A/N: I'm abandoning this story. My readers absolutely suck and I hate Harry Potter with a burning passion. Calm your bonkers! April Fool's Day! Got you didn't I? Mehehehe.

Oh yeah, and Happy Birthday to my favorite twins in the world, Fred & George Weasley. :")

(Because I forgot to put up one on the last 2 chapters)

Disclaimer: I own everything about Harry Potter! MINE-MINE-MINE! Happy April Fool's Day again. ;) Everything rightly belongs to Jo, the queen. :)

"Rambling"
by SJRegina

Hermione always found herself rambling whenever in the presence of the one and only Fred Weasley, but that's just how Fred liked it.

Chapter 3: Worst Day of My Life!

Hermione was curled up on the very far corner of the Gryffindor Common Room. Covering her face on her knees and hugging her legs while crying softly. Hoping she would just fade through the wall so no one could see her.

Ever since the "Ron" incident, Hermione focused all of her time and energy on studying, and crying. She isolated herself from everything, everyone. Even Fred and George. The only 'friends' she had. Well, she could call them more as acquaintances as they rarely see each other. They'd send each other letters but they weren't typically the ones she could run to if she was crying.

This was exactly what she was doing right now, crying all alone. She was so depressed, she even skipped classes all afternoon!

But Ron was right, I am a nightmare. I have no friends!

She spat every single word, she was rambling again, she knew it. And because of all the emotions she was having, she spoke her mind-rambling out loud again.

"Prettiest nightmare I've ever seen I tell you!" She was startled as a hand rested upon her shoulder and began rubbing circles on that spot. She looked up too see who it was and saw that it was Fred through squinting her eyes which were glassy with tears.

"Fred, I'm not exactly in the mood to joke right now." She rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand.

"Just trying to make you smile." Fred sat beside Hermione. Hermione stared at him, shocked by his actions.

"Why are you doing this?" Hermione said a croaky voice.

"Why shouldn't I? We're friends after all aren't we?" Fred gave her a sincere smile.

"Friends? We're not friends! We barely see each other, much more talk."

"I dunno, I like you Hermione."

Hermione's eyes widened in surprise. Fred, Fred Weasley, funny, popular, mischievous, handsome Fred Weasley, liked him?

"You, you like me?" Hermione said so softly that it was barely audible, yet Fred heard it.

"Of course I do? Wouldn't be a good friend if I didn't right?"

"Ohh, yeah. I knew that." Hermione's heart shattered into many pieces from the little pieces that were already broken, she shouldn't feel like this. Her brows furrowed due to her best attempts to hold back the tears that were about to dreadfully fall. She shouldn't have expected. She liked him, and he didn't like her back.

What are you thinking Hermione? Of course you don't like him! You're only thinking that because he's the only one who actually cares about you. But there's George, but he's different!

"You're rambling in your head again aren't you?" Fred shook his head in disbelief, disturbing the on going

"What if I am? What are you gonna do about it? If you only went here to tease me you better just leave me then. I'n not in the mood at all." Hermione spat out the words bitterly making Fred have a glint of hurt in his eyes. His eyes which had curiously become her favourite color, was clouded with hurt. This stabbed her straight into the core as guilt washed over her.

"I'm sorry, I was only trying to make you feel better." Fred frowned and stood up to run away. He had only tried to comfort her. What did he do wrong? He was thinking he had finally made a true friend, one who didn't find him 'annoying' or only liked him cause he was 'funny'. He thought he had finally met someone, besides Lee and his brothers, that actually liked him for who he was, but it looks like he was wrong.

"I'm sorry Fred! I didn't mean to say that!" But it was too late, Fred had already gone out the Gryffindor common room. Hermione didn't hold back the tears that had grouped in the corners of her eyes, she let them fall with body-wracking heart-wrenching sobs.

"Hermione!" George called over as she practically launched herself to him.

"Hey, hey, what happened?" George said whilst rubbing his palm comfortingly on her back.

"F-f-Fred," Hermione could barely speak from all the sobbing but she was desperate.

"What about Fred?" George's voice obviously filled with worry.

"T-t-tell him I'm sorry, I didn't me-mean to." She tried her best to stop the sobbing ang clear out the words but she just couldn't.

"Don't worry I will, now stop crying okay? You're making me really sad too."

"Why do you even bother talking to her George, she's such a loser. Buck-toothed fuzzy-haired know-it-all." A first year girl and her companion said as they exploded with disgust-filled snickers.

"Right you are Lav!" The dark girl high-fived her curly-haired companion. Hermione just couldn't take it anymore. She let go of her hold from George and ran away as far as she could, but it seemed like every place she went to was filled with people. So the only choice she had was the girl's bathroom. She quickly ran in the farthest cubicle and slammed the door.

She had absolutely no will to go to the Halloween Feast at all.

I should have listened to mum and dad! I should have! I shouldn't have insisted on going to Hogwarts! Oh I wish this was all just a dream. This has got to be the WORST day of my entire life!

Hermione ran away so fast the she didn't even notice how George defended her with wit before running towards the Great Hall with the hopes of finding Hermione, leaving two flabbergasted first years behind.

~.~

Fred sat at the end of the Gryffindor table with his head hoisted above his hands, barely having eaten his food. He had lost his appetite, which was a first in his entire life. He felt terrible. He had never felt this terrible in such a long time! He had overreacted about the incident and wished Hermione would just come over the table so that he could apologize to her.

