A/N: Thanks for all the lovely reviews everyone! I'd just like to clarify things as not to make others confused. Correct me if Im wrong; Gideon and Fabian, as indicated in HP Wikia, were not mentioned in the books or by Rowling as twins but are portrayed by twins James & Ollie therefore they are assumed as twins.

And Altheia, who knows? I'm not going to make more clues. ;) Pardon me if I'm really confusing. Really really sorry. :D The wax was supposed to be like ear plugs cause we all know Molly and her howler voice. ^-^ And the butt pads were supposed to be like covers when they spank her. Sorry again for the confusion~

And last clarification, Molly wasn't that upset that Hermione was there because they reminded her of her brothers and her.

So that's it and enjoy Chapter 6!

Disclaimer: Still trying to get over the fact that I don't own it.

"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 6: The Object of His Distractions

Hermione was tired and she wanted to sleep. The things that have happened haven't fully sunk in yet. As of now, she was walking upstairs to Ginny's room. She had never met her, but she was excited and anxious at the same time.

Back at her muggle home, she didn't have much friends. Although her neighbours and cousins were quite fond of her. But everyone in her muggle school thought she was obnoxious and weird, so she didn't have any girl friends really.

She reached the front of Ginny's door and hovered her fist to knock on the door nervously. But she didn't knock yet, she was nervous. What if she found her weird? She didn't want to risk that.

After a while, she mustered up the courage and knocked at the door softly.

"Who is it?" A small soft voice asked.

"Err, it's Hermione. I'm-" But she was cut short when Ginny opened the door and dragged her in the room in merely seconds.

"Sit. Sit please." Ginny was giddy and directed Hermione towards a chair. She was surprised to receive this kind of attention, she hadn't expected it. Hadn't expected it at all. She looked around the room with her eyes.

It was far different from hers which was organized and neat. Quidditch posters were hung on the wall and she had a lot of stuff toys resting above her trunk and her mirror and study had a lot of kinks and girl stuff than she had in her own room. But it was neat and comforting in a way.

"I'm sorry if it's a bit messy. I didn't expect a girl to be coming over. I haven't even heard anybody coming in." Ginny blushed from embaressment and sat on the foot of the bed facing Hermione.

"Oh no, it's alright! I don't find it messy at all." Hermione smiled to Ginny. She was really adorable. She was wearing her pink pyjamas that had snitches on it and her hair was neatly side-braided. And her nose was filled with freckles just like Ron and the twin's. It was as cute as a button.

"I'm not trying to be rude or anything but, why are you here?" Ginny smiled despite the curiosity.

Hermione sighed before narrating to her the things that happened. She was expecting her to say something that would show she was shocked, but what she hadn't expected was Ginny to say,

"Wicked." She smirked at Hermione and nodded appreciatively. It surprised her how different she was from them yet they were so similar in so many ways. Just maybe probably in different levels.

"Your mum said that I sleep with you for the night. If you wouldn't mind." Hermione smiled at Ginny.

"Of course I wouldn't!" Ginny jumped excitedly and took Hermione's hands and jumped with her in a very girlish manner.

"We can do so much things together! I can fix your hair, and you can tell me about the muggle world!" They continued jumping together while giggling in circles.

"So that does this mean we can be friends?" Hermioe couldn't help but grin.

"Friends? Why not be best friends?" Then they both giggled so much that they fell to the bed.

Ginny sat up and smiled at Hermione.

"You're officially my first friend, whose a girl, Hermione." Hermione sat up too and smiled at Ginny.

"You are too." Then they spent the whole night talking about girly things then Hermione had accidentally slipped about having a tensy weensy crush on Fred.

So Ginny drilled her with questions. Like how they had first met and the stolen glances they give to each other. It was good that Hermione finally had someone to confide her feelings with, and she didn't know why, but she her little crush on Fred got just a tiny bit bigger.

"I think he likes you!" Ginny exclaimed.

"Really? You think he does? It could, but he couldn't be. We're friends. But friends don't look at each other like that. Maybe it's just because of he thinks I'm weird! But he is a lot closer to me than George is, and-" Ginny's giggle cut off Hermione's rambling and she started to blush from embaressment.

