Hermione's heart was pounding, "Oh no, oh no, oh no,no,no,no! I am a prefect! How could have given into my emotions so easily?! Sweet Merlin I'm gonna get detention!" Her eyes were wide and she nervously twiddled her thumbs as she waited for McGonagall to start her lecture.
"Bloody hell, that kiss was great!" George thought as he watched their head of house give himself and Hermione a stern look. He desperately fought off the grin that threatened to break onto is face.
"Ms. Granger, Mr. Weasley please come to my office when dinner is finished. I would like to have a word with the two of you," she said tersely.
"Yes, Professor" Hermione and George chimed together. George had the decency to look apologetic.
Once McGonagall was out of earshot Hermione sighed, "Merlin," before turning to George and continuing, "George, we have to be careful next time."
George's eyes widened considerably and he cleared his throat before saying in a squeaky voice, "Next time?"
Hermione blushed pink, "Well…I uh mean that if we ever…decide to er do that again we should…erm not do it in public. Don't you agree?" she managed to sputter out, becoming pinker with each word.
"Yeah, I FULLY agree" George said a bit too loud in his opinion. He was red and his hands were quite sweaty. He wasn't sure why, he had never acted this around any other girls. Why around Hermione?
Hermione suppressed a giggle. She had never seen George so nervous and it was cute. She could see him turning red and twiddling his thumbs. His eyes darted from her eyes to his hands to the floor and back to her eyes. The moment that he had said he agreed that he wanted to kiss her again her entire body filled with warmth. She felt a little light-headed and she couldn't stop smiling. This is what she had read about in sappy Muggle romance novels and seen in movies filled to the brim with clichés and cheesy pick-up lines. She never thought this must be a dream. Pigs must be flying…
"I still can't believe that McGonagall saw that" Hermione said scrunching up her face.
"I don't know…there's been worse for me. Like this one time Fred caught me asleep on the couch in the Common Room and he levitated me all the way to McGonagall's office. I woke up to the sound of screaming and found myself stark naked with McGonagall standing in the doorway and screaming her head off. She's couldn't look at me for weeks. I think to this day she can't look at me the same way. Though I think she liked what she saw." he finished with a wink and Hermione snorted. Fred had only heard the end of the story but started chuckling.
He said, "Ah, those were the days. But this bloody git got me back" he finished with a slight frown.
George started laughing a look of thoughtfulness on his face, "I remember that. Now that was good". Hermione couldn't possibly imagine anything worse.
"So what'd you do" she said finally, curiosity getting the better of her.
"Ok, so I smuggled in fire whiskey from Hogsmead and got Fred sloshed. He couldn't even get up off the floor. It was like one in the morning and he was singing. What was it? Something about Draco and Harry sitting in a tree snogging?" he looked over at Fred with mirth.
"I was pissed! I was just thinking about how hilarious it would be1" Fred said defensively.
Hermione quirked her eyebrow at Fred but gave George a look to continue.
"Anyways, I figure that that's was the right time to pull off the plan. So I talk to him about how Snape has never had a girlfriend. I told him that maybe old Severus needed some advice in the women's department; that if anyone could help Snape it was Fred. The stupid bugger fell for it! On the way down to Snape's quarters I charmed him into a frilly dress and put some make up on him for the final touch." at this point Geroge was having trouble telling the story due to his laughing, "So he knocks on the door and Snape's in polka dot pajamas! He starts telling him how it's ok to be a virgin, that he's still manly. Then he asks him what kind of moves he puts on the ladies. Well, Snapey boy is still shocked about having Fred Weasley in a dress and drunk as hell in front of his office. Fred takes his silence as him being gay! He tells him 'Now mate, I may not be educated in that kind of romance but I suggest you get out there! You may have greasy hair and a hideous nose, but I'm sure some blokes look for what's on the inside!' Then Fred goes and hugs Snape! I think the contact of the hug woke Snape up from his shock because the moment Fred let go Snape rushed straight into a lecture. From there it gets boring and predictable, but that was a memorable night." George finished with a proud grin.
"Boring?! I had to clean all the bathrooms in the school every weekend for two months thanks to you! And I just know that Snape told all the teachers that I was unsure about my sexuality! I swear that Flitwick came onto me the next day at Charms. I've never been the same since…"Fred finished with a slightly dramatic sigh, but still kept his indignation in his voice.
Hermione, whose face had been void of any emotion, burst out into loud laughter. After a couple of seconds of laughing her face got red and she clutched her sides. She gasped for breath and wiped the tears from her eyes. She took a couple of deep breaths and finally calmed down. She looked at George, who was looking at her with an amused look, then over at Fred. Just when Fred thought it was over….
Hermione burst out laughing once more, this time she banged on the table with a fist. She leaned on George, but it seemed it wasn't enough because she fell onto the floor. Fred was scowling and George was chuckling trying to think of more stories to tell just to see her laugh like this again. When Hermione was out of laughter she stood up and fixed herself up. She sat down, coughed the last of the laughter out and sighed. With a smile still on her face she took a spoonful of food.
"Are you quite done?" Fred said the scowl now off his face but still annoyed.
"Yes, I still can't believe you told Snape that. I mean you must know he's bisexual." Hermione said her smile growing bigger.
Fred and George chuckled. Throughout the rest of dinner the twins shared stories of their crazy escapades with Hermione.
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Hermione and George were walking through the halls on their way to McGonagall's office. Hermione's feeling was beginning to creep up on her again; she wringed her hands trying to distract herself.
George noticed Hermione's nervous habits beginning to become more and more visible. He took in a deep breath and reached over to hold her hand. Her hand felt soft and warm in his, and he squeezed it reassuringly. He looked over at her and smiled.
Hermione's thoughts were interrupted by the feeling of her hand being held. It was amazing that she could feel so safe with such a simple gesture and touch. She looked over at George to see him smiling. She smiled back at him and sighed, feeling content. They soon arrived in front of McGonagall's office and knocked on her door.
McGonagall appeared in the doorway and said, "Mr. Weasley, nice to see that you are wearing clothes this time."
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Sorry for the late update…again. I hope that it was long enough. Updates may not come in often thanks to school. I know that this chapter had practically nothing to do with anything but I felt giddy and random when I wrote this lol…PLEASE review I know it's asking a lot especially when you don't feel like reviewing but it does make me write more often. I WILL BE USING A SUGGESTION THAT I ASKED FOR IN AN EARLIER CHAPTER IN CHAPTER 6 OR 7!!!