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Okay, so i had alot of fun writing this chapter. i loved writing it so that George and Hermione have a special bond. my favourite part of the chapter is when Ron and Hermione have a MAJIOR fight. JadeNyx took a look at my story, and she liked it. i can't wait to see what you guys think of this chapter.

Chapter 4: The Reunion

(HPOV)

"George?"

"Hermione, I can't believe Ron would do this," George said to me, yet still looking at Ron. Boy if looks could kill, even Ron's ashes wouldn't be around. Mental note: NEVER, EVER get George Weasly mad.

"George, please. What did he do?"

"He looked at your letters." This time George's gaze burned on me, but instead of disgust, his gaze showed sympathy, and concern. My eyes widened, and I could feel tears on the brink of falling. In two strides, George strode over to me and pulled me into his embrace. But even though I relaxed against George, the only person who I wanted to hug was Spencer. I wanted him to pull me close, and assure me that everything was going to be fine. I let go of George, and turned to Ron.

"Did you really do that Ron?" He nodded. "Why? Are you jealous?" I saw him twitch.

"Yeah, I am jealous Hermione." Ron said quietly.

"But, why?" I regretted saying that, as soon as it was out of my mouth.

"Hmmmm…lets see." Ron said sarcastically. He stood up, and towered over me. "I don't know, maybe it's because this, Spencer." He sneered at the name. "Only sees you during the summer. Harry and I see you during all of the school year."

"So?" I interrupted him angrily. "It's not like I don't write to you during the summer!" I took a step towards Ron.

"So? SO? I thought that you liked me!" spluttered Ron. His eyes widened when he realized he said that. Only for a second though. "Harry and I know you much better then Spencer." He took a breath.

"Ron don't bring me into this." Harry warned him.

The warning didn't register I guess, because Ron just kept on yelling. "Who saved you from a fully grown, adult mountain troll? Harry and me. Who brought you things when you were in the Hospital Wing? Me and Harry." He kept yelling maniac things. My patience was growing thin, and my temper was rising. Finally, the thing that made me snap was when he said, "Who defended you, when Malfoy called you a Mudblood?"

Everyone gasped as I walked up to Ron, drew back my hand, and slapped him across the face. "Don't you dare say another word, Ron Weasly. Don't you dare." I said harshly. Ron's mouth opened again, and again I slapped him. "Spencer knows me so much better then you do." I hissed. "Do you want to know how I know that?" Ron nodded his head. My temper flared. "Okay. What's my mum's name?" I challenged.

Ron opened his mouth to reply, but nothing came out. He closed it. Then after a few minutes, he said weakly, "Diana?"

I slapped him. "NO! You don't even know my mum's name! It's Stephanie!" I screeched. "Do you know how long I have known Spencer?"

Ron said firmly. "Three years." He looked so confident.

"You fucking…damn it, you don't know shit! I have known Spencer since we were babies!" I seethed. I brought my hand back and slapped Rona hard. Harder then I thought, because, Ron lunged at me swearing.

"YOU BITCH!" Ron came at me, but I moved quickly out of the way. Turning he tried to punch me, but I blocked it and punched him in the stomach. It didn't stop Ron from coming at me and grabbing me by the throat. "You think you can get away that easily? Better think again." He squeezed harder.

Spots were coming into my vision. I couldn't even get a tiny bit of air into my lungs. The only thing I could think of doing to Ron, was sacking him. Behind the spots, I could barely see Fred and George, along with Lee Jordan, trying to pull Ron off me. With the last of my strength, I kicked Ron hard in the groin. I could feel his hands letting go, before I slipped into the brink of unconsciousness.

(SPOV)

Well, this is interesting. I was sitting in the backseat of the Granger's mini-van. We were on our way to be at King's Cross Station for Hermione's pickup.

Mrs. Granger, Stephanie, turned around in her seat to look at me. "Now remember, they will appear as if from nowhere." She reminded me. "Oh, I know Hermione is so excited for you to be coming with you to pick her up."

Something was flying outside the van window. "Ummmm…Stephanie? Is that an owl?"

"My gosh! It is Erowl. Can you open the window, Spencer?"

"Sure. No problem." As soon as I opened the window, Erowl flew into the van, and landed in a pile of feathers in my lap. I saw a letter attached to his leg. Quickly I pulled it off, and then set Erowl into the seat next to me. The poor guy looked like he could use a rest. He gave a hoot, and closed his eyes.

