Edited June 2007
Disclaimer: I'm beginning to feel crappy with being constantly reminded that I own nothing.
Chapter 10
('Ok here's what happened' says Fred.)
'We were all sitting in the middle of Miones' bed, staring at the two new occupants of the room.
"You think we should wake them?" I heard Mione whisper through the corner of her mouth. Harry and Ron had fallen asleep after much fighting with us about getting them sick.
"No, leave them, they look so cute together," I whisper back. Did I forget to mention that they fell asleep with Ron's head on Harry's chest, his arms draped over Harry's waist.
"But what if your mum comes in again?" she whispered back.
"Then she'll see that she's gaining a son, not losing one!" George whispered hugging Mione tighter.
"We just going to keep staring at them?" she asked, still whispering, her eyes never leaving the other two-thirds of the Golden Trio.
"Nothing else to do," I replied, my eyes never leaving them either.
"Right," she said dazedly. "You know, if you turn them upside down, it reminds me of the giant squid, in a way, you know, before he's eaten," she said, turning her head at an awkward angle, looking at them upside down. Without missing a beat, George and I do the same.
"You know what…your right, but if turn them just sideways, they kind of look like a hippogriff." George said, tilting his head sideways now. Me and Mione follow.
"Hmm," we all hum. We laps into silence, still with our heads tilted. A little while later, Ginny came into the room.
She started to say something, but ended up looking at us funny; we still had our heads tilted.
She looked over at Ron and Harry, and tilted her head to the side. She walked out of my line of vision, and sat on the bed next to me. None of us took our eyes off the two. We're so dazed and out of it that we don't hear anyone approaching the room until its to late.
The door busted open, and we, startled out of our daze, jumped, causing us to fall backwards and tumble off the edge of the bed.
"HERMIONE JANE GRANGER!" I heard a very disgruntled voice say. Mione winced and peeked her head over the edge of the bed. Harry and Ron just give a snort and shift around.
"Yes Percy?" she asks.
"Mione's gonna get it….Mione's gonna- ow!" I started whispering, only to be shut up by her smacking me on the back of the head.
"What can I do for you Percy?" Hermione said, regaining her composure, and standing up.
"What can you do for me? What can you-I'll tell you what you can do for me, you can keep my bloody secrets that's what!" he snarled. Which is something in its self for Percy, cause well you know how he is.'
(Mumbles of yes's and head nods where shared through out the room.)
' "I'm really very sorry Percy. But you know, it was the medicine your mums giving us, I didn't know what I was talking about. But at least now you can you be all mushy in public." She said, walking towards him. "But do us a favor, since I still need to see him at school, could you pretty please, not snog in front of me?"
"OR US!" We shout, still sitting on the floor where we landed. Percy looked over at us and glared, so we shrank back to peaking over the bed every now and then.
"But Hermione! I thought we were friends? How could you do that to me?" asked Percy more gently. "How could you tell my secret? I trusted you." He finished, tears forming in his eyes.
"Oh, Percy," sooths Mione hugging him. "Shh, don't cry…" she trailed off, and pulled him from the room.
"PMS?" I asked.
"Must be," replied Ginny and George.
"I heard that," came Percy's muffled voice. The three of us laughed.'
('Yes yes yes, that's all fine and good, now tell me what this reference to batteries come in, and what exactly IS the function of a rubber duck. Do you need batteries for it?' Mr. Weasley asks waving his hand dismissively. 'I'm getting there dad, but I don't think you really want to know what it is…' Fred trails off trying to hold in his laughter. 'Just continue,' says George.' Fred nods.)
' About an hour later, Ron and Harry woke up to see us playing muggle twister.
"George, right foot red," Ginny called from the doorway. She realized she had spent
to much time with the infected, and didn't want to catch the chicken pox herself.
"What are you playing?" Ron asked looking off the side of the bed.
"Twister," answered George "It seems muggles use this game to get very close to people," he continued as he put his right foot on red causing him to hover above Hermione, who was below facing him.
"Though, it seems you two don't need this game eh?" Fred snickered.
