Chapter 13 -Fred
(A/N - Im SO sorry i havent been able to post sooner, but between school and my friends and family i havent been able to fit it in. I hope you like this, its kinda rushed, but enjoy :) ^_^
My heart was thumping. Hermione? Getting to fourth base? What?! She was too... Hermione. She was quiet, innocent, nerdy and different from any other girl i had ever met. I didn't think she would have it in her.
I looked over a George. His eyebrows were raised and he was sitting up straight. Ron looked like he was going to cry. Harry looked impressed but kinda pissed. Ginny looked baffled. That didn't make any sense. Why wouldn't have Hermione told Ginny before this?
Hermione kept her head down, her hair falling over her face. She looked like that girl from that Muggle film George and I saw in Muggle London. My stomach bubbled angrily. I wanted to punch her "summer fling". How dare he take her innocence so early?! Ginny coughed and leaned over to the bottle. "Okay," she said "Let's go again!" She twisted the bottle and it whizzed around. It seemed ages until it landed slowly on George, bottom facing Harry. George smiled, a slow, evil smile. Harry looked terrified. "Okay, Potter." said my twin, relaxing again. "Snog anyone in the group" "You didn't ask truth or dare!" exclaimed Harry, pleading with George with his eyes. "Are you forfeiting?" said George, twisting an imaginary moustache." In that case-" "OKAY! Okay, I'll do it!" yelped . "Wise move" I said, nodding. George's forfeits were cruel and merciless. And once you went in, you weren't out. "Once, as a forfeit, I was dared to propose to Angelina Johnson. Easy enough? No. I had to do it naked." There was a silence, and laughter erupted. Ginny and Hermione were leaning on each other for support, and Harry was lying on the ground. Ron was laughing half-heartedly. He was probably thinking of the dares George had given him.
George clapped his hands and yelled, "CMON HARRY" Harry sighed,and crawled over to Hermione and Ginny. He scratched the back of his neck, and looked up to the ceiling. He looked down, looked between the girls, and started to lean towards Hermione. I clenched my fists and winced, but she crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow. He changed tack and dived towards Ginny. They kissed, and Ginny's eyes rolled to the back of her head. She brought her hand to his face. They sort of entwined, oblivious to our presence. Hermione was smirking, joy in her eyes. I was happy for them, I really was, but it was so weird watching my little sister grow up.
I hadn't noticed Ron so far. He stormed up to the pair, ripped them apart and pulled Harry to his feet. He pulled his fist back to punch Harry, but Hermione jumped between them a screamed, "RON! IF YOU DARE TOUCH HARRY I WILL TELL YOUR MOTHER!" Everyone gasped, and Harry smiled gratefully at Hermione. Ron glared murderously at Harry. "Don't talk to me ever again. I mean it." He snapped, and stormed out of the room. George and Ginny followed him out. Harry, Hermione and I stood still in the room. Hermione and Harry were communicating silently. She raised an eyebrow, he shrugged, she gasped, he sighed. I hadn't seen a friendship like it. Eventually, I couldn't stand it. "What are we gonna do now? Ron hates Harry, Harry likes Ginny, Ginny hates Ron, Ron wants to protect Ginny. And all this is happening under one roof." Harry looked uncomfortable, but Hermione nodded. "It's a dilemma all right. But Harry, do NOT ignore Ginny, whatever you do. Explain the situation to her when Ron is gone." "Why don't you do it?" whined Harry," You're her best friend!" Hermione sighed, rolled her eyes and left without saying anything. Harry and I were left. He looked at me pleadingly. "No...NO! I'm not talking to her!" Harry grumbled and left into the garden. I heard him yelp as he encountered a gnome. I sighed and left upstairs. Ginny and Hermione were whispering in their room. I couldn't hear anything from Ron's room, but i could hear shuffling from George and I's room. I went in, and George was cleaning up the ingredients from our Nosebleed Nougats. He was thinking about something else though, I could tell.
I just stayed in the bedroom for the rest of the day. There wasn't much point doing anything else, as the house was so tense. When the rest of the family returned, we pretended nothing had happened. When night came, i went straight to bed. As i fell asleep, images of Hermione in her bathing suit drifted across my mind...
(A/N Tension... :O Please review your opinion, and what i should do next? Im thinking of putting some action in, so leave me some of the fruits of your imagination :) )