Leaving Ginn'ys room, Hermione, for once, started to care about how she looked. I mean, what would darling Geroge think of her if she looked like crap? She slipped into the bathroom to have a quick check in the mirror,and was glad she had thought to do so. Her hair was in a giant curly mess, her eyes looked just completely screwed up, and she realized that she had been wearing the same outfit for the last two days.Gross.

Although she wondered why her wand was in her pocket, she pulled it out in preparation to fix her awful look. Crap she thought; can't use magic outside of Hogwarts. She would have to do it the old-fashioned way. The only solution, of course was to turn the hot water on,and stick her hair under the running water in the sink. Now that it was slightly in control, she put mousse and gel into it to keep it from going crazy all over again. She applied some of (she guessed) Ginny's makeup and borrowed a halter top,and a pair of capris. Well there we go, she looked quite lovely now.

As she entered the kitchen in search of George, the look outside told her it was no longer afternoon, but probably somewhere around midnight. Deciding that her Prince Charming was nowhere inside the house, she went out the front door,and stood where the welcome mat was. She peered across the front yard to see...

Oh,Great. George and some chick that Hermione had seen, but never really gave a second glance, were snogging on the lawn. She burst into tears, and went running back into the house. Apparently, his hug and freakish appearance were just a sign of his brotherly love for her. Just his kid brother's "friend."

He probably wasn't right for me anyway..I'll just move along then..Sure it sucks,but..I'll never get over him if I sit around moping..Hmm,how about Ron?Such an easy target.

And just as she decided that Ron was to be hers, he appeared in the kitchen, obviously surprised to see her, especially with makeup,perfect hair,and a hott outfit. He just stood there in awe. This was just too easy. Ron finally realized that he was staring, and she knew it.His ears and face turned the color of his hair, and he pretended to be interesting in a speck of something on the carpet.

"Hey,Ron? Wanna go for walk with me?" It was a surprise that Ron could even move; she'd have thought he would have died from shock. They walked off hand-in-hand towards the pond in the back yard. When they reached the water, Hermioned pulled off her clothing, revealing a bikini that nobody would ever have expected her to wear. Yeah, Ron was excited about this whole ordeal too, but that's nothing new. She dove into the water on that warm, summer night, and Ron followed. It was just like old times, and Hermione felt, for once (since the accident) at home and at peace.

It was almost like a fairytale now: They watched the sun come up over the burrow, and Ron kissed her, soft and sweet, and whispered that he loved her.

Dang, he must really have it bad for me... bloody hell, how can he say he loves me after just one night? It was all pretty romantic, though. May as well give him a chance.

For the next week or so, the Weasley house was as normal as it ever could be: Ginny was sending letters to dear Harry daily, Fred was just being Fred, George was always off canoodling with that girl, Arthur was working, Molly was cooking , and Ron&Hermione were being the happy couple that everyone expected them to be. You could tell that he really did love her, althought whenever Hermione recieved owls from Harry or Neville, he would get outrageously jealous. It was one afternoon, about a week after that night out back, that Hermione got fed up with his shit.

"Mione, another letter from Harry?And I had suspected that GInny was his girlfriend-NOT YOU!"

"Ronald Weasley! You know that Harry and I are just friends- always have been,always will be!

"Don't even try to feed me that,Hermione. You're cheating on me with Harry and you know it!"

"Ron, you are out of your bloody mind.We are THROUGH!"

Ron,being the sissy baby that he was, ran off in tears, while Hermione looked as if she had just accidently killed some cute, furry animal. She ran off too, just wanting to be safe and sound in Ginny's room. Making her way upstairs and down the hallway, she found Ginny's room, and slammed the door behind her.

"Ever hear of knocking?"

Hermione had accidently walked into the wrong room...aka- the twin's room. "Oh sorry, George." 'George' kinda of laughed and said "Mm,yes, trying to apologize to someone who isn't here, nor who was beenintruded upon. Oh yeah, makes total sense." That was when she realized that she had mistaken Fred for George. "Oh,sorry, Fred. I guess I just have George on the brain. Afterall- he was the reason that I went out with that whimpy little bloke." Fred looked at her as if he understood exactly what she was talking about, "Yeah,did you hear what happened with George? His girlfriend or whatever she was found that out that he really liked someone else. Tell you the truth-I think it's you he's after."