"George was right, you are the rambling girl." Ginny giggled.

"What do you mean?" Hermione raised a curious brow.

"Well, Fred and George always owled us about you of course but George told me that he's been crushing on a friend of theirs. He called her rambling girl." Ginny's eyes lit up in excitement. Whilst Hermione's jaws dropped and she was utterly shocked.

"Really? Is that true?"

"Why don't you ask him tomorrow? I'll help you!" Ginny's happiness was infectious like Fred and George's and she couldn't help but smile to.

"You'll do that, for me?"

"Of course I would! Wouldn't be a right friend if I didn't." Then Hermione hugged Ginny. Ginny returned the hug and let go with a giggle.

"But there is one condition, make them two." Ginny looked at the floor from embaressment before looking at Hermione again.

"Anything." Hermione said softly.

"Can you help me get closer to Harry? You know if it's alright. As friends of course!" Ginny started to become defensive.

Hermione couldn't help but let out a happy laugh.

"You like Harry don't you?"

"No! I just think he's really cool and being friends with him would be like, I don't like explaining these kind of things okay?" Ginny said defensively. Hermione sat beside Ginny and patted her back.

"S'alright Ginny, I help you with Harry, you help me with Fred. Deal?" Hermione beamed at her and Ginny returned her with a very joyful smile.

"Deal." They intersected their pinkies and made the deal official by the pinky swear.

"It's getting really, really late. I think we need to sleep." Ginny yawned and nodded as agreement to Hermione.

There was another bed in front of them and Ginny had arranged it a while ago for her. Hermione walked to the bed and lied down peacefully, only feeling the tiredness now.

Ginny closed the light then lied down her bed as well.

"Night Ginny."

"Night Hermione."

Just as Hermione closed her eyes Ginny spoke to her.

"Erm, Hermione, and the other condition."

"Yeah?"

"If he does like you, don't hurt my brother. He may seem like a pain the arse sometimes, but he's a soft and- just don't hurt him."

"Of course Ginny. Never." As she said that Ginny fell asleep immediately and snored. Hermione laughed quietly and closed her eyes.

It was awkward talking about well, crushes like that. Especially if your crush happened to be your girl friend's brother. She was young but she had never felt like this before. But she didn't think of that much anymore as she fell asleep.

It had been a very long night.

~.~

It was 2 in the morning and Fred just couldn't sleep. He tumbled over and over again in the bed trying to look for a comfy spot. He was making a ruckus and a lot of noise that could've woken up George up minutes ago, but George was in deep slumber.

Fred intended on making such noise to wake up George. He twisted and made a rather loud noise, but all George did was turn around and snore.

"Looks like we're going to have to do it the nasty way." Fred smirked mischievously.

He stood up from his bed and went through his bedside table and opened the drawer to get the muggle torch his father gave him. He knew it was useful, why not use it now eh?

He slowly crept to George's bed and lit the torch above his chin to give an evil aura. He opened his eyes in a creepy manner and smiled like a joker. He slid George's blanket slowly and moved his face closer to George.

When George's eyes opened the slightest, Fred screamed, "BOO!"

George didn't react and just blink over and over again before saying, "Shove off Fred." Then pulled the blankets over him and promptly went back to sleep with his brows furrowed.

Fred closed the torch and sighed in defeat. He climbed back up his bed and tucked himself in his blankets.

Fred just wanted to wake George up to tell him the object of his distractions from sleep. He couldn't stop thinking of brown curly hair, of lavender and vanilla, of soft milky skin. So he figured out that the only way he could sleep was not to stop thinking of the object but go along with the object.

He was telling everything to George tomorrow, or else he might burst out.

Fred smiled at the thought and finally fell to sleep, dreaming of holding hands with the object of his distractions.

A/N: Hope you liked it. ^-^ And could I ask a teensy-weensy favor from you? I wrote a songfic for ILoveRomance2011 and it's entitled Last Kiss. You know, just check it out and leave a teensy-weensy review.

Could've uploaded it loooong ago but my mom kept making me do silly things muggles do called 'chores'. Psssh.

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