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"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 11: Wrong Timings

The first day of classes had gone pretty good. Well, at least for Hermione. She impressed Professor Lockhart quite nicely by getting full marks on his full quiz. She was quite proud of herself. She ignored all of Harry & Ron and the twins' snarky comment about him.

They were rubbish. Just look at all of the great things he have done! It even says so in his books.

Even the attack of the Cornish pixies didn't even disturb her fit of happiness now. Except Fred. It was dinner and Fred was ignoring her. She had no idea why he was, but as of what she remembers, she never really did anything to annoy him.

In fact, whenever they had silly fights, they always just shrugged it off and laughed about it. It had never gotten to this point.

At the Gryffindor table, Fred and George were sitting in front of her as usual. She did everything to get Fred's attention. She even kept asking him silly things, but his answer would either be 'Ask George.' or 'I don't know'. And sometimes he even acted as if she didn't hear him at all.

"Fred, do you know what time it is?" Hermione was desperate now.

"Ask George." Not looking up from his plate to look at Hermione. But she didn't ask George whilst George looked at them back and forth.

"I was wondering if you could help me with my... Defence homework." Hermione really hoped Fred answer her now as he looked up from his plate to Hermione with a frown.

"Why don't you ask him yourself since you're so inlove with him?" Fred said bitterly then looked at his plate again to eat furiously.

How could Fred say that? Tears had started to form on her eyes and then she started to run away from the Great Hall, her hands covering her face.

"Fred, that was really mean. Even for our standards." George told Fred seriously.

"I don't care. Gotta get more sense back to that woman." Fred muttered bitterly and stabbed his spoon on his pudding cup making it jump spatters of chocolate on George's face. George rubbed it with his hand annoyingly and ordered Fred, "Look at me man! You're the one who needs getting sense back!" George took both of Fred's shoulders and wiggled him violently.

George's words finally sunk in to Fred after a few seconds. After a few blinks, he snapped.

"I made Hermione cry, oh Merlin, I made Hermione cry!" Fred rubbed his head in annoyance and kicked the floor in annoyance. He stood up and walked fastly to the Gryffindor dormitories muttering, 'gotta say sorry, what was I thinking? Oh Merlin.'

This series of events happen to be a lot similar to the events that occured last year, George thought. Lee then sat beside him and said, "Jealousy IS a deadly sin." And nodded his head.

~.~

Fred ran in front of the Fat Lady then said, "Wattlebird!" He shouted while panting. The Fat Lady, with an annoyed look on his face opened the door then Fred ran inside still panting, he rested for a bit then ran towards the stairs to the girls' dormitories. As he stepped his foot on the first step of the stairs, the stairs became a slide making Fred slip.

"Ow!" Fred rubbed his bottom which had received the pain of the fall.

"Hey Fred, need help?" He looke up and saw his fellow Quidditch team mate, Angelina Johnson.

"Yeah." She laughed and offered her hand to him and he accepted it and stood up.

"There must be something wrong with your stairs." Fred shook his head and looked at the stairs.

"There's nothing wrong, it did it's role perfectly. To prevent boys from getting up." Angelina laughed at Fred and patted him on the back then went up the stairs.

Bugger, he was going to fix this tomorrow, he was going to sleep on the couch in the common room and the first he'll do in the morning when he wakes up is ask forgiveness from Hermione.

And that's what he did.

He studied and did his homework there then changed in his pajama bottoms then fell asleep. He was going to fix things, and he was determined to do that. No matter what.

~.~

Hermione was crying in her bed thinking of what Fred said. It hurt her bad, but what hurt her more was the fact that Fred didn't even follow her when she cried.

Did he not care anymore? What did she do to make this happen? All of those thoughts just made her cry more. But enough with the crying, she was better than this. She sat up and wiped her eyes to rid off of the tears. She was going to fix this.

She stood up and fixed her hair and adjusted her clothes when she remembered, she had to do her homework! She immediately returned to her bad and rummaged through her bag then did her homework. She was going to fix this tomorrow.

~.~

Hermione woke up earlier than her usual wake-up time and did her daily morning routine, still having plenty of time to spare, she ran to the boys' dormitories. She ran so fast that she didn't even notice Fred who was sleeping on the couch.

As she was running up the stairs, she had bumped into someone and saw that it was Oliver Wood.

"Good morning O-"

"Hi." Oliver was in a rush and going down the stairs faster than Hermione was running up, she just shook his head then continued her journey up.

Fred was dreaming of a lovely scene of Hermione and him cuddling together in the Black Lake watching the sunset when somebody shook him and disturbed his dream.

"Wuzzgoinon?" He sat up and muttered groggily and looked over to whoever had destroyed his slumber.

"Quidditch practice!" said Wood. "Come on!"

