- word phrases.
"Hermione, you don't want to go with me! You're so...different from me. I'm so...older than you. I'm going out with Angelina."
"But you're not! You always say it's just an on-off thing, nothing serious! Look, just pretend I didn't say anything OK?" Hermione was beginning to regret saying something to Fred – of course he wouldn't want to take her to a ball, she was plain, young and ugly. He was popular, funny and in a quirky way extremely fit.
Fred looked at his brother's best friends desperate face and made a quick decision. "Look Hermione, I can't promise anything. I really care about Angelina, right now she's pretty important to me and yeh, it might be on- off, but, well I would love for her to be able to trust me. For me to ask you out wouldn't be a great step."
Hermione's heart sank, here was a lovely, serious, passionate side to Fred, and it was about Angelina, not her. She made to leave the classroom, after apologising to him for wasting his time.
"Hermione stop. Angelina's gorgeous, I'm sure someone will ask her to go if I don't. If it means that much to you that I go with you, well I could talk to her about it. I won't make you look desperate to her I promise, and I won't tell anyone else. Just let me ask OK? I'll get back to you tomorrow."
Hermione smiled, "Nah, Fred don't worry about it, if you went with me out of pity, it wouldn't be right. I'll get over you and you can stay with Angelina. You obviously really care for her. She's lucky."
Fred walked over to her slowly. He placed his hands around her hips and leaned forward to kiss her passionately and strongly on the lips. His hands started to caress her lower back, and gently worked their way up her spine, and to her front. As they started to feel the buttons of her shirt, and then undo them Hermione started to pull away. Fred stared at her for a second, and then lifted up his hands, as if in surrender.
"Well, yeah Hermione. Um, I hope you feel better soon, I think it would be best if I stayed with Angelina, she's more my age, you know. You'll get over me – most girls do." He winked at her, feeling slightly guilty for teasing her so much, and walked out the classroom.
Hermione sank back down onto the chair and wept bitterly.
A/N No more for a while cos I am going on holiday to NEW YORK! (I'm from England) OMIGOD I am sooo excited, so I won't be updating until like maybe a week's time, sooner if you're lucky :) lol xxxxx
PS Blue Lemon, yeah sorry I forgot to check that chapter, but I think the Ron/Harry dialogue bit was the only time the dialogue wasn't on different lines – am I right? :)
(Still don't own Harry Potter characters – all J.K Rowling's)
It was almost two weeks after the trio's trip to Hogsmeade and Hermione was becoming more and more distant from her two best friends. It wasn't that she had gone off them – they were still great and everything, it was just that every time she was with Ron and Harry, there was the chance that Fred would come over and talk to them, or that seeing Ron's oh-so similar to Fred's bright red hair would set off something in her that made her go flustered, turn bright red and start gabbling. It wasn't her usual behaviour either – say she was Lavender or Parvati or someone, then she might be excused for it – but she was level headed, sensible Hermione – not a ridiculous "girlie" girl.
But Ron and Harry were worried. Her behaviour seemed to have started from when she broke up with Justin, and as he was seriously blanking her at the moment, they had their doubts about who dumped whom.
"Seriously I'm worried, I caught a look at her Transfiguration paper yesterday and I swear that the grade was A – she's never had an A in her life! And she won't talk properly, she goes to bed early and she hasn't been to Hogsmeade with us since that first day when Fred showed us the secret passage!"
"I know, she's different alright, I can't believe she was more fun when she was with boring Justin!"
"Who's this? Hermione?" Fred and George appeared at their sides, and sat down on the nearest sofa, looking with interest at Ron and Harry, "Have you guys fallen out? Cos she's not sitting here."
"Well done George, cleverly deciphered. We haven't fallen out, God she hasn't spoken to us enough over the past weeks for us to fall out. Dunno what's wrong with her."
"Is it about Justin? Cos didn't those guys break up just like, 2 weeks ago or something?"
Both Harry and Ron nodded at Fred, "That's what we thought – but she told us she dumped him, so what's that all about?"
"Maybe she regrets it, or maybe she heard the same thing me and George heard."
"What?"
George sat up, "Justin was boasting to all his friends in the Great Hall today at breakfast. He says Grace Farrelly asked him to go to Hogwarts Hell yesterday evening, as soon as Dumbledore announced it officially at dinner. He was saying how glad he was that he wasn't with Hermione anymore, cos otherwise this 'fabulous opportunity' wouldn't have come up. She is pretty fit I suppose, more so than Hermione."
Harry, Ron and surprisingly Fred glared at George, "Well, OK – I'm sure she is nothing compared to Hermione. OK?"
The boys sat there for a moment, contemplating how Hermione would be feeling if she did indeed hear Justin's conversation earlier on.
"Should we go talk to her? I mean, we're not good at this stuff, but just to let her know we care?"
"Well, Fred's good at that – he's wound Angelina round his finger a million times before, he's a natural listener. Shame I never got that gene – it might mean I could get a girlfriend."
"What about Alicia?" Ron interrupted.
"Yeah, I guess, but she's hardly stunning is she – not breathtaking. But she's good at Quidditch and alright for a laugh," he put on a spooky voice and rubbed his hands together menacingly, "plus she let's me dooooo things to her." They all laughed.
"Anyway Fred, would you go and talk to Hermione? I mean you're not close or anything like that but I've seen how you talk to girls, almost like you're a girl yourself."
