"Can I please have the Nosebleed Nougats back?" George asked, looking up at the brunette witch who was taking none of his nonsense that day. "I promise I'll only use one."

"No," she said firmly, tapping her wand against her hand as she watched him scribble an equation on parchment. "You're supposed to be focusing on your homework. Not making your nose bleed."

"Hermione," George drew out her name, knowing she hated it. "What's the point of doing homework when my business is at stake?"

"Well, maybe if you actually did your homework on time, you could have more free time to work on your business."

Hermione smiled at him and watched him scratch out another part of an equation. He sighed and threw his quill down.

"It's hopeless!" he groaned. "I will never be a scholar like Mum always dreamed I would be. Oh, poor Mum, I can see it now. She'll mope around the house and –"

"George!" Hermione exclaimed, though she couldn't help but smile. "I'm supposed to make sure that you do your homework, not listen to your little soap opera monologue."

George smiled widely. "But I haven't even gotten to the best part."

"Do your homework or Professor McGonagall will give us both detention…I don't need that on my permanent record."

"Oh c'mon Hermione, where's your spirit of adventure?" Even good girls do something fun once in awhile." A pout appeared on his lips and he gave her his best puppy-dog eyes. "Or do you only have fun around Harry and Ronnie-kins?"

"Don't go there, George." Hermione shook her head and looked away from his pitiful expression. "I'm only interested in helping you prepare for your O.W.L.S, so let's get to it."

George frowned at her and pushed himself away from the desk that he was sitting by. "I refuse to do this…Let's do something more entertaining." He scratched his chin. "Maybe we could put our heads together and do something to Madame Toad. You've got the brains, I've got the resources. It'll be the prank of the century." He smiled thoughtfully. "We could probably get the rest of the school in on it too."

"George," Hermione sighed and crossed her arms. "I'm not going to get anywhere with you, am I?"

"Nope."

"And you won't finish your homework?"

"Not a chance."

"Then what am I supposed to do with you?"

George stood up and circled the desk so that he was standing in front of her. "You could admit that I'm the greatest prankster in the world and join the "dark" side. We have cookies and the most fun, you know."

The brunette witch looked up at him with a frown tugging at her lips. She didn't want to get in trouble with Umbridge because after finding out what she'd done to Harry, Hermione was almost positive that the Toad would be even more hateful to his friends. And George could tell that she was thinking about the trouble they'd get in if she sided with him.

"C'mon Hermione," George urged, putting his hands on her shoulders. "Be that brave girl who started Dumbledore's Army. I promise to take all the blame if we get caught, so we don't tarnish that spotless record of yours…." He smiled and looked her dead in the eye. "I'll protect you from Madame Toad's wrath if you promise to loosen up some."

Hermione looked thoughtful for a moment. "Well, when you put it that way…I guess I have no choice."

George kissed her on the forehead and laughed. "That's my girl!"

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A/N: Short but sweet I suppose. Feel free to review this with scenarios and shipping characters so I can make more. And don't forget to check out my other HP stories. Thanks! ~ Scarlet