"What are you on about?" asked Harry
"Well, look at you two! Honestly! I thought I was your best friend. You don't even tell me that your together!" She said dramatically, or as dramatically as possible from her position.
Harry and Ron raised an eyebrow each and looked at how they were laying.
"Ahhh!" Ron shouted jumping off Harry.
"Come here Ron. Spin this, I don't want to be around you sick people any longer," Ginny said handing over the spinner. Ron grabbed it, and turned it around a few times.
"Ok, what do I do?"
"Just spin the little black thing." Mione supplied. "Oh, and Ron, HURRY!" She about fell right then, only she managed to stay up.
"Ok, right hand blue," he read.
"Ok, but who's turn was it? Fred, its yours I believe." George said grinning.
"Bloody hell!" I exclaimed as I fell, causing George to lose balance, as my foot was tangled around his. George falling meant he fell on top of Hermione, so she too fell. We all starting laughing.
"So who won?" Ron asked.
"No one" Replied Harry, who of course knew this game.
"Then what was the point?"
"I got to lay on top of Mione," George said still indeed on top of Hermione.'
( 'George Weasley!' His father shouts. 'Sorry dad,' he replies blushing.)
' "Ok Fred, what is the most embarrassing present you ever got?" asked Mione. As she pushed George off of her.
"Well, that would have to be the Playwizard subscription." I said blushing. Ron and George were laughing.
"From who?" she asked giggling. I mumbled something incoherently. "Who?" I sighed.
"Dad." She couldn't hold in the laughter an longer.'
('Yes, I remember that. But as I recall, it was for the best really, after hearing from Charlie that you were snogging some bloke.' Mr. Weasley says snickering. 'WHAT?' Fred shouts. 'Calm down Freddiekins!' says George, he too laughing. Fred mumbles something about annoying older brothers, and Ron whole heartedly agrees still chuckling. 'Well, the embarrassment wont be mine for long.' he says cheekily. 'Oh no,' Hermione mutters closing her eyes. Smirking Fred continues.)
' "What about you Mione?" I ask. I see a blush creep up to her cheeks, and she thinks really hard.
"The most embarrassing present I ever got was, I would have to say, My rubber duckie." she says blushing, but smirking all the same. I see Harry looking at her curiously.
"Hermione, I know the Dursleys never gave me anything, but I know for a fact the getting a rubber duckie is nothing to blush about, or be embarrassed about." She sighed and got up to whisper in his ear. "Oh…OH!" he said blushing also.
"Now, now, now, no secrets!" George scolded. Hermione looked at Harry, and he nodded.
"Well, this rubber duckie needs batteries... And well, ok, its this bright yellow vibrator with an orange tip. So as a joke the person who gave it to me, decided it should be called my rubber duckie…" she said still blushing. Ron, George and I all started laughing, once Harry explained what exactly a vibrator was.'
('Yes? And what is it?' asks Mr. Weasley. 'We'll explain it when your older,' snickers Ron.)
' "Very interesting Mione" George said brining her to his lap.
"Oh shut up! I'm hungry." she said obviously changing the subject. We all decided to leave the two sickest and make our way to the kitchen.
"You three! What in heavens name are you doing out of bed?!" shouted Mum when she saw us enter her kitchen.
"Mum, relax! We're feeling a lot better-" George started.
"Then we have been, and-" I continue.
"The spots are going away!" Mione finishes. George and I look over at her and smile.
"Was that practiced?" asked mum suspiciously.
"Of course not!" I said.
"How could you-" George said.
"Think such a thing!" Mione finished along with George. I looked over at them and smirk. Mum just looked on at us. I sighed
"We just came for some food." I said.
"Of course! Of course! Sit, and I'll make you something." she said turning back to the stove.
"Mum, how much longer will we be in that room?" George asked as he sat down next to Mione.
"Yea, we honestly feel loads better" Mione said.
"Well, you've been in there how long? 3, 4 days now. Let me take a look at you," she said walking over to each of us in turn and lift our shirts to inspect our stomachs. "I should think soon." With that she went back to fixing us some food.
Once we ate, we headed back upstairs to see what new couple was doing.'