"Oi Fred! Rambling girl said she was sorry." George slapped him on the back playfully.

"Rambling girl has a name. And I should be the one who's sorry. Where is she anyway?" Fred asked as he looked over the almost-full Gryffindor table and did not see a single strand of brown fuzzy-hair.

Professor Quirrell came sprinting into the hall, his turban askew and terrow on his face. Everyone stared as he reached Professor Dumbledores chair, slumped against the table, and gasped,

"Troll - in the dungeons - thought you ought to know." He then sank to the floor in a dead faint.

There was an uproar of commotion all around.

"What do you mean where is she? You mean she's not here?" George was beginning to panic, he should have followed and searched for Hermione!

"Of course she isn't, I wouldn't have asked you in the first place would I?" Fred was staring to panic too. Where was she? This was not the time to joke around.

"She was crying and she told me to say sorry to you before a couple of icky firsties insulted her and she ran away. I thought she'd be here. I'm sorry Fred, this is all my fault." George looked at his shoes and prevented Fred's eyes.

"No George. This is MY fault, let's not get into the blaming game right now, where could Hermione be?" Fred was pacing back and forth now, trying to get away from his prefect brother who was gathering the Gryffindors back to the common room. George was thinking and pacing with him.

"Couldn't be in the library, too predictable."

"Ain't anywhere in the common room either, I checked."

"What place could she go to where no one would expect her?"

"Yeah, what place could be so isolated at this time?"

"The girl's bathroom!" Fred & George said in sync as realization clicked in.

They were about to run but Percy caught their sleeves and dragged them towards the crowd who dragged Fred & George along with them so they had no escape. Fred was desperate, that's where the troll was going! Fred looked for someone who was in the far back of the crowd desperately.

"Percy! Hermione, she's not here!" Fred screamed at the top of his lungs to Percy. But Percy didn't hear him as he was too busy calming down a crying Lavendar who refused to go with him.

He had to find someone, George was looking for someone too. They didn't even have to talk or look at each other to know what to do, they just do. It was one of the benefits of having a twin bond.

Then there he saw at corners of his eye, Ron and Harry who were trying to escape the crowd. He knew he disliked Hermione with a burning passion, but he was his last hope.

"Ron! Hermione's in the girl's bathroom!" Fred screamed his loudest to Ron through the crowd which annoyed Ron as it almost blew his and Harry's cover.

"Git. He's lucky he's my brother."

~.~

Hermione's day was getting better, she had new friends. Ron and Harry, who had helped her from the troll. Although, she wasn't that sure about Ron but nothing could darken her obviously happy and bright mood. Then as she entered the common room, she saw Fred and George at the sofa sleeping beside each other.

Fred, oh god, she forgot all about Fred! She was so caught up that she forgot to close the door to the common room silently, and it slammed shut with a loud thud.

"Wuzzgoinon?" Fred & George both stood up hazingly and looked over where the sound had come from.

"Hermione!" They both launched themselves on Hermione hugging her very tightly. Hermione hugged them both back eagerly and tears had started to fall again from her eyes.

"I'm sorry Fred, I didn't mean to." Hermione was crying but she did her best to utter those words.

"Shhh. It's alright Hermione, I was a git too you know. I over-reacted, I'm sorry too." Fred rubbed the palm of his hand on her back comfortingly.

"Can you stop with the apologizing? I'm feeling like a softie here, you guys are alright already okay?" George was doing his best on stopping his snickering. Hermione and Fred let go of each other both blushing from just realizing that George had let go of them long ago.

"And by the way Hermione, don't you ever do that again! You got both us bonkers!" George let out a merry laugh which was followed by Fred, and Hermione. They laughed for a while before silence ensued as their laugh subdued.

Fred was the one who broke the silence.

"We're all alright now okay?" Fred smiled at Hermione, wherein Hermione nodded and smiled back.

"And this is a reminder that we'll always be friends Hermione, how we're always going to be there for you." George took her hand and slid a band with a small antique padlock on her wrist.

Hermione's eyes widened in surprise.

"This lock, does this have a key?" Hermione looked back and forth from Fred and George. Fred looked down on the floor and sighed.

"Yea, but I lost it. I've been trying to look for it everywhere but I just couldn't find it. Our mum gave it to us and told us it was from our late uncles who we closely resemble, Uncle Fabian & Uncle Gideon. Sorry Georgie."

"It's alright Freddie." George smiled at his brother comfortingly.

Hermione was flattered that they had given her such a token. It was like an heirloom and they had given it to her. She then let out a giggle which startled both Fred and George.

"Silly, I have it with me." Hermione brought out the band with a key matching the lock. Making Fred and George have an 'o' form on their lips.

"You dropped it when we bumped at each other before the sorting." Hermione brought out her wand and muttered an incantation on it which made a duplicate of it.

"Now each one of us has one!" George put the band on his wrist with glowing eyes.

"You're brilliant Hermione, you know that?" Fred beamed at Hermione before putting on his own band, this made Hermione blush but she tried her best to cover it up with a smile.

"You're the best Hermione!" The twins said in sync and hugged Hermione in a bone-crushing hug, leaving Hermione in a fit of giggles.

Hermione was wrong again, this had turn out to be one of the best days of her life!

A/N: I bring you the third chapter of Rambling, which is a lot longer than my previous ones. :D

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