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The wind was barely blowing as Ginny, Hermione, Fred, and George flew over London, watching the people below going this way and that, going on with their busy little lives not even noticing four wizards that were flying right over their heads. It just amazed Hermione how big everything was. Of course it looked big while standing with everyone else, the buildings towering above your head, but while flying...you can see everything. If you didn't live in the city it was definitely a sight to see. She gently closed her eyes and felt the warm breeze brush past her, making her shiver slightly.

It was the first time in a while she had actually felt free, like she could do what she wanted to without getting in trouble. While on that broomstick not once did she think of getting in real trouble, nor did she think about school. For the first time, the stress was lifted from her shoulders and she could breathe again. After a few moments she opened her eyes, and looking to her right she saw George flying beside her. The sun was beating right down on them, making his hair shimmer. The wind gently blew through his shirt, making it flow behind him as he went. Again she closed her eyes, thinking of how nice it must be to have his arms around her, holding her tight. She dreamed that he sat there, just whispering her name.

"Hermione...Hermione..." She had heard a faint voice say, "Hermione!"

She snapped out of her thoughts and realised that she was face to face with a telephone pole, merely inches from having her face smashed into it. Right above her was George, holding her broomstick back, a look of shock and fear apparent on his features. She looked back at him, blushing, and gently set herself down on the ground. How did she not see the pole?

"I-I'm sorry. I wasn't paying attention," She said, her face still red.

"You need to be more careful. If you had hit yourself on that pole people would have heard it, and it could have caused a big problem!" Ron butt in, trying to make himself sound more like Hermione. Of course Ron being as daft as he is, he didn't realise that tears were now streaming down the girls' face, and her hands were clenched into fists. How could they get so upset over one little mistake? It wasn't as if she tried to run into the pole. And how come Ron was more worried about getting caught than her getting hurt? It didn't make any sense to her.

Suddenly, Hermione pushed her way through Fred and Ron, not really caring whether people saw her or not. The streets and people now looked like a blur, and the only thing on her mind now was how embarassing it was and how they had treated her. Ron had been yelling at her all morning, and she just couldn't take it anymore. First Crookshanks, then the brooms, and then when I accidently space out and head for a pole. Why didn't he care that I could have been hurt? The thought continued to run through her head as she headed towards the only place she could find refuge. Pausing before she opened the door, she cautiously entered the musty room of the Leaky Cauldron, and without saying a word to anyone, she made her way to the empty room that led to Diagon Alley.

"Hermione! Wait!" A familiar voice yelled. She whirled around to see Ginny, gasping for air.

"Ginny! Why were they so mean to me?..what did I do wrong?" Hermione collapsed into Ginny and cried, not really knowing why. It wasn't that big of a deal, but some things matter more to some people than others. Ginny comfortingly patted her friends' back. She knew it was Ron who made her cry, but she, like Hermione, had no clue why he acted the way he did.

"It's okay Hermione. I don't think he meant to do it. He was looking out for your safety,"

"Well, he didn't have to yell at me," Hermione said quietly, biting her lip.

"I know he didn't. That's why, when I see him, he'll probably find himself being turned into a toad," Ginny replied, smiling. Hermione looked up and smiled too.

"I would like that," Hermione said, thinking of how funny it would be to publicly humilate Ron. It would simply be satisfying. Wait..satisfying? Since when did I enjoy laughing at other people's expense?

"Now, let's go on to Diagon Alley. The boys will find us eventually," Ginny said, pulling Hermione off of the floor. While she was wiping away the last of her tears, Ginny had tapped the stones and a entree way appeared leading into the wizard world. Going arm in arm, Hermione and Ginny decided to have a little fun with Ron.

Still standing where they were, the three boys watched as she had dissapeared over the hill, Ginny following her. Fred and George turned to Ron. It was obvious they were all to blame for her running off, but Ron was the main culprit. George gently grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him closer to his face.

"Why did you say that! She obviously didn't mean to get near the pole!" George yelled, loud enough for muggles to turn their heads. The invisibility had worn off, and luckily for them the other people didn't seem to notice the three broomsticks laying discarded on the ground.

"It's true though! We could have been noticed!" Ron replied, turning away from the twins. Fred stepped up and whirled his brother around, looking him square in the eyes. It was a look that a Weasley twin had never given before, thus the reason Ron started to shake with fear.

"With your yelling, we could be noticed. I suggest that the three of us, especially you," Fred poked Ron's chest, "go into Diagon Alley, find Hermione and apologize," Fred's voice was low and his eyes narrow with frustration.

"F-fine...j-just don't h-hurt me..." Ron choked, looking as if he was standing in front of Malfoy himself. Fred turned on his heel and began to head towards the only place the two girls could have gone, followed by George and a very frightened Ron.

"And besides, my dear Ronald, we lost our invisibility after we all landed on the ground," George whispered into Ron's ear, making him look to his brother and then across the street.

Brooms in hand, they slowly made their way down the street, looking to see if Hermione had left the Leaky Cauldron and came looking for them. No luck of course. Hermione was no where to be found. They dropped off their brooms in front of the Leaky Cauldron and ran inside, their brooms leaning against the wall.

" 'Ello twins and Ron. 'Ow may I help you?" Tom, a tall scraggly man standing behind the counter looked at the boys with curiosity.

"We're just lookin' for someone," Fred said, pushing his brothers to the back while waving to Tom before he dissapeared behind a corner. In a matter of seconds they were in the room that led to Diagon Alley. In their hearts they hoped they could find Hermione and apologize, though it might be hard to find her. It was all so big it would take them all day to go through every store to find her and Ginny.

"Let's hope we find her," George said with exasperation.

