Well, I thank you guys so much for reviewing!! It really means alot to me. Hehe and I will try to fix Hermione's personality..it's hard to do her personality when I'm the complete and total opposite! I'm kinda like Fred and George..only I'm a girl. Enjoy the second Chapter! Oh, and a few thanks to some peoples too!

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Guys, this is such an encouragment. Thanks to several people, my writing will problably improve in a matter of a chapter. I can't make it perfect, because that's hard to do, but I'm going to put out the best I can. You all are wonderful! Here's the second chapter!

Hermione woke early the next morning, hearing voices coming from downstairs. It was just like the Weasley family to be up before the sun rises and make a loud raucus while others are sleeping.

Honestly, they can be so rude. Hermione thought to herself as she pushed off her covers and landed on the cold, wooden floor. The suns rays made their way through the window and across the floor, and a light breeze came through, pushing Hermione's brunette wavy hair back. It was definitely a good way to start the morning, besides listening to..

"Hey! Give that back!"

Hermione turned her head towards the door, listening to the commotion. The voice had sounded like Ron, but it could have been one of the twins...

"Then again, who whines and complains when someone takes something from him?" Hermione said to the mirror in front of her, slightly rolling her eyes. She gently brushed her hair, slipped into her clothes, and headed downstairs to see what the screaming was all about. Little did she know she walked into a war zone.

Ron was running around the room in his boxers, chasing Crookshanks, who had supposedly taken something from him. Fred and George were also in their boxers, sitting on the couch, watching the scene with amusement. A table, some chairs, and a few picture frams lay scattered on the floor, where Ron had supposedly try to catch her cat. It was definitely a sight to see.

"You know Ron, if you had gotten into Quidditch, you could have caught that cat by now," Fred commented as Ron tried to sneak attack Crookshanks, but landed right on his face.

"Thanks for the advice," Ron said jumping up from the floor, "I'll be sure to remember that the next time thatgod damnedcat steals something from me!" Hermione raised an eyebrow in curiosity, and continued to enter the room from the stairs.

"What are you doing Ron? Is there one day when you can leave my'god damned'alone?" Hermione said, crossing her arms. Ron stopped chasing Crookshanks, of course by that time he had run into a bookshelf. Fred and George burst into a fit of laughter.

If there was one thing that could make the twins laugh, besides making people look likegiant canariesor making them act liketotal idiots, was watching their youngest brother act like a complete clown.

"That cat took my wand!" Ron whined, pointing to a very pleased cat that was sitting on the window sill, "She's mocking me!" Hermione gave him a You-must-be-kidding look and went to pick up Crookshanks.

"She would never harm it," Hermione replied, keeping her back to him. Ron grew red in the ears.

"Why did you bring that thing in the first place!?"

"Because it's my cat, and I can't leave her home by herself!" Hermione's voice elevated in frustration, and apparently the twins saw this.

"Look, just forget about it. Ron, take your wand from the cat and leave Hermione alone!" George said, suddenly appearing by Hermione's side. She snickered at Ron as he snatched the wand from Crookshanks mouth and stormed up the stairs.

"Thanks Fred," Hermione said, "It's too early to get into an argument with him." George and Fred both smiled.

"Don't worry about him, he does that sometimes in the morning...and, I'm Fred." Fred said from the couch, pointing to himself. Hermione blushed and looked from one to the other, noticing that George, the one standing beside her, had more of a green tint to his eyes, and Fred's were more brown. She muttered a 'sorry' and slightly looked down, realising she needed to be able to tell them apart before they decided to play mind tricks on her. She then heard a crash from upstairs, followed by Ron's muttered cursing.

"He's just a little bit cranky," George half whispered, hoping Ron would hear a little bit of it. It seemed to thrill the twins when he was mad.

"Maybe next time Ronald should go to bed earlier!" Hermione yelled up the stairs, hoping Ron could hear her. Another loud crash was heard. George caught a glimpse of satisfaction on Hermione's face as they continued to listen to all of the noise going on upstairs.

"I went to bed earlier than you! I heard footsteps in there at midnight! It woke me up!" Ron replied from his room. Hermione could feel her face flush with embarassment as she noticed a bewildered look on the twins' faces.