I opened the letter, and nearly choked.

Spencer.

Hey! This is George Weasly. Well, I guess I had better tell you that Hermione is lying beside me…unconscious. Don't worry. OH! There, she's awake. When we get to the station, I will explain everything.

Anyways it'll be great to meet you mate. Heard so much about you. Too bad we are (as in us Weasly's and Harry) going to have to meet under such circumstances. Hermione is mumbling something. She wants me to tell you that Ron is going to get it…and well she just swore, so yeah.

If you show this to the Granger's it will look as if Hermione wrote a quick note to them. Tricky little charm…

Well, see you in a bit mate!

George Weasly

Ps. Do you mind keeping the bloody owl until we meet up? That way I will be able to recognize you.

Pps. Best have Hermione stay with you…she still wants to kill Ron. We (as in myself, Fred, and our mate Lee Jordan) are having enough trouble keeping Ron under control. Sorry mate. See you in a bit.


"What does it say, Spenc?" Darren (Mr. Granger) asked, while he was driving, and glancing at me through the rear-view mirror. How do parents do that?

I shook my head. "It just says Hermione is happy to get home, and" I pretended to scan the letter. "don't mind the weird position that Ron is going to be in." I handed the letter to Stephanie.

"That's nice. Here." She handed the letter back to me. She eyed the sleeping Erowl beside me. "Yeah, we had better keep the poor owl with us."

Darren spoke up. "We are almost there. Best pick up Erowl and hold him in your lap." He gritted his teeth. "This stretch tends to be a b-b-bi-i-t-t bu-m-m-p-y."

I grabbed Erowl in time.

"Hoot?" He gave me a sleepy look.

"You can go back to sleep." I assured him. He blinked once then fell back asleep. "Do you mind if I listen to my iPod?"

"Not at all."

I pulled my iPod out of my pocket and put the ear phones in, while balancing a sleeping Erowl. I hit the shuffle button and relaxed to the beat of Metallica and Eminem. After Metallica, one of my favourite Eminem songs came on, Lose Yourself.

(HPOV)

"Ow George. Let go of my arm." I told George. His grip on my arm was like iron, as we walked towards the "brick" barricade.

"Sorry, Hermione. I told Spencer that you were unconscious. I can't let you go until your safely with him." He glanced down at me. "Look I think of you as a sister. What I saw back there, well, was simple amazing. You were able to keep out of Ron's grasp." He winced. "Until, well… at the end." He rubbed the back of his head. "Fred, Lee and I were having a hard time pulling him off. Sorry 'bout that."

We kept walking. "It's okay. You guys were doing your best. I just have one question." I replied.

"Yeah?"

"Where was Harry?"

"He was with Ginny in Neville and Dean's compartment." He frowned. "She was so determined to be in there, helping you. But I wouldn't have it."

We stopped. We were standing in front of the barricade. I spared a glance over my shoulder, and saw Fred and Lee hiding their wands, and keeping a stupefied Ron in place. They gave me the thumbs up; they were ready to go.

Hesitantly, I said to George. "Ready?" He nodded, but gripped my arm harder. I winced, but I let it go. Together we stepped through the barrier into the Muggle world.

(SPOV)

Holding, a fluff of feathers (Erwol), in my hand I stood in front of the van, leaning on the hood. "Look! There's Hermione. Ummm…is that George Weasly?"

Stephanie squinted slightly. "I think so. Did you want to see if you can get their attention?"

Blushing, I said sure. Putting one hand to my lips, I yelled, "HERMIONE!" A disgruntled hoot let me know that Erwol didn't appreciate the wake up call. I ignored him.

Instead, I was watching Hermione. She turned her head, and a big grin appeared on her face. She tugged on the guy's sleeve, George, and began to pull him towards me.

"SPENCER!" Hermione threw her arms around my neck, and buried her face into my shoulder.

"Hey there, Hermione." I said to her. We were interrupted by a loud, somewhat squished, hoot. Hermione pulled back. Erwol was looking pretty upset.

"Oh! Sorry Erwol. I didn't see you." Crooned Hermione. Then she realized that George was behind us. Face red, she took my hand. Butterflies were fluttering around in my stomach. "George Weasly, this is my boyfriend, Spencer Priece."

Boyfriend, I mouthed to Hermione surprised. Then I pulled her closer, and stuck my hand out. "Yep I'm Spencer Priece. Oh and here's Erowl." George laughed.

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