since I got so many wonderful reviews from my lovely reviewers I decided I would try to update a.s.a.p but you must realize that while I love to write I do some stuff outside of but I will try to update as much as I can…. truth be told I forgot about this story till yesterday when I posted that last chapter sorry now enough of me blabbing onto the story
The Best of Me
Chapter 4 phase one in action
"Owww, Ron your hurting me," Hermione sad, trying to hold back tears. Her wrist felt like it was on fire, black crept around the edges of her eyes, but Hermione held onto consciousness.
"Hermione," Ron said gently, but his eyes burned with a fierce fire. "I love you, I would never hurt you." As he said this his grip on her wrist relaxed, but it still stung a little.
Fred ran after them silently, ducking behind armor as he went. Every time Ron looked back, Fred was hidden, when he kept going Fred ran some more. Getting tired of this cat-and-mouse game, Fred whispered, "Morupholo," at Ron's back.
Ron let go of Hermione and began to dance, and from out of no where the old frosted flakes theme song came on, "Their more than good, there GREAT!"
Ron started to get his groove on, he started doing the disco, but instead of looking happy, or mentally insane, he looked horrified at himself.
"HERMIONE!" He shouted, "I can't stop, HELP ME!" But Hermione just stared in shock, and then began to laugh, she laughed harder then she had ever laughed in her life.
Fred came up behind her, and wiped tears from his eyes. "That was the perfect thing anyone could, ever do," Fred howled with laughter. He took out his handy, dandy camera and snapped pictures of Ron.
Hermione agreed wholeheartedly, "c'mon," Hermione whispered lets go to the kitchens to get something to eat, before his dancing attracts anyone."
The both laughed at Ron once more then took off running, grins a mile wide on both of their faces.
Later that night Fred was telling George about what their plan had done. George was laughing uncontrollably, but laughed till he was downright sobbing when he saw the pictures.
"Look at his face, look at his face!" he kept cackling.
"He's got his groove on," Fred said with laughter laced in every word.
George suddenly stopped laughing, looked at Fred mouthed the words, 'got his groove on,' and burst onto fresh peals of laughter.
Fred suddenly realized what he had just said, looked at himself disgustedly, then burst into laughter along with George.
Over in the girls' dorms Hermione was brushing her hair thoughtfully, Ron hadn't come to dinner, and Harry was busy with Ginny. 'Ugg Ginny,' she thought bitterly. Hermione hated Ginny, and Ginny hated her. Her mind was suddenly filled with thoughts of very evil things she could do to Ginny.
"Ahh, bad thoughts, bad thoughts of pranks, perhaps with… YES! That's it!" Hermione practically screeched.
Hermione cackled wit laughter that was not unlike the twins, "maybe I'm spending to much time around them, nah"
Ok that's it I'm sorry for the short chapter but I'll probably update more if I write shorter chapters I'll try to have one up by tomorrow or Sunday but I'm not making promises
REIVEW IT COMPELLS ME TO UPDATE SOONER