A/N: Hi everyone! April here again :) Sorry this took so long! I feel really bad! Anyways, thanks to all of you who subscribed to my story and reviewed! Now, without further ado, here is chapter two.

Disclaimer: No, I don't own Harry Potter. **cries**

An Accident

Chapter Two

I must confess

When I wear this dress

I feel like dancing

The whole night with you

And when I do

Do, do, do, do, do

I feel so happy

I'm stuck on you

'Cause you are the one I could see having fun with

Not just for the night but for the rest of my life

And you are the one I could never be done with

I want you tonight and for the rest of my life

The crew headed out to the parking lot of King's Cross, and to the car that awaited them. "Alright, everybody in!" called Mr. Weasley. Everyone piled in the rented car, and they were off. The whole car ride to the Burrow, everyone was talking about what they would be doing later that night. Hermione had "accidentally" wound up sitting next to Fred and was discussing what they wanted to do at the party later. "I assume you'll be dancing with Ron, yeah?" Fred asked suddenly. Hermione looked at him with surprise. She had forgot no one else knew about what Ron had done to her, and she wasn't sure she was ready to disappoint anyone yet. She knew that everyone loved them together; almost as if they were supposed to be together. But Hermione knew that Ron just wasn't right for her, and that they were supposed to remain just friends.

"Well..."

"Alright, gang, we're here!" an older voice interrupted hers before she could finish. Mr. Weasley's voice rose above all the others. The voices drew down to a din as the car rounded about the driveway of the Burrow. Everyone scrambled to get out. Hermione laughed at the craziness, and was one of the last to get out.

"Hey Hermione, come on!" Harry shouted from the front door. Hermione waved him off, but she wasn't looking where she stepped and slipped on her way out the car, falling backwards.

"Woah, there! Easy, Hermione, the party's not going anywhere." Hermione looked up in surprise at Fred's smiling face, finding herself in his arms. She gave a shaky laugh, trying to control her fluttering heart. She eased herself up with Fred's assistance, and brushed her hands on her jeans even though she had no dirt on them. She turned around and looked at him, trying as hard as she could to fight the blush that was rising in her cheeks.

"Thanks."

He bowed. "I am at your humble assistance, m'lady." She laughed and gave him a playful nudged as he came up out of his position. He laughed as well, and winked at her as he made his way up to the house. Hermione could see that excitement was already brewing by how everyone was running about getting everything ready for tonight.

Wait.

Had Fred just winked at her?

She shook it off. She knew it was just a friendly wink, and nothing more.

She sighed, and made her way around to the back of the Burrow. The inside was too crazy and crowded for her. Mrs, Weasley was putting up a tent that seemed entirely too big for just herself to do.

"Need some help?" Hermione asked as she made her way over to the struggling witch. "Oh yes, dear, that would be wonderful." Hermione pulled her wand out and helped Mrs. Weasley put the finishing touches on the tent. She stepped back to admire her work.

"Hmm...there's something missing.." she muttered to herself.

"What's that, dear?"

"I was just saying how it needs something else. Maybe some lights of some sort?"

"Do whatever you like, dear. I'm going to check on the hooligans inside."

Hermione laughed as Mrs. Weasley walked back inside.

"Oh, Ginny dear, please help Hermione with the decorations."

"Yes, mum." Ginny replied as she made her way out the door. "Hey, 'Mione! Don't try to do everything yourself!" Hermione turned around and smiled at her best girlfriend as Ginny made her way over to her.

"Come on, let's make it pretty."

"You're so weird."

"And proud of it!" Ginny exclaimed as she raised her wand.

Hermione laughed. Tonight was going to be a lot of fun.

Fred walked inside the Burrow, still in a daze. He has just caught Hermione in his arms. And he was pretty sure she had blushed afterwards.

He shook it off. She was just embarrassed. That was it.

"Hey, Freddie! A little help here?"

"Coming, Georgie!"

Fred made his way into the kitchen where his twin was already awaiting him, staring out the window.

"What do you need help with?"

