A/N: heylo everyone sorry i havent written in a while. i was just in Brazil for three weeks, so obviously no time to write...This chapter is mainly here to be a filler cuz the next part i wanna put together in one chapter and it might take a while to write. yeah so if ur wondering "why the hell did she put this chapter here?!" thats why. ha ok well bow to jk rowlings greatness cuz all this is hers 'cept harriet and the ghost galleons. so uh....R/R!!!!
Part Eight
"You did WHAT?!"
The twins were in their small apartment above their shop in Diagon Alley. Fred had just told George what had happened the night before. "You kissed her?"
Fred, who was sitting on the couch, his good arm wrapped around a pillow, nodded.
"Well I must say Gred, I knew it would happen, but you certainly took your time."
"What?" said Fred looking up. "Oh, no it wasn't the first time."
George dropped the wizard cracker he was holding. It fell to the floor with a bang, emitting white smoke and gray field mice which ran aimlessly around the room.
"Jeez, don't sound so surprised." Fred stood up and caught one of the mice. "You know Forge, we really should do something with mice, there are so many good pranks you can use them for."
"Don't change the subject, lemme figure this out."
"Who's changing the subject? Honestly George you are making a bigger deal out of this that Ron would! It's not like Harriet and I are going to be all awkward around each other now. We'll still mess around and be best friends even if we are more than that. And don't hurt yourself trying to think to hard."
"Mmmm hmmm," mumbled George. "So when are you going to see her again?"
"FRED AND GEORGE WEASLEY!!" a voice yelled from downstairs.
The twins shared looks of horror.
"It wasn't—"
"It couldn't be—"
"It is," said Fred peeking out the door. "Hermione."
The twins slowly inched down the stairs. Hermione was standing in front of the counter at the Weasley's store, her arms crossed and her foot tapping. Fred bounded down the last four stairs and landed behind the counter.
"Well Hermione! This is a pleasant surprise!"
"Yes," said George landing beside Fred. "How are the House Elves?"
Hermione shot him a look that shut him up instantly.
"Ah. Ahem...well then. What can we do for you?"
"Yes your not one of our usuals," said Fred, rummaging under the counter through the many jokes and pranks. "Looking for anything in particular?"
"Cut the talk Fred. I want to know about that so called money you gave to Ron." Hermione flung a coin at George. He caught it just before it hit his head.
"How'd you get this?" asked George. "They're supposed to disappear!"
"You put a simple spell on them; I just as easily took it off. You're selling people leprechaun gold!"
"No, no Hermione it's not. It doesn't disappear forever, just when you want to use it," Fred said, taking the coin from George. "It's perfectly safe."
"So you say. Ron thought he was losing his mind. He had the money, he new he did, but when he went to buy something it was gone. He was going crazy."
"So it works then," said the twins.
"Yes, of course it works!" Hermione startled herself. She had almost given the twins a compliment. She shivered.
"You had just better hope your mother doesn't find out you gave Ron worthless money for his graduation."
The twins gave each other nervous glances.
"Now hurry up," Hermione continued. "We're meeting a bunch of people from school in London to celebrate summer holiday."
And she turned and left leaving the twins in stunned silence.
