Hello my Reading & Reviewing friends, hope you're all doing well. I'm fine. Currently I'm on a flight to London, England! I'm very excited, who knows, I might run into someone from Harry Potter. Sigh I figured I'd try to write more chappies since I can't get the E-net on the air plane. Well, I hope you liked the last chappie, I'm trying to make them a bit longer each time.

On with the Fic!Chapter Twelve: The Game

"Only a little," Harry said, but you could tell he was very surprised.

"Yeah, I mean you're good at basically everything else, so why not Quiddich?" Ron continued.

"Ahh, now you see, you boys are very wrong about one thing," Hermione said waggling her finger.

"And what's that?" Fred said raising a eyebrow.

"I'm not 'good,' I'm Great!" Hermione said smugly with a smirk on her face.

"Oh, is that so Hermy?" George said about to laugh.

"Yeah it is, Georg-ia," Hermione said putting a spin on George's name.

"Hey!" George said.

"Well if you think you're so 'Great,' then prove it!" Fred said.

"Fine! I will," Hermione said. She turned back to her other teammates.

"Ok girls, this is it! We're going to show them who's the best!" Hermione said to the girls sounding like Oliver Wood.

The girls flew to the middle of the pitch and met the boys there. "No more Miss nice girl," thought Hermione.

"Alright girls, what are we playing for?" George asked.

"Hmmmmmm?" Hermione said thinking.

"I know!" Ginny yelled, "Whoever looses is the others servant until we get on the Hogwarts Express."

"Yeah, I like that idea," Angelina said, just thinking of ways to torture the boys.

"Fine by me," Harry said.

"Yeah," Ron agreed.

"Prepare to lose girls," George said.

"Oh, and don't forget I like my eggs scrambled," Fred said laughing while high fiveing George.

After the boys were done laughing the started getting ready for the game. They met back in the middle of the pitch so they could start playing.

"So, who's playing where?" Fred said.

"Well since we only have four players, Angelina's playing chaser, Ginny's playing Keeper, Lavender is playing Beater, and I'm playing Seeker," Hermione stated.

"Wait, you're playing Seeker?" Fred asked Hermione looking shocked.

"Well didn't I just say that you prat?" Hermione replied.

"But Hermione, you're going against Harry, the best Seeker at Hogwarts," Ron said dumbfounded.

"No shit Sherlock, but he's only the best boy Seeker at Hogwarts," Hermione said matterafactly.

"If you think you can beat Harry to the snitch, then why didn't you ever tryout for the Quiddich team?" George asked.

"Because Quiddich means so much to Harry I didn't want to try to take it away from him. Plus it's much more fun watching Harry make a fool out of Malfoy," Hermione replied.

"Thanks Mione," Harry said.

"Are we playing, or not?" Angelina asked bored.

"Of course we are!" Hermione said.

"Alright, same rules as always," Fred said as he pointed his wand at the box on the ground, "Ahloramora! Fred yelled.

The balls went zooming out of the box as the lid flipped open. The teams sped off into all different directions. Angelina got the quaffle, she darted past Fred and George, and streaked down the pitch. Her arm went back and she threw the ball.

"Ding!"

The quaffle went threw the hoop. Girls 10-0.

"Damn it!" Ron cursed.

Fred, George and Lavender were hitting the bluggers at the opposing players. Giving each other murderous looks. One flew close by Harry's head.

"Hey! Watch it!" Harry yelled up to the Twins.

"Sorry Potter!" they yelled back.

Since Fred and George were both playing Beaters, they had to alternate trying to score goals. George got the quaffle, he zoomed down the pitch heading straight towards his little sister. Ginny started laughing.

"Hey Sis, even though I'm a beater, does mean I don't know how to score," and with that George whipped the ball threw the hoop.

"Ding!"

The game kept going on like this for another 15 minutes. The score was tied, 30-30. It was important that Harry or Hermione found the snitch soon or Mrs. Weasley would call them in for dinner. Hermione was looking around the field for any sign of the snitch. All of a sudden she saw Harry diving towards the ground, she then saw a flick of gold and was diving towards Harry. Harry was getting closer, but Hermione was too. She was right next to Harry, she was urging her Millennium to go faster and pass him, but his Firebolt was keeping it's speed. She had to figure out a plan, or for sure Harry would catch the snitch. Hermione pushed her broom just a little farther, so she was head to head with Harry. Harry looked and her and smirked.

"You know you can't beat me Hermione," Harry said looking into her eyes.

Hermione swerved her broom so she was just barely touching him. She leaned over, "Wanna bet?" Hermione whispered in his ear just as she put her plan into action. Hermione moved her mouth from his ear and captured his lips in a passionate kiss.

Harry was so shocked, that at first he didn't respond, but as soon as his head came down from the clouds he started to kiss her back. Harry ran his tongue across Hermione's bottom lip begging for entrance. Hermione willingly obliged. Hermione's and Harry's tongues battle for dominance. Somehow they managed to stay on their broomsticks while kissing. Just as Harry was about to pull Hermione closer to him Hermione took her mouth away from his. Her lips were all swollen. All of the girls started madly cheering, and all the boy started groaning. Harry couldn't figure out why until he saw why Hermione had stopped kissing him. The golden snitch was fluttering in the palm of her hand. Hermione leaned in and gently kissed Harry on the lips, then whispered in his ear.

"You're a fab kisser Harry," then nipped him playfully on the ear. She then flew off to meet the rest of her team in the middle of the pitch. They all started shrieking like mad.

"Hey Fred, I like my ice cream with whipped cream and strawberrys," Hermione said.

"Yeah, whatever," Fred replied blushing.

Harry flew over to the rest of the team.

"That's not fair Hermione!" George yelled, "You enticed, and distracted Harry with your girly witchcraft!"

"It's perfectly fair, there was no rule saying I couldn't. Plus Harry didn't seem to object," Hermione said looking Harry in the eyes.

"Harry!" Ron yelled.

"Well, ummm, I, well," Harry stuttered while blushing a deep crimson, challenging the Weasleys hair.

"Awwwww, is little Harry speechless? Did awful Hermione make him go mute and forget about the snitch by French kissing him?" Angelina asked in a baby voice.

"Hey! I'm not the one who started the French kissing," Hermione said laughing, "But I did enjoy it."

"What!" The Twins plus Ron Yelled.

"Heh Heh," Harry said.

They all flew back down to the ground, and headed back to the house. Before they went through the door Hermione said.

"Don't forget boys, we'd like mint on our pillows before we go to bed,"

The girls thenwalked through the kitchen door.

What did you think? I thought it was pretty good. I had fun writing the Harry/Mione kiss. (hehe) Please Review! If you have any ideas please send them in the reviews, e-mail them, or contact me on my AIM: guitar girl 9272, or slytherinhottie0. Thanks. BTW London is fabitty, fab, fab!