Ron slowly made his way down the stairs, wishing he wasn't involved in this. Why did he have to be the one to explain things to Hermione? He was pretty sure Fred wasn't doing … what he was doing with Chloe just because he wanted to. Chloe was Fred's ex-girlfriend. She was bad news then and is continuing to be bad news now. But what could she have said to him to make him completely forget about Hermione.

Ron stopped, he had reached the bottom the stairs and he wasn't quite sure he wanted to enter the room Hermione was surly crying in just yet.

He took a deep breathe and turned the corner to find Hermione, as he predicted, crying on the lounge with her face in a pillow.

"Hermione," he started, not sure of what to say next, "Fred is a … um … er well he is normally a nice person, there is probably a rash explanation for what just happened."

Hermione stopped crying and looked at him. Then she left the room, throwing Ron a murderous look as she went.

"What did I do," he thought to himself.

Hermione's bedroom

Hermione was laying on her bed thinking, after finally running out of tears. "So Fred cheated on me and Ron has decided to take his side, think on the Brightside," She thought to herself, "I've still got …," and then because she couldn't think of anything she burst out a new wave of tears.

Just then Ginny arrived home from her and Harry's date and entered her bedroom and saw Hermione in hysterics on the bed.

"What's the matter, hun?" she asked, her tone gentle as possible.

"Fred … Cheat … Chloe … bitch," were the only words Hermione could manage to splutter out between sobs.

"Not again," Ginny sighed.

"Again?" Hermione questioned, slowly controlling her sobs, curiosity taking over.

"I'll explain later, but now I need to talk to Fred, where is he?"

"Not you too," she said, new tears rolling down her swollen puffy cheeks.

"What do you mean?"

"First Ron takes Fred's side, now you are"

Hermione I'm sure if you weren't so heartbroken you wouldn't be so naïve, thought Ginny but instead she said

"Oh honey of course I'm not taking his side, I just need to find out what is going on, before it's too late." She said hurriedly, "and talk to Ron, he'll explain stuff." And with that she left the room.

Hermione's head was spinning, what the hell was going on.

She went to find Ron and instead found George exiting the bathroom, with a towel around his waist and his hair scrunched up.

Wait a minute; this had happened before, Weasley, towel, shower. Fred had walked into Ginny's bedroom at the beginning of the summer wearing only a towel and Hermione had fallen for him. Now George was doing the same.

Oddly enough she found comfort in the Fred look alike otherwise known as George and although she hated Fred at the time, she was experiencing mixed emotions for George. He was just like Fred except he hadn't cheated on her, he was Fred with out the bad, he was perfect!

Without caring what George thought of her she stepped forward and kissed George on the lips. George's immediate reaction was to pull away but then the temptation of this beautiful girl kissing him for no reason while he was wearing so little and was so aroused because of the water running down his back made him kiss her deeper.

Hermione clung on to this gesture and wrapped her arms around his neck as he wrapped his arms around her waist. Unlike when she was with Fred, she had the upper hand, George was caught of guard and she felt she had nothing to loose so she took control.

She pushed George back into the bathroom and closed the door behind them. She forced him into a corner and took his towel away. Hermione looked below his waist and smiled at the proof of her effect on him. In a normal situation Hermione would have been almost scared of how close the naked guy was to her. But she wasn't her self. She was in a trance, a trance made of a want of revenge and a want of comfort inside the boy that was so much like Fred Weasley.

George kissed her neck as she un-buttoned her top and threw it to the floor.

"Oh Fred," she moaned and that brought George back to reality with a crash.

"Shit, what am I doing," he muttered, pulling the towel back round his waist, "Hermione I'm not Fred."

"I know," she said, blushing, "I didn't mean to say that"

"Why aren't you with Fred?"

Hermione left the room without explaining herself. She was really confused now, why did she do that, she dragged George into her mess for no reason, she didn't like George, not in the way she liked Fred anyway. But why did she still like Fred, he cheated on her.

"Love hurts," she thought as she climbed back into her bed, pulling the covers over her in a vain attempt to block out the rest of the world.

(sorry it's so short, I've sorta go a plan of what I want to happen but I could sure do with some helpful tips, thanks heeps to all my reviewrs, reviews make my day :D, oh and sorry its so short)