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Chapter 5b
'Have a seat boys.' And she begins her story.
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' " Did everyone leave?" George asked Fred as I looked for my wand.
"Yep! They just left. And they wont be back for a while! Oh and its not there Mione."
"Where are they going again?" I asked sticking my head up from looking under Fred's bed.'
('Told you it wasn't under there, do you ever listen to me?' Fred mumbles. Hermione rolls her eyes at him and continues her story.)
' "They all went out to dinner to celebrate dads raise." George supplied.
"Oh. Right," I said after checking under my own bed.
"C'mon lets go!" Fred shouted from the stairs, "I need some help with all this."
"AH HA!" I exclaimed extracting my wand from under Georges bed.
"Don't know how that got there." George mumbled innocently.
"Are you guys quite done?" Fred asked from the doorway. We nodded. "Then c'mon!" George and I followed Fred down stairs and into the kitchen.
"Ice Cream anyone?" I asked, grabbing a tub of vanilla ice cream form the freezer.
"Pass it this way!" Fred said from the other side of the room.
"Get us some spoons, will ya George?" I asked, passing Fred the ice cream.
"Yes dear," he replied grinning.
"Thank you sweetie!" George grabbed 3 spoons and I went in search for that butterbeer we had Ginny hide.'
('So that's where it all went,' Harry muses. 'We all thought Ron drank it.' 'No, but that would explain a lot though,' says Fred thoughtfully as Ron pouts.)
'Once I found the butterbeer, Fred and George started to pack it all up along with the ice cream.
"Race ya!" I called over my shoulder to George then ran upstairs. George who was still trying to get everything together didn't seem register what I said till I was already upstairs.
I threw the bedroom door open and ran inside, not looking where I was going. I ended up falling onto the rolly chair, which rolled across the floor until it hit the corner of Georges bed. It hit hard and I flew out of the chair and slid across the corner of the bed and landed unceremoniously on the big chair that was next to it.'
(Loud snorts of laughter come from all other room occupants. 'That's great Mione! Why didn't you tell us that happened?!' Fred asks and George nods, shaking with laughter. Harry and Ron are laughing as well, but still look confused. Hermione continues without answering.)
' I heard them coming up the stairs, so I grabbed a book that was on the nightstand and opened it.
"Sorry I didn't race you honeybunch, I was carrying butterbeer," George said as he walked in the room, with Fred following behind him.
"Reading again Mione?" Fred shook his head and set down the ice cream. I closed the book and smiled, trying to slow my breathing from that roller coaster ride I went on.'
(Ron hesitantly raises his hand and Fred and George stifle their laughter. 'Yes Ron?' Hermione nods at him and he lowers his hand. 'What's a roller coaster?' Hermione sighs and just shakes her head.)
'George set down the butterbeer and walked over to me and sat on the arm of the chair that my head was by.
"Frankly, I think she looks sexy when she reads." George smirked and I blushed. He reached out and wrapped an arm around me and ran his hand up and down my arm.
"Children, no mushy stuff now" Fred said and turned to get out a butterbeer. I looked up at George he smiled at me leaning down. I felt a butterfly in my stomach when his lips touched mine.'
('YOU KISSED?!' Fred, Harry and Ron shout at the same time. Hermione blushes and George puts on an innocent face. 'Anyways….')
'We pulled away, just as Fred turned back around.
"I need to use the bathroom," I told them while I stood up and walked to the door. I turned when I got there and smiled at George who was looking at me, then walked to the bathroom. When I came back I was greeted by the sight of Fred and George hugging and grinning like mad.
"Ahem," I cleared my throat and they split apart. "I see the way it is, your fiancée isn't good enough!" I said dramatically as I walked over to the desk. I held up my hand to stop their explanation. I grabbed a piece of parchment and a quill and began writing.
"Your dad reminds me of a pirate in a way. Since he's always trying to get one muggle item or another," I said when I was done writing. I don't know how I came to that thought.
"A what?" Fred asks.
"A pirate." I explained what a pirate was to him and he seemed to really be interested in it. George looked as though he knew what it was already.'
(Ron looks like he wants to raise his hand again, but thinks better of he. He decides he'll ask Harry later.)
' "Leave it to Hermione to know about everything, including pirates. She must me a know it all." Fred said playfully once I was done. I got up from the desk, grabbed a butterbeer and sat on my bed. A few minutes later I picked up my pillow and threw it at Fred.
"Oi! What was that for?" he asked rubbing his nose.
"For calling me a know it all!" I replied, with innocent eyes.
"Took ya long enough," George said from his bed.
I rolled my eyes and got up again, I couldn't seem to sit still very long. I walked over to the desk and added something to my log.
We played a quidditch board game and I found out that you needed luck to win at quidditch, something I didn't have. We ate most of the ice cream and drank all the butterbeer by the time the rest of the family got home, which was around midnight. It was around 2am that we stopped playing board games and telling scary stories.
"Did you hear that?" I asked after I lost another game of quidditch.
"It sounded like someone just apparated home." Fred was by the door listening.
"I thought everyone was home already." I said, going to join him. "I'm going to go have a look."