( 'Oi!' shouts Ron 'Ron, shut up, and let Fred finish,' says Harry. 'Ok,' agrees Ron. George, Hermione and Fred share grins.)
' "Guys! Guess what?!" Mione said happily plopping on her bed. "We get to leave tomorrow!"
"Really?" asked Ron moving to the foot of Harry's bed.
"Yes really!" said George, who just pulled Mione into his arms.
"Are you sure? Mum never said tomorrow, she said soon." I said they glared at me.
"Stop being a pessimist!" Mione said playfully glaring.
"What time is it?" I asked sitting at the desk.
"Err, 8:30" answered Harry.
"Really?" I asked eyebrows raised.
"Yeah, why?"
"Well, its just that its only 8:30, and I'm already bored!" I said dramatically.
"Well you could write that log you need to do." Mione suggested. I smack my forehead.
"Are Harry and Ron going to make them too?" Mione asked looking over at the two.
"Well, since we're out of here in a day, if they want to keep it up, they can, but I'm afraid that this will be our last one." George said sadly. We all laps into silence.
"Its been wonderful in here, hasn't it?" I asked
"Yeah." replied the other two original Chicken Poxsters'
('Chicken Poxsters, I like it!' says George 'Thank you,' Fred says smiling.)
' "Well, least we'll be out of this room!" Mione said followed by a big yawn.
"We left the room before," I reminded her.
"Yes, well, now we can d-o it in the d-ay time-!" she said yawning. "With out the chance of getting in trouble." George smiled and kissed her gently.
"Please! You guys, come on!" said Ron looking away. I roll my eyes, and start my log. Nothing happened while I finished recapping what happened already. And when I finished I heard a 'pop' and went to the window.
"Hey guys, guess who's prince charming is here." I said smirking.
"Snape? Seriously!?" Harry said standing up and running to the window. "Eww, I hope we don't witness…"
"That?" I asked as Percy came into view and kissed him.
"Yeah. That."
"Um, hey you guys, I think Mione is a little tired." George said indicating the sleeping Hermione in his arms.
"Well, don't wake her." Ron said getting off of Miones bed, which he had been sitting on.
"That's ok Ron, stay there, I'll share with her." George said laying down, Mione still in his arms. I smiled, and went to my log to finish it.
Sighing, I looked over and saw that Harry and Ron were laying in the same bed. I shook my head, and added the last line to our last log, as the Chicken Poxsters. Then I turned off the light and climbed into bed.
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'And that's what happened,' Fred says smiling at his father.
'Well, I must admit, you had me worried when I came in here to tell you that you could go out and saw George in bed with Hermione, and Ron with Harry. Not to mention seeing that log. That really got me thinking.' says Mr. Weasley sighing and standing up.
'So, we can leave?' Hermione asks eyes hopeful.
'Yes. You can,' The three jump up and dance around for a moment as Mr. Weasley leaves the room.
'Well. You guys have fun in here all alone! Don't do anything you thought we did!' George smirks, lacing his fingers with Hermione's. Ron and Harry glare at them.
'Bye you two, get better soon.' Hermione says smiling, putting her other arm around Fred's shoulders.
'Yeah. We'll visit!' Fred says putting his arm around Mione's shoulders.
'So, what should we do first?' asks Mione as they head towards the door.
'How about a fly around the grounds?' Fred suggests, Hermione groans.
'You can fly with me.' George says, a smirk in place.
'George Wealsey!' Hermione shouts, as they walk out the door.
'I never meant anything dirty by it, unless you want me to.' he says. They are now in the hall, but a resounding smack makes its way back into the room.
'Ow,' says Harry, sympathizing.
'Yeah,' agrees Ron. 'So, what now?' Harry shrugs.
'Wanna get them back for all the wondering they put us through?' Harry suggests after a moments silence.
'Sure,' Ron says grinning. 'After you scratch my back,' he turns his back to Harry.
'Only if you scratch mine.'
'Well, we cant do it at the same time.'
'Wait! Here…' Harry turns his back also and rubs it up and down on Rons. Loud sighs come from the two, caring out of the room, making the rest of the houses occupants wonder what exactly is going on it that room, yet again.
THE END
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