"I was just studying. I need to make sure that I have everything down for this year," Hermione replied with a snort of pride. Fred shrugged and got up and stretched.

"I'm going to get ready," Fred said as he went up the stairs. Hermione and George watched after him until he was completely out of sight, and then George turned to look at Hermione. She slowly turned to look at him.

Damnit, this will be the third time I've blushed today! Hermione thought as she looked into George's eyes. If she had looked down any further, she might have passed out. Since he was only in his boxers, seeing his muscular chest might have caused her to have a heart attack. Her heart was already going three times faster than it should be.

"Don't let Ron bother you. He thoroughly enjoys making you mad. He says that since you always like to get under his skin, he might as well try and get under yours." George finally broke the silence, leaving a stunned Hermione. Since when was George ever serious? He never had that look on his face before. She looked back up the stairs momentarily before commenting on what George had just said.

"Well, I don't like getting under his skin, but if it keeps him and Harry from getting in trouble, then I'll do it," She said, continuing to look into his eyes. They were definitely something you could get lost in. She cleared her throat.

"Uhm..well, thankyou for..defending me and all. It was very..nice of you," She muttered, praying that her face wouldn't show her embarassment. He nodded and smiled.

"Anytime 'Mione," He replied, patting her gently on the shoulder and heading up the stairs, leaving her alone with her thoughts.

'Mione?..He's never called me that before. Actually the only people who have ever called me that were Harry and Ron. I wonder why he's acting so strange, this is not his normal, prankster self. Once again she was lost in her thoughts and she made her way to the closest couch, making herself comfortable until the others came back with a plan for the day. She gently bit her lip, thinking of what had just happened.

'Mione? I've never called her that before...what's wrong with me? George thought as he put his jeans and t-shirt on. It was definitely something he had not done before, seeing as all he's ever known is pulling pranks and playing jokes on people. He looked into the mirror and straitened out his hair by just shaking his head. Sure he's gone out with other girls, but...he never acted so nice and serious. He chuckled. Maybe that's why they all broke up with me. He straitened out his shirt and put some of his cologne on, which he hoped would impress...

"There. Done," He said, nodding at the mirror, which nodded back.

"Lookin' good, George!" The mirror replied. He smiled and gave it a thumbs up before leaving the room.

Impress her!? How could I, George Weasley, ever impress Hermione Granger? He continued to have a mental battle with himself until he ran into an open door. Fred just so happened to be entering his room, and noticed George with his hand over his face. Chuckling, he shook his finger at his brother.

"Be careful, you might break your nose," Fred said, snickering as he walked through the door that George had just run into.

"Thanks for that," George said to Fred, "This family loves giving advice, especially after you've already done something stupid."

Eventually, everyone was in the livingroom, discussing what to do with their summer day. Occasionally awkward silences would float through the room, and then a long string of talking would follow. Obviously they had no idea where to go or what to do. Hermione continued to sit there, twiddling her fingers with nervousness and deep concentration. Something that didn't seem to bother anyone else.

"We could go to Diagon Alley and look around the shops," Ron suggested as he played with a string he found on the floor. It must have been entertaining because Crookshanks took that from him too. Fred and George gave Ron 'The Look' before he could even move from his spot on the floor.

"Actually, that sounds like loads of fun," Hermione said, looking up from her fingers. She decided to actually agree with Ron at least once today. Ron smiled.

"You...you actually agreed with me?" Ron's eyes were as big as saucers as he had his pointed to himself. Hermione nodded as she looked at the twins' and the newly awoken Ginny.

"Why not? I don't have to keep you out of trouble there," She said, shrugging, not realising that Ron's face became distorted with anger.

"You don't have to keep me out of trouble anywhere!" Ron screamed, making Ginny jump. Thank Merlin that their parents were already away for the day, and the only people that could intervene were the twins. Suddenly Fred stood up.

"Look guys, it must be nice and dandy to argue by yourselves, but I for one don't want to hear it...at least not right now," Fred said, towering above the two bickering teens.

"But Fred-" Ron started, but Fred cut him off. George was half way off of the couch, getting ready to pounce on his little brother for being so immature.

