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I wake up to footsteps pounding in my head. Each one his me like a sledgehammer directly to my brain.

I groan and slowly open my eyes, to my surprise, everything is still dark. I put my hands on either side of me in order to push myself up to sitting, and realize that I'm lying on the floor…under my bed.

"Damn," I say slowly, and push myself into the daylight, instantly grabbing my head due to immense pain. I knew I should have drunk less last night.

I lay there in the light until Lee walks by me laughing. "Breakfast is in ten minutes, you might want to change."

"Where's Fred?" I ask, rubbing my eyes.

"Shower, I'm pretty sure he's trying to drown himself."

I use my bed to pull myself up to a standing position and close my eyes tight, trying my best to block out as much light as possible. After deciding I have too little time to take a shower, I rummage my closet for a clean set of robes.

I'm tying my shoes as Fred comes out of the bathroom clad in towel, looking about as bad as I feel. In hind-sight, drinking was probably a bad idea after just getting out of the hospital, but I've never been one to thing too far in advance.

I wait for Fred to dress, and we both go down to breakfast together, not uttering one single word to each other. The same old routine, no need for any words, we both know how the other one is feeling.

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"Good morning, George!" Ginny says in a cheerful tone that makes me groan as I sit down across from her and Hermione.

"What's good about it?" I grunt, and begin filling my plate with food.

"Well aren't you in a cheerful mood this morning," Hermione states. "Did you sleep last night?"

Fred smirks. "Pass out is more like it."

She frowns. "I'm sorry about over-reacting last night."

I grasp the bridge of my nose, pain becoming more severe. "Don't worry about it. You were right, we won't do anything."

Surprisingly, this didn't seem to be the answer that she was looking for, as her eyes bore into me. "You okay?"

"George here will be fine," Lee states, sitting down on my right. "He just needs some time for his hangover to wear off."

I lay my head down on the table, giving up on trying to have a quiet breakfast.

"You do know that there's a simple spell to cure that, right?" I hear Hermione ask. She mutters something and the pain in my head is instantly gone.

"What's the incantation?" I ask, lifting my head up. Looking at Fred, I can tell his hangover is gone as well.

"Now, where's the fun in just telling you?" She asks with a smile.

I mock glare at her and she cracks up laughing, making me laugh as well.

"Isn't that cute?" Ron says sarcastically, sitting down across from me, Harry to his left beside Ginny. I glare at him and he chooses to ignore me.

I see Hermione frown as Fred asks, "What's wrong, Ronnykins?" Fred's smile is disgusting.

He grunts and shoves some scrambled eggs into his mouth. I can't believe how much of a prat he is being. I hate seeing Hermione upset. I take a deep breath and stand up, taking a fistful of the front of Ron's robes with me.

"George!" Both Hermione and Ginny yelled. I ignored them both and led Ron out of the Great Hall, despite a call from McGonagall to stop.

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"What is your problem?" Ron yells as soon as we are outside of the hall's doors.

"Are you serious?" I ask him. "Do you really need to ask what my problem is?"

Ron glares at me, shutting up for once.

"Listen," I start. "I like Hermione and she likes me. I didn't do anything to her to get her to like me over you, so stop being a prat and try being a good friend to her, you're really hurting her."

He looks down at the floor. "I like her, George."

I sigh. "I know, but Ron, you're her best friend, she doesn't feel the same way or wish to complicate things more."

"You're right," he states. "Just…be good to her."

I smile at him. "Always," I reply.

He laughs. "You really like her a lot, don't you?"

"You could say that," I reply.

We're both laughing when McGonagall comes out of the Great Hall.

"Well," she says looking at us both. "I was expecting to break up a fight."

I smile at her. "What?" I ask innocently. "Between us Weasleys?"

"Don't give me that," she says frowning at me. "I've seen a few spats between you and your twin."

"Yes, well," I reply with a smirk. "There's a special bond between us twins."

"Sure," she says with a touch of a smile. "Would you two please take your seats at breakfast? The Headmaster wishes to address the school."

"Most certainly," I reply with a smile. "We would love to."

As we walk in the entire hall turns their heads our way. "Ah, Mr. Weasleys," Dumbledore starts. "How nice of you to re-join us."

In a somewhat decent mood, I choose to wave and smile at those who are staring at me as I make my way to my seat, earning many scowls and rolled eyes. I could care less, and I sit down, saluting Hermione who was looking at me strangely, probably wondering what went on between Ron and me.

"As I was saying," Dumbledore continued. "A visit to Hogsmeade will be permitted after classes today up until 7:00. Please be prompt as this visit is a privileged. That is all; please continue with your breakfast."

I pick up my fork and begin to finish my food much to the dismay to the people sitting around me. I notice their annoyed glances at both Ron and I for not telling of what happened.

After a bit of silence, Fred elbows me. "So George, what did you and Ron discuss?"

I swallow the food in my mouth and shrug, smirking. "Not too much, you see. When we got into the hall, I turned him into one of those little yappy dogs, um…a terrier? Yeah, I think that's it. Anyway, so little yappy Ron decides to bite my leg, so there I am trying to kick him off me when McGonagall opens the do-"

I'm cut off from my story by Fred smacking me in the head.

"Oi!" I yell. "What the bloody hell was that for?"

"Lying to me, you prat." He replies, smacking me again, grinning like the maniac that he is.

"Yeah, whatever." I reply. "Nothing happened, we just talked."

"Yeah, whatever." He mimics me.

I glare at him as the Great Hall begins to empty, signaling the end of breakfast. "Transfiguration," I say with a grin.

"Indeed," Fred replies. "Should be a fun time."

We start walking towards the door, and I meet up with Hermione at the end of the table. "And where are you off to?" I ask.

"Double potions," she replies grimly.

"What is this?" I ask. "Hermione Granger not looking forward to a class?"

She glares at me. "Shut it."

I laugh and stop walking as we make it to the stairway. "Well this is where I must leave you, m'dear." Growing more comfortable with her, knowing that she likes me as well, I take her hand and kiss it, making her face turn bright red. I smile at her, "I'll see you later on," I state and run to catch up with Fred and Lee.