Fred squinted his eyes and looked at one of the windows of the common room. There was a thin mist hanging across the pink-and-gold sky. Now that he was awake, he couldn't understand how he could have slept through the racket the birds were making.

"Oliver," Fred croaked. "It's the crack of dawn. Mum's not even awake at this time."

"Exactly," said Wood. He was a tall and burly sixth year and, at the moment, his eyes were gleaming with a crazed enthusiasm. "It's part of our new training program. Come on, grab your broom, and let's go," said Wood heartily.

"None of the other teams have started training yet; we're going to be first off the mark this year -"

yawning and shivering slightly, Fred climbed out of bed.

"Good man," said Wood. "Meet you on the field in fifteen minutes."

"But I have plane Oliver!" Fred shouted towards Oliver but he had just come out of the Fat Lady's portrait.

With an exhausted sigh, he shook his head and walked out of the common room to follow Oliver, Hermione was his priority now, more than Quidditch.

~.~

Hermione entered Fred, George, Lee, and some other blokes' shared room quietly, careful to not wake up the others.

She looked over and saw that all of the bed's hangings were closed except for one, and it was Fred's. She was sure of it as she saw a Weasley jumper with the letter F hanging over the bedside table.

Why wasn't Fred here? He opened the hangings of the next bed, knowing that this was George's because of the countless times she had been here.

"George- Ahhh!" Hermione flew her hands over her eyes as she saw George changing into his Quidditch robes.

"Hermione! You could've warned me!"

"Sorry, I didn't know promise!"

"You can look now." Hermione removed her hands and found George still changing his robes. "Ahhh!" She flew her hands back and turned around the laughing form of George. "Ugh, that wasn't funny!"

"T'was funny for me." George laughed. Lee opened the hangings of his bed and threw a pillow at him hard, "Keep it down will you? Some of us happen to sleep!" With that, he closed the hangings roughly and fell back to sleep.

George dragged Hermione out of their room since she still had her eyes covered by her hands and closed the door quietly.

"You can honestly take them off now." George rolled his eyes. Hermione slid her hands down slowly ang gave out a relieved sigh.

"George, where's Fred?"

"He slept in the common room."

"What?"

"No time to explain, he's probably off to the Quidditch pitch. Wood must've told him already. Come on, I have his broom and his robes." Then they ran out of the Fat Lady's portrait.

~.~

Fred had finally reached the Quidditch pitch timing, he squatted to rest his fast heartbeat and shouted. "Oi Captain!" Oliver turned around and a scowl immediately grew on his face. "Fred! Where's your broom? Why aren't you wearing your clothes."

"Cause I had other plans!"

"Then do them later!"

"Give me 10 minutes okay?" Oliver thought for a moment before reluctantly yelling, "Hurry!"

This made Fred smile then he ran back to the common room. His mind was so focused in running that he forgot to use a hidden passageway.

~.~

They both had gotten to the Quidditch pitch fastly by going through a hidden passageway. George immediately ran up to Oliver and asked him, "Oliver, seen Fred?"

"He just told me had plans! Ugh, get him back here in 5 minutes, NOW!" George got scared of his persona, Hermione as well. Then ran back to the Gryffindor common room going through the same hidden passageway. "That nutter he is!" Hermione heard George mutter as they were running.

While Hermione just thought, such wrong timing.

~.~

Fred asked Lavender Brown who just came down the girls' dormitories. "Hermione up yet?" Sure that she would know since she was one of her roommates.

"She's been up since earlier actually." Parvati Patil said suddenly coming up behind Lavender.

"She went to find you actually or George, or Fred if you're George. I don't really know." Lavender shrugged and Parvati just shook her head.

"Thanks!" Fred muttered as he shook his head in annoyance and went to the Fat Lady's portrait again. Such wrong timing! He thought.

Hermione and George were running so fast towards the Fat Lady's portrait and didn't have to stop because it automatically open, much to their surprise.

They were running when George immediately came to a halt because there was a person coming out, Hermione didn't because she didn't have the same skill George had. "Ahhhh!"

Then she bumped to the person coming out and fell above that body. She looked up and saw that it was Fred.

"Fred!" "Hermione!" They both said together at the same time. And hugged each other there on the floor, "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" They both muttered and held each other closely. It was a beautiful moment and Fred loved every second of it.

And George just had to ruin the moment.

"Oi lovebirds, don't snog in front of the portrait!" George then held his stomach from laughter.

Fred laughed with him and Hermione too. Hermione looked at Fred and blushed realizing she was still on top of him. Fred just grinned so big it made her blush more, she then stood up and helped Fred stand up.

They laughed along with George, all troubles forgetten. She loved these two even though they were nutters. Her and Fred apologizing and forgiving might have taken a lot of wrong timings, but at least now, all was well.

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