"If you think it would help sure, she's like a kind of sister to me anyway I guess. Well, not like Harry is a brother but she does spend a lot of time at The Burrow. Won't she think I'm intruding though?"
"It's worth a go. Go on."
Fred looked a little shocked, "Now? But I've got to prepare what I want to say and everything, I can't just go up and say it!" The other boys responded with scornful laughs and snorts of "Of course you can, get off your lazy ass and do it. Quick – she's leaving!" So Fred jogged across to the portrait hole where Hermione was trying to discreetly get out of the Gryffindor common room. When she saw him approaching she turned bright red and turned around, trying to get out the portrait hole as gracefully and quickly as possible.
"Hey Hermione. Wait up!"
"What? Oh Fred I, um didn't see you." Fred gave her a scathing look,
"Sure you didn't, so where are you off to?"
"The library, I forgot to return this book, I don't know what's wrong with me recently."
She walked off, and Fred followed her, trying to make conversation with her as they went, him trailing slightly behind.
"Yeah, what is up at the moment? You're never with Ron or Harry, and you seem really quiet and nervous. Are you upset about something?"
Hermione slowed down and turned to face Fred. He was shocked to see that silent tears were trickling down her face.
"Hey, hey Hermione. Don't cry! Um, come on let's go in here." He took her wrist and pulled her into the nearest classroom, and then turned to face her, "Is this about Justin? I mean, is it that you want him as your date for Hogwarts Hell, or you regret dumping him or something?" He was reluctant to mention what he had heard Justin saying about Hermione, there was no point in upsetting her even more than she already was.
"No, no it's not Justin I want.......I want to go with. Um, no I'm over him. I dumped him! It's not, not Justin."
"Really, cos you seem to have got more and more absent since you guys split up, Ron and Harry told me you don't really do anything outside school work anymore."
"And I still got an A!" Hermione broke down in a fresh load of tears, and sank down onto a nearby chair, head in hands. "Fred I'm so pathetic, I never get A's, that's not me! I don't know what's wrong with me! And it's not Justin." She added angrily, as Fred opened his mouth to speak.
"Ok, not Justin. But then who do you want to go to Hogwarts Hell with? I didn't know you liked somebody."
"Why would you? I'm just sad Hermione who doesn't like boys, just books. Lavender once told me, 'I chose looks, you chose books' I guess she's right." (A/N disclaimer: from Roald Dahl's 'Matilda' thanks AmericaPride!)
Fred shuffled uneasily; it was true that both he and George thought Hermione slightly boring – very loyal to her friends, but not exactly adventurous, definitely not girlfriend material. He was also getting slightly bored by the constant stream of tears, why could Hermione not control herself? It wasn't as if Fred was a friend, and she should try and keep her dignity with those not so close to her.
"So, who?" It had to be said, he was rather intrigued. Hermione looked into his big blue eyes, and for a reason she could not explain, said, "You."
Fred snorted. Then, looking at Hermione's entirely serious expression simply said,
"Me?"
"You."
This was a little ridiculous. Two of the brightest (or in Fred's case, loudest) students at Hogwarts and all they could say to each other were one- word phrases.
"Hermione, you don't want to go with me! You're so...different from me. I'm so...older than you. I'm going out with Angelina."
"But you're not! You always say it's just an on-off thing, nothing serious! Look, just pretend I didn't say anything OK?" Hermione was beginning to regret saying something to Fred – of course he wouldn't want to take her to a ball, she was plain, young and ugly. He was popular, funny and in a quirky way extremely fit.
Fred looked at his brother's best friends desperate face and made a quick decision. "Look Hermione, I can't promise anything. I really care about Angelina, right now she's pretty important to me and yeh, it might be on- off, but, well I would love for her to be able to trust me. For me to ask you out wouldn't be a great step."
Hermione's heart sank, here was a lovely, serious, passionate side to Fred, and it was about Angelina, not her. She made to leave the classroom, after apologising to him for wasting his time.
"Hermione stop. Angelina's gorgeous, I'm sure someone will ask her to go if I don't. If it means that much to you that I go with you, well I could talk to her about it. I won't make you look desperate to her I promise, and I won't tell anyone else. Just let me ask OK? I'll get back to you tomorrow."
Hermione smiled, "Nah, Fred don't worry about it, if you went with me out of pity, it wouldn't be right. I'll get over you and you can stay with Angelina. You obviously really care for her. She's lucky."
Fred walked over to her slowly. He placed his hands around her hips and leaned forward to kiss her passionately and strongly on the lips. His hands started to caress her lower back, and gently worked their way up her spine, and to her front. As they started to feel the buttons of her shirt, and then undo them Hermione started to pull away. Fred stared at her for a second, and then lifted up his hands, as if in surrender.
"Well, yeah Hermione. Um, I hope you feel better soon, I think it would be best if I stayed with Angelina, she's more my age, you know. You'll get over me – most girls do." He winked at her, feeling slightly guilty for teasing her so much, and walked out the classroom.
Hermione sank back down onto the chair and wept bitterly.
A/N No more for a while cos I am going on holiday to NEW YORK! (I'm from England) OMIGOD I am sooo excited, so I won't be updating until like maybe a week's time, sooner if you're lucky :) lol xxxxx