"Why you?"
"Cause I'm the smallest and quietest. I can sneak. Plus I have my wand you two don't, remember? Your mum took them cause you tried to magic away your chicken pox, but instead the spread to the nearest person. Who was that again? Oh, that's right. Me!"
"Hermione Granger sneaky?!" Fred said ignoring my other comment.
"Shut up," I rolled my eyes and opened the door and started downstairs. I saw a figure lurking in the shadow by the fireplace. I raised my wand and muttered a quick disarming spell. But instead of the figures wand in my hand, or the figure falling, the couch moved over to the stairs where I was.
"Hell. I hate being sick," I muttered. I was about to try again, when a fire started in the fire place and I made out the face of the figure.
"Percy what are you doing here, I though that you said you were going to visit a friend in America tonight." I climbed over the couch and pushing it back to where it was.
"I well, I had to come back cause you see, my friend, Andrew's his name, He was having problems with his um dog." Percy paused and shifted uncomfortably. "Then Adam told me-"
"I thought you said his name was Andrew," I interrupted.
"Right well, he er, he likes to be called Adam. Well he told me that I should go on home, so he could sort things out with his cat."
"Dog."
"Right, Dog." I rolled my eyes.
"Ok, nice story Perc. Now tell me where you really were." I folded my arms over my chest and raised an eyebrow.
"I don't know what your talking about Hermione."
"You're a really bad liar Percy. Now come on. I wont tell anyone, I promise." I held up my pinky and he looked at me like I was an alien. "Muggle thing, never mind." I lowered my pinky.
"Sorry Hermione, I'm not telling." With that he made his way upstairs. I shook my head when I heard Fred and George's voices and then Percy's mumbles. I then went back upstairs.
The two were snickering and talking on Georges bed as I sat at the desk to write more of my log, smiling myself. After writing a little, I tried to put my foot up on the chair and found my self rolling away, just as I finished a word. Still rolling I began to write again, then pulled myself back to the desk. And finished what I was writing.
"Is there any ice cream left?" I asked, looking up from my log.
"Yeah, here." George grabbed one of the spoons that we put on the lid to the ice cream and grabbed a scoop. "Open up," he said when he walked over to me. I giggled and opened my mouth.
"George!" I shrieked when instead of in my mouth he put it on my nose.
"Sorry, I missed!" he smiled and licked his lips. His smile got wider, then he leaned down and licked the ice cream off my nose. I giggled again and blushed.
"Ahem," Fred walked up behind George, who was staring into my eyes, and pulled him away. I blinked and turned back to my log. I looked over at George, he was facing me, and Fred had his back to me. I made a face at Fred's back and stuck my tongue out at him.'
('You did? That was rude of you Hermione Granger!' Fred says in mock anger. Hermione giggles and continues.)
'George laughed at it and I turned back to write something in my log. I was writing for a minute or two, then I was interrupted by something.
"What did you do that for?" I asked picking up a wadded up shirt that Fred threw at me.
"I don't know, but I just had a feeling you disserved it." he smirks. I wrote something then turned when I heard my name.
"Hey Mione!" Fred called "Catch!" And he threw the ice cream lid at me. I didn't really catch it, it kind of slid out of my hand.
"Eww." I said looking at the melted ice cream that was all over my hand. I wiped it on Fred's shirt.
('That was my shirt dear,' George says. 'Sorry honey,' Hermione blushes at the names used in front of her two best friends.)
'After I wiped it off on Georges shirt, I grabbed another spoon and the ice cream and finished it off.
"I'm hungry, we could have shared that ice cream you know!"
"Yeah me too" Fred said looking at the ice cream I was eating. I smirked and took the last bite then grabbed my head.
"Brain freeze!" Fred laughed, uproariously. I glared then turned and finished my log.'
'And that is what really happened Ronald.' Hermione says, adjusting herself in bed.
'See, now come on Ron, lets go.' Harry stood and pulled Ron from the room.
'So why were you two hugging?' Hermione asks laying back down.
'Tell her George. I'll just be in the bathroom since I cant go in the kitchen when mums home.' Fred smiles and leaves the room.
'Well?'
'Ok, you know how I said marry me? Well, I meant it.' George lays back down too.
Hermione raises her eyebrows in surprise, and opens her mouth to say something, but nothing comes out.
'Well, not that I want to marry you, not yet anyway, but I do like you Hermione, I like you a lot, and um, I told Fred that I wanted to ask you out, and he was happy, cause he could tell that I liked you, and I finally got the nerves to do it. So Hermione Granger…will you be my girlfriend?' He asks hopefully and without pausing in one breath.
Hermione just stares at him. Then she smiles and kisses him. This time not a brush of lips.
'Aw, c'mon, stop it, I don't need to see that.' Fred says from the door way having just got back from the bathroom. Hermione and George brake apart and look at each other, grab their pillow and chuck them at Fred.
Laughing they grab the blanket and kiss again, pulling it over their heads, leavening a grinning Fred to wonder what will happen next.
Hey! Ok so that whole chair thing and falling over the bed… that really happened to my best friend one night when she was staying the night. Its still an inside joke with us.