Hermione couldn't believe it. Not only had she gotten herself in detention, she had publicly embarrassed herself. There are plenty of guys that would want to see me naked?, she thought, why on earth did I say that!. Hermione felt defeated, she completely sexualized herself.
"Hermione? Please tell me it's true." Exclaimed Ginny as she burst into the dormitory.
Hermione groaned.
"Oh Merlin, it's true!" Said Ginny, covering her mouth with her hand, "I can't believe you've told almost everyone about your sexual experiences."
Hermione gasped, "What!? Is that what people have been saying?"
Ginny chuckled at her friend who was on the verge of a crisis.
"I'm just kidding, no one really knows what you said. Something about knickers they said. But Harry filled me in." Said Ginny as she sat next to Hermione on the big bed with red sheets.
"Ginny, what have I done? I said something completely out of character, I embarrassed Ron, and got myself into detention with Snape all in one sentence." Sighed Hermione, rubbing her face with her hands.
"It's good to be spontaneous sometimes, you know. And detention won't be that bad. As for Ron, he's taken care of." Said Ginny as she pat the head of her bushy haired friend.
"What do you mean it's all taken care of?"
"Oh, well Harry told me that apparently after you stormed off, Ron got his fair share of yelling. Even Neville joined in," said Ginny, "Apparently Fred was extremely pissed. I think rejecting Angelina has affected his mood swings, lack of shagging will do that to a boy."
Hermione blushed.
"Fred yelled at Ron?" She asked, not wanting to look into Ginny's eyes.
"That's what Harry said, something about Ron always complaining he hasn't snogged any girls but goes around treating the only important girl in his life like absolute shit. He's definitely got a point, apart from mum and I, you're the most important girl. And in Harry's life too, of course. And in mine." Said Ginny, holding Hermione's hand.
Hermione smiled at her. Ginny had never been one to talk about her feelings or have a girls night but it all changed when Hermione caught her crying after one of her fights with Dean. After that, Ginny had openly expressed all her feelings to her, and Hermione was thankful for that.
They sat in silence for a bit, both of them lost in their own minds.
"Ginny?"
"Hm?"
"Were you joking when you said detention won't be that bad?" Asked Hermione, dreading the night that would be awaiting her.
"Merlin, you really don't know anything that happened after, do you?" Asked Ginny and chuckled when Hermione shook her head.
"Fred's yelling got him in detention too. Guess you too will be after school buddies."
Hermione could not stop her stomach from doing somersaults.
Detention alone was already horrible, she couldn't imagine what it would be like with Fred Weasley. It surely wouldn't be as bad as the time she had to share after school hours with Malfoy and the boys, but she was sure that she would not be able to enjoy her time alone.
Hermione couldn't stop rearranging her sheets, something she does when she's stressed, while she thought about what awaited her in a matter of hours. It wasn't that Hermione didn't want to spend time with Fred because she definitely did, but it was the fact that she was going to spend time alone with Fred. How was she supposed to keep the conversation flowing? Who was going to distract her from the gorgeous boy?
She could hardly focus at all in her Defense Against the Dark Arts class, especially not when one of her best friends was glaring daggers at her the minute she had walked in the classroom. It was hard enough having to ignore everyone's eyes for two hours.
She had been in a daze since the class had finished, not paying attention to where she was going.
"Looking lost, Granger." She heard a voice say behind her, recognizing who it was almost immediately.
"Merlin! George you scared me." She gasped, holding her right hand up to her chest, trying to stop her heart pounding out of it.
"Sorry dear. You alright? You're walking towards the wrong common room." He asked as he furrowed his brows, last time anyone had seen Hermione Granger this lost in her own thoughts, she had been petrified shortly after and the chamber of secrets had been opened.
Hermione blinked up at him, not realizing that she had been walking to the Slytherin common room.
"Oh, I didn't notice where I was going." She answered sheepishly.
George chuckled at her.
"We might want to walk back to ours then, I've planted some stink bombs which should go off in about 30 seconds. Also, you should be getting ready for your exciting night of detention with my brother dearest." Smirked George.
Suddenly, an idea popped into Hermione's head. Of course!, she thought, why didn't I think of this sooner?
"30 seconds?", asked Hermione and George nodded.
She took a deep breath, waiting until they had about 15 seconds left.
"George, think of this as a huge favour to me and don't freak out." She said, causing the twin to look her confused.
"What are you talking about He-" He started but was cut off by the loud sound of stink bombs going off.
As if on queue, Snape walked out of the dungeons with a frown and his hand covering his nose.
Go big or go home, thought Hermione.
Hermione grabbed George's left hand and quickly put it on her left breast.
Both teens looked at each other, not quite knowing what to say. Hermione was mortified at the fact that she had willingly put George's hand on her breast, and George hadn't quite analysed the situation he was in.
After a couple of seconds, his eyes widened.
"Merlin, what on earth are you doing, Granger?" He exclaimed, his voice being followed by Snape's deeper tone.
"Dentention, Mr. Weasley. And 20 points from Gryffindor."
George Weasley was almost never caught off guard. He would always have a comeback to any snide comment or knew how to act under most situations, but never would he have imagined a situation quite like this.
It took his brain a while to replay the events that had happened 15 minutes ago.
His hand was on Hermione Granger's breast. His hand was on Hermione's breast.
He didn't get to make any sense of the situation due to the fact that she literally sprinted back to the Gryffindor common room, where she hid in her dormitory.
He lay on his bed, hands behind his head, as he tried to understand what on earth was going on in the girl's head.
"You look constipated." Commented his twin as he walked in the dormitory and threw himself on his bed.
"Something quite strange just happened." Mumbled George.
"Strange? Do tell."
"I'm not even sure what the hell happened, but I ran into Hermione near the dungeons. She was literally lost in her own head. We were talking, and out of no where she..." Said George, trailing off at the end of the sentence.
Fred looked over at his brother, his curious eyes meeting his as he sat up and leaned against his head board.
"She what, Georgie?" He asked.
"Well, she put my hand on her... mammaries." Continued George.
Fred's eyes bulged out of their socket.
"You've gropped Granger's tits?!" He exclaimed.
George was happy they were the only ones in the room as his cheeks blushed.
"No! Merlin, no. She put my hand on them! Right in front of Snape. Got myself a lovely dentention tonight." He explained.
Fred's brows furrowed and a slight frown set on his face.
"She... She put your hand on her?," he paused, "Do you reckon she wants to snog you?"
George shook his head.
"I don't think so mate."
George knew for a fact that Hermione was crushing over his twin brother, it was easy to tell. So why on earth would she have chosen the wrong twin?
They both stayed in silence for a few minutes.
George didn't know what to make of the situation, especially since he didn't expect Fred to be so quiet about it.
"You've got yourself detention then? Guess you'll be joining Granger and I." Mumbled Fred before laying back down.
Suddenly, it all made sense.
Hermione Granger, you sly witch.
