A/N: I've been kind of inspired lately, hopefully there will be more that just one chapter added.

Chapter 4: The Talk

Hermione walked into the Great Hall and sat across from Ron who shot daggers at her.

"What's wrong with him?" She asked Ginny spooning eggs onto her plate.

"He's convinced something's going on between you and Bill." Ginny responded looking at Hermione out of the corner of her eye.

"What do you mean?" Hermione asked looking at her red-head friend. "You mean, because I had a question for Bill all of the sudden I fancy him?!"

All Ginny could do was nod, and looking at Harry didn't help either because he nodded as well. Ron went on glaring at Hermione.

"Honestly Ronald, grow up." She huffed and picked up her bag and walked towards the door.

"Really Ron?" Ginny said getting up and following her older friend. She walked towards the library and found her outside the door. "Mione, I'm sorry Ron is such a dolt but I can't say I disagree with him."

"Not you too!" She groaned closing the book she had been reading.

Ginny shrugged her shoulders. "I can totally understand it though, I mean he is rugged and very handsome, but that's as far as I go talking about my brothers looks." She moved in front of Hermione and held out a hand. "He's very responsible," she put a finger down. "He's successful, he was amazing at school, he's nice, and very organized." Ginny rested her hand on her hip. "In fact, he's you in an older, Weasley, male body."

"Actually, I think that's Percy." Hermione corrected.

"True, but Bill is like Perce, just not as stuck up. He's way more fun." Ginny nodded.

Hermione hesitated before sighing. "I guess he is like Percy. But that doesn't mean I like him." The curly haired girl nodded and walked away towards her first class of the day: Potions.

Bill sat in his office after Hermione left thinking about what had just occurred while finishing his muffin.

So she does have a crush on one of my brothers…but which one? She wouldn't tell me! There's no way it's Ron, or the twins…Percy maybe?

His thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door.

"Come in." He took his feet off the desk as the door opened and a Revenclaw girl walked in. "Can I help you?" Bill asked.

"Uhm, well, I was wondering: are you related to the other Weasley kids in this school? Ron and Ginny?" The girls cheeks were tinted pink.

"Yes I am. Why do you ask?" A small smirk evident on his unshaven face.

"A couple of my friends and I were just wondering." She thanked him and walked out, leaving the door open for Ginny to walk in.

"What did you do to that girl? She was blushing like mad." Ginny sat down and leaned forward, elbows resting on her brother's desk. "So, what did you and Hermione talk about earlier?"

"I told you, she had a question for me, she needed advice." He shuffled around papers looking at a few of the notes that had been left for him. "Why does it matter anyway?"

"It doesn't, I was just curious." Ginny admitted playing with a piece of her hair.

Bill focused on her, smiling again. "You're up to something; now tell me what it is."

"Why is it that every time I ask a simple question, I'm up to something?" She asked exasperated.

"Because you take after Fred and George," Bill laughed. "Also, you play with your hair when you're thinking of something to do."

His booming laughter filled the room and was soon joined by Ginny's lighter laugh.

"Shouldn't you be on your way to class anyway Gin? I know I should." Bill gathered his papers, book, and notes ushering his little sister out of the room. "I'll see you later today, and don't expect special treatment." He called over his shoulder hearing his sisters laugh bounce off the wall before he rounded the corner.

Upon entering his classroom he noticed one girl sitting in the front row.

"It looks like we have another Hermione on our hands." He joked making his way to his desk.

The girl jumped and whipped around. "I'm sorry, the room was open and I had some time to myself before class started."

"No need to apologize," Bill said holding up his hand. "Being like Hermione is a good thing, trust me."

A few more students had filtered into the room finding seats; it was a class of Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw third years. When all the students had made their way in Bill could easily see who would pass the class and who would simply be a presence in the room.

"Hello all, my name is Bill Weasley and I'll be teaching you for the rest of the year."

"Obviously," one of the kids in the back said.

"Yes, obviously sorry for insulting your intelligence, perhaps you can tell me what you've already gone over?" There was silence as Bill leaned against the front of his desk. "Obviously, you're having trouble so I'll just go off the notes the temporary professor left me." The girls in the room giggled as Bill quickly read off the parchment and went on with the lesson.

Hermione sat down in the potions room next to Harry. "Is Ronald still having a tiff about me merely talking to his older brother?"

"It's not that you were talking, it's what you were talking about that he's worried about." Harry clarified quietly.

"I ask someone for advice one time and suddenly I fancy them, what has this world come to?" She asked flipping her book open to the lesson of the day.

Class went slowly after that and only got worse when Ron remembered that their second class was defense against the dark arts.

"I suppose you'll want to sit up front Mione?" He asked sarcastically.

"Oh shut it Ron, you know I don't mind sitting in the back." She snapped back sitting next to the window in the back row.

"Hey guys, I'm your new professor but you already knew that, so just practice the defensive charms the temporary professor explained to you." Bill walked in with a mug of coffee and set it on his desk going through papers from his fourth years.

The students all shrugged and found a partner to work with. Practicing for the next hour or so before Bill dismissed them.

"Ron, you realize that Hermione didn't look at Bill once during class, and he didn't look at her. There's nothing going on between them!" Harry said as they made their way to Charms, Hermione had left for Ancient Ruins so they were free to talk about it.

"I dunno Harry; just something feels weird like she might end up fancying him or something. I mean, I know we were never really 'together' but even as her best friend I feel protective over her." They got to class and tuned our Flitwick's shrill voice. "I just don't feel like one of my brothers would be good for her."

Harry chewed on his quill. "But think about it, would you want Fred or George with her?" Ron shook his head vigorously. "So think of it this way, if anything did happen between them, Bill's a great guy, and he would treat Hermione right. They're practically the same person anyway!" This made Ron laugh a little bit, earning a stern look from the professor.

"I guess I should apologize, shouldn't I?" Ron whispered. Harry nodded yes.

After class they met up with Hermione before Transfiguration.

"Mione, I'm really sorry about everything, I got carried away with my imagination." Ron's ears were pink.

"It's fine, I just hate when you get jealous and flustered about stupid rumors like this." Hermione admitted. "But I understand." She smiled and took out her book ready to take notes.

A/N: Wow, I don't really like this chapter, but I hope you do and hopefully it'll take the story farther!