{Hermione's POV}
I stormed off. Honestly, those to boys are never going to learn. They just need to read "Hogwarts: A History" and we would save loads of time skipping over ridiculous, impossible ideas. I couldn't even get to the marble staircase before I was pulled behind a suit of are I reached for my wand then realized that my hands were restrained by two strong arms. I tried to turn and he whispered in my ear
"Shhh, love, don't scream and I won't no one gets hurt."
My heart flipped at the sound of his voice. I said to him
"I really don't have time, Fred, I have to go find out how that absolute cow is getting her information," I strained not to sound whiney
He let me go and put his arm over my shoulder knowing that my hand we still sore from that pus
"I'll come with you, it's no trouble. I just wanted to see your beautiful face."
We walked to the library, and I found a book called Enchanted Eavesdropping, it didn't have much, but having Fred drawing patterns on my leg under the table didn't exactly help me focus.
The Easter holidays came. Thankfully, The Weasley's stayed behind with Harry and I. I kept researching magical method of eavesdropping, but only when Fred wasn't around. He was such a distraction. At the end of the holiday when Mrs. Weasley's easter eggs arrive a stared sadly at mine and asked Ron if his mum read that god awful magazine Witch Weekly. He said she does and I moped a little after seeing my small easter egg, she must believe what Rita Skeeter is writing. I snuck up to Fred's dorm when I knew Ron wasn't looking and found Fred and George sitting on their respective beds.
George looked up, saw my face and laughed a bit at it.
"Who put your panties in a twist?" he shot at me
Fred threw a pillow at him
"What's wrong?" He asked as I sat between his legs and he put his arms around my waist
"Ha! Your mother thinks I'm a tramp!" his reaction was instant
He stood up, almost knocking me off the bed in the process, his face red and his eyes flaming
"Did she write that to you?!" Fred yelled at me
George looked a little bit embarrassed by Fred's behavior
"No, she sent me a small Easter egg after reading that article about me dating and cheating on Harry."
"This is because of a small easter egg?" he seemed to say that while chuckling, his face was slowly returning to normal
"Well, no it's what the small easter egg symbolises."
"The small easter egg symbolises something?" he continued
"Yes, that your mother thinks I am a tramp!" I slightly shouted
I could feel the tears coming. No one realised what it meant except me.
"It means that your mother doesn't like me, that she believes what their saying! That she'll be furious if or when we tell her that we're together."
I finished my rant, pulled my knees to my head and sat there until Fred and George came over and both comforted me. George had his arm around my shoulder and Fred kissed me on the cheek
"You know, Hermione" The said together
"What?" I asked
"It doesn't really matter-" Fred said
"Who does," George continued
"Or doesn't like you," Fred put in
"'Cause you'll always be our," George carried on
"Favourite girl," they finished together
"I love you guys!" She cried and threw her arms around them
"You're not to bad yourself, Granger." They said together. And I felt much better.