"Find who?" A voice rang from behind them.

"Hello Hagrid!" The three said all at once. Hagrid laughed.

" 'Ello to you too. You 'eadin' off ta get some stuff fer school already?" Hagrid looked at them quizzically, knowing that the Weasley's, especially the twins, didn't do their school shopping in the middle of the summer.

"No...actually, we're going to go and find Hermione and Ginny," Fred started.

"Ron made Hermione upset and she ran off crying and Ginny went after her," George continued. Ron turned his head and didn't say a word, leaving a moment of silence. Hagrid looked from George to Fred, and then to Ron's back.

"Well, if I spot 'em, I'll be sure an' let ya know," Hagrid replied.

"Thanks Hagrid!" The twins replied simultaneously.

At that moment they had all felt a little better, knowing that with Hagrid's help they could find her a little easier. It was always good to have an extra pair of eyes on the lookout. Without another word spoken between them, Hagrid opened the entree way and they all stepped through, he going one way and the others to go the other way.

"Where do we look first?" George asked, looking into windows of shops that were nearby.

"Let's try Zonkos first, and while we're at it, get some new ideas for new products," Fred said.

"We can do that, and then we can go to Flourish and Blotts, seeing as Hermione is a bookworm and all," Ron said thoughtfully, getting two playful punches on the arm by his brothers. Even when she wasn't there he loved criticising her love of books.

"I guess we can do that," George sighed, knowing this could very well take forever to find them.

Fred, George, and Ron all headed towards Zonkos, not realising that standing behind a corner were two girlish figures.

"This will be so much fun! I can't wait to see the looks on their faces..." Ginny trailed off as she watched the three looking around the store with interest.

"Wait...what exactly are we doing?" Hermione asked, looking to Ginny.

"I just thought we could, you know, mess with their minds a little bit. Let them see us for a moment, then disappear into a crowd or in a store. And then we can go to the edge of...well, I guess close to the Shrieking Shack, and you can start crying, make 'em feel bad, and it should all be good from there," Ginny said, pleased with the idea that had almost instantly popped into her head. Hermione smiled.

"I just hope this plan works," She sighed, looking into the window of Zonkos. She could see the twins standing closest to the window, and it was then that she was definitely in love with someone she least expected to even be friends with: The Infamous George Weasley. Looking back for only a moment, she finally turned and looked at Ginny.

"Why don't you just tell him how you feel?" Ginny asked, somewhat frightening Hermione.

"T-tell who h-how I f-feel?" Hermione stuttered. She knew exactly who she was talking about, but didn't want to admit that she had fallen head-over-heels for one of her brothers.

"You know, Ron. I noticed that you have been arguing with him alot more," Ginny stated, letting Hermione take a deep breath of relief. Ron? How could I ever like Ron?...instead of maturing, he de-matured. Hermione thought, crossing her arms.

"I don't like Ron," Hermione replied, almost mecanically. Ginny raised an eyebrow.

"Oh come on Hermione! I know you do!" Ginny pressed the subject, making Hermione angry and nervous. She definitely didn't enjoy telling people who she liked, seeing as most people thought her only love was the books she read and the classes she took. She looked around anxiously for a moment, and when she saw the look on Ginny's face, she decided to defend herself.

"I do not! I like George!" Hermione shut her mouth faster than she had opened it. Oh no, I let it slip out! She'll never let me live it down! Good going, Hermione! That's the way to defend yourself! Ginny's mouth was agape.

"You like George...?" Ginny said, narrowing her eyes slightly. "I never thought you would fall for him, but..."

Hermione bit her lip. If Ginny wasn't happy with it than she should just stay friends with George, just for her sake. Then again, George might want to stay friends too. She hurriedly pushed that horrid thought out of her head.

"That's way better than Ron!" Ginny stated, making Hermione jump. She smiled slightly and looked back into the window. She had to agree with her best friend that Ron was not exactly the kind of person Hermione would look good with. Especially with all of their arguing. Even Harry and I don't argue that much! Hermione thought quickly.

"You're right, that is way better than Ron," Hermione agreed with Ginny wholeheartedly. Though George has a pretty crazy personality, Hermione loved him all the same. I guess for being who he is... Hermione thought. And although Fred and George look the same, their personalities can be different. How else could Hermione fall for one and not the other? Or..both at the same time! I'm thanking Merlin for me being able to tell them apart, otherwise I might confess my feelings to Fred! She shuddered. Not that she didn't like Fred, it's just that George was different. She could tell.

"Are you coming or not 'Mione? We've got some shopping to do!" Ginny said, taking her friend by the hand and leading her down the cobblestone road, which was actually fairly empty. It was then that Hermione realised that Ginny's plan might not work out too well. Either the crowds were somewhere down the road where they couldn't see them, or they were just a figment of her friends' imagination. There were only a few people scattered here and there.

"How do you suggest hiding without there being a crowd or loads of people in a store?" Hermione questioned her friends ability to differenciate between a group of two or three and an actual crowd.

"We'll find a way, trust me," Ginny said breathlessly, looking around for a store nearby where the boys could see them in plain sight.

"I'm not sure if I do-WAH!"

Ginny pulled Hermione into a store right across from where they were sitting, and quietly sat by the window. Hermione's heart was beating fast again.

"This had better work," Hermione whispered to Ginny, who was tilting her head this way and that to look out the window. Just then, the boys spotted them, and from where they were sitting they could see Ron pointing and the three rushing out the door.

Here they come.

Sorry for the quick ending!! I am going to make this story short because of school, so there will only be one more chapter after this!! Thank you guys so much for reviewing and giving me such nice comments! It makes me happy! Once school ends I will be making more stories though.

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