George made it back to his flat and threw himself onto his bed. Fred came in and looked own at his brother.

"What are you on about?" George snapped, "Sneaking into my room and staring at me, what's with you?"

"I think I should be asking you" Fred retorted. "One would think after spending the day with your girlfriend you would be in a good mood"

"She is not my girlfriend" George bellowed, standing up and brushing past Fred. Fred followed him down to the shop.

"I have to know what you're problem is" Fred told him. "It's like I don't even know you anymore."

"Just bugger off" George snapped.

Fred shook his head and walked away.

George's mood began to improve over the next few days, but it was just show. Hermione sent him two letters that week, only one of which he replied, to. He wasn't mad at Hermione and he didn't want to hurt her feelings but he couldn't let this get anymore involved.

George took solace in the fact that he would figure all of this out soon, and then he would make it up to her.

Hermione was waking up on a Saturday, the day of the next Hogsmeade visit, when she heard a taping at her window. She recognized George's owl and became excited.

It's been a few days since I have actually spoken to George, she thought sadly. She pulled off the letter and read it silently.

Dear Mione,

How's school? Works good.

I was just writing to let you know I wont be able to come into Hogsmeade and see you today. And actually I may not be able to come and see you for a while, I don't want to make promises I can't fulfill. I'll let you know when I will be able to come in and see you again, ok?

See you

George

Hermione sighed deeply and tossed the letter aside. She knew something was off, since their last visit to Hogsmeade, George had written to her twice, and only after she had written to him. She wished she could see him and ask him what was wrong, but there was no way for her to do so. She jumped out a bed and put on her clothes, she would just have to wait and see what happens.

Hermione spent the day with Luna and Ron. They had a great time catching up but Hermione couldn't get rid of the nagging feeling that something was wrong. But no one asked, not even Ron, and Hermione appreciated their discretion.

Hermione sat down and started to write George a letter that night but realized it sounded too demanding. The truth was, everyday Hermione was growing more attached to George and that worried her a little, especially now that he had become so withdrawn.

"Maybe it's over" Hermione old her self sadly as she crawled into bed. 'Maybe he's just like every other boy in the world"