"I don't to hear it. We're going to go to Diagon Alley, and we are going to enjoy ourselves," Fred crossed his arms, hoping he looked more menacing that way. Ron gritted his teeth and sighed.

"But watch your backs, 'cause we could sneak you a canary cream," George said, trying to lighten up the moment, and smiling when the others smiled too.

"Oh, we'll watch our backs alright," Ron said, "I know what happens when you two decide it would be hilariousto make people act funny and say stupid stuff..." He trailed off, and Hermione laughed.

"They've pulled a few on you, I see." She said. Ron's smile got wider, and the twins smiled too.

"Yes, quite a few," He emphasized the word strongly, knowing that 'few' was..well, not exactly the word he was looking for. It was more like 'a ton'...or something of that sort. Fred and George smirked behind his back, knowing that it wouldn't hurt to add a few more to that ton.

"Well, let's be off then," Ginny said, standing up. The others followed suit and went out of the house, not exactly knowing how they would get to Diagon Alley. It would definitely be interesting, that is for sure. Seeing as they had no car, no muggle money, nor any flying transport but their brooms, it seemed that going on foot was the best way. Then Fred stopped in his tracks, making everone behind him fall over.

"I have an idea!" He said, his voice filled with excitement as he ran back into the house and brought out all of the brooms. Hermione looked at him with a raised eyebrow.

"What are you doing? You know we can't fly brooms over a muggle city," Hermione said, trying to crush his idea so he wouldn't do something so rash and stupid. His smile just got wider, and she stood there with her eyebrow still raised, her arms crossed over her chest, and her foot tapping impatiently. He propped the brooms up against a nearby wall.

"Don't look at me in that tone of voice," Fred said, "I know exactly what I'm doing."

"I sure hope you do, because if we get caught, we could be in serious trouble. And what if your parents find out? What if the ministry finds out? What if-" George stopped her by placing his hand on her shoulder.

"Will you just stop worrying about getting in trouble for just one day and actually have some fun? For once?" George persisited, his eyes filled with a sparkle of mischief.

How could she just say 'no' to a face like that?...she could not..though she would have loved to. Getting in trouble over the summer was not her idea of fun. She bit her lip and looked from one face to the other, until it again landed on George's. The only thing she could do now was shrug her shoulders in defeat and sigh.

"Fine, but if we get caught, you, George Weasley, will be the one in trouble," Hermione said, whirling her finger in his face. He laughed and gently pushed her finger away, making her whole body tingle.

This was definitely unusual for her. It was as if her life goal was changing from being the smartest witch in the world to trying to get George Weasley to see her as more than just a friend. Unfortunately for her, she could not read minds. If she could, she would have known by now that he had noticed her in a different way than he had those first couple of years they had known eachother. Though she was a total opposite of him, it was as if it was a completion. Her, with her books and her abiding by the rules, and he always getting detentions and making trouble, it just fit perfectly. 'Opposites attract' is indeed a perfect saying in this situation.

"HERMIONE!!" Ron screamed in her face, making her jump. She and George had both been in a trance of some kind, just...staring at eachother!

"What?" She looked at Ron, obviously not realising what she was doing.

"Let's go!" He said. Everyone was already on their broomsticks, Ron holding Hermione's out to her. She blushed slightly and took the broom from him, mounting it quickly so as to keep him from getting mad again.

"To the Leaky Cauldron!" Fred shouted as he cast an invisibility spell over each of them so they would not be seen by the muggle people of the city.

I hope that we don't get caught... Hermione thought as she shot into the air.

Well...that one was kinda long...I know...but..in order to have a nice long story, I have to do it this way!...I don't know how many chapters I'll have, but there will definitely be more than three or four chapters...actually could be ten or so..depending on how heavy of a workload we get at school. Anyway, thanks for reading!!!

By the way, I hope I fixed Hermione's character...I think she sounds more like herself in this one.

Please review! It would make me so happy! The chapters will get longer, trust me! It's hard to write stories, do art, and have all sorts of other things in my way...so yeah. Just bear with me, please! Chapter 3 should be up really soon!

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