George smirked, and then pulled Fred over to the window. "That was just an excuse to get you over here so you can watch Hermione. You're welcome."

"Shh, George! Not so loud! Someone will hear you!"

"Yeah, I'm sure the nargles will gladly tell the whole world your feelings for Hermione."

Fred gave him a look. "Shut up."

George laughed. "Are you gonna ask her to dance tonight?"

Fred gave him a no, duh look. "Obviously. Unless Ron has her for the whole night."

George sighed and patted his brother on the back. "Oh, Fred, Fred, Fred. You're so naive." He turned away from his twin and started walking out of the kitchen. "I expect to see you two dancing all night long! Oh, hey Gin." Fred continued to stare out the window at his mum and Hermione, all the while not noticing that Ginny was right behind him.

"You are such a chicken."

Fred nearly jumped a foot in the air. "Merlin, Ginny don't scare me like that! And exactly how am I a chicken?"

"You should just ask her out already, Fred. I mean, come on! If I can notice it, she can too."

"Yeah, but you live with me."

Ginny waved him away. "Doesn't mean anything." Fred glanced out the window again to see his mum making her way inside.

"That's my cue. Gotta go, loverboy." And with that Ginny turned around and out of the house.

"Oh, Ginny dear, please help Hermione with the decorations."

"Yes mum."

Fred's eyes traveled back to the window where his sister was making her way over to Hermione. His eyes widened in shock as he realized that his sister, the one who knew his secret, was making her way over to Hermione and talking to her.

Oh, this was not going to be good.

"Fred, dear, would you please go find George and help him with whatever he's doing?" Mrs. Weasley asked as she made her way into the kitchen.

Fred turned around and looked at her. "Really mum?"

"I just don't want you doing nothing while everyone else is helping out for tonight."

He sighed. "Yes, mum.

"So what are you going to wear tonight?" Ginny asked Hermione as they put the finishing touches on the tent. Hermione thought it looked rather brilliant.

There were regular Christmas lights on the edge of the tent. Ginny had done that bit. Hermione had gotten different colored lamps to float around, creating a fun atmosphere but at the same time creating one that was serious.

"I'm actually not quite sure. I don't really have anything appropriate." Hermione replied with a look at Ginny. Ginny just laughed, grabbed Hermione by the arm and dragged her towards the house.

"Hey!" Hermione protested, but Ginny ignored her. She ran up the stairs into the room that Hermione was sharing with her, and immediately started looking through her closet.

"We need to find you the perfect dress to wear for tonight."

"Um, no offense Gin, if you don't mind me asking, why?"

Ginny stopped rustling through her closet and looked at Hermione. "Really?"

Hermione had no idea what was going on. "I'm serious."

Ginny groaned. "I can't really tell you, you just need to look your best for tonight, okay? Okay."

Hermione sighed. There was just no arguing with Ginny. She looked up at the clock. It was already 5, and people were supposed to start coming around six thirty. She had an hour and a half to get ready, which she knew she could handle.

An hour later, Hermione was standing in the room she would be sharing with Ginny for the next couple of months, in front of a full length mirror. She and Ginny had managed to take one of Hermione's dark blue shirts and transform it into a dress. They had made the length to about mid-thigh, and tiered the length. The sleeves were transformed into a sleeveless top. Ginny had managed to work a miracle on Hermione's hair, and it was half up half down, with small ringlets around her head. Ginny had noted that she and Hermione were both the same shoe size, and had found black, three inch heels for her to wear.

"Twirl."

Hermione did as she was asked, twirling in front of the mirror and Ginny. Ginny clapped her hands and squealed. "You look perfect!"

"And who exactly am I looking perfect for?"

Ginny smiled. "You'll see in half an hour."

A/N: And that is where chapter two ends! Ah! Hi, everyone! Cookies to you all :P Anyway, this chapter was kinda just word vomit. Bleh. The song in the beginning was Stuck On You by Meiko. Go check her out, she's pretty awesome :D. Anyway, I'm already writing chapter three, and I promise you won't have to wait as long as you did this one!