I'm so so so so so sorry that i haven't updated in so long and i realize this is a pretty shit chapter but i just want you to know that i have all of 4th year some of 5th year and all of 7th year done so..at least those will go fast :P

"YOU STOLE YOUR DAD'S CAR!" Hermione Screeched causing George to throw his hand over her mouth

"Granger shh, your parents are in! They hear you 14 year old mate stole a car there not going to want me in your house and it took a lot to get me to this house so I would be very annoyed"

"What were you thinking?"

"I was thinking I missed you...and wanted to see you and that as long as I did..I didn't care about what happened after" A blush quickly found it's way onto both of there cheeks "I mean, what would I do without seeing one of my best mates for an entire summer?" George covered a second later giving Hermione his usually cheeky smile

"Anyway..what do you want to do today?"

"dunno, what's there to do here?"

"well, we could go to the park, or to the pool, or...bowling..or"

"What's bowling?" George asked confused causing Hermione's face to light up

"you've never been bowling? Oh we are so going bowling, Come on!" She jumped up and ran out of the room. George followed her down the stairs into the living room where she stood already talking to her parents

"Please mummy!"

"Of course sweetie, Daniel, are you going to come?"

"Why not" He said happily.

Soon enough the four of them where at somewhere called a bowlplex..George walked in music played quietly in the background overrun by children shouting and the noise of arcade game. George looked to the boxes confused at the pictures moving on them. Children standing with guns attached to the boxes and shooting the people in the boxes.

"What...what is that?" He asked mouth falling open when he saw a metal horse with a child riding it in front of screen of a track

"It's a game"

"how does it work?" He asked looking to another machine where someone was stamping on red blobs on the floor and a small splatting noise would happen.

"I will explain later, now lets go get our shoes!"

"shoes?" George asked confused as Hermione's parent's paid at the desk and Hermione began to pull of her shoes. George stood bemused as Hermione's parents followed her lead before placing them on the desk

"Come on George" George slowly followed in taking his shoes of and placing them on a desk

"what size?" Someone said grabbing his shoes in one hand

"hu?"

"what size shoe are you"

"oh um.10" George guessed with a shrug. The walked off with his shoes something George was about to snap about but he saw someone doing the same to Hermione's shoes. Soon after he came back with a pair of white red and black shoes. Which George took quickly and followed the grangers to some seats and slipped the new shoes on. They where a bit lose, Hermione tried to convince him to go back and change them but he really didn't want to have to go back up there.

"Fine. Lets just play then, what lane are we?"

"lane 12" Mr Granger informed before Hermione grabbed Georges hand and dragged him away towards a lane.

"So..I just..throw it?" George asked bemused looking to the heavy ball in his hands.

"Yeah" George looked down at her before shrugging and holding it above his head to throw it at the pins.

"NO!" The small girl and her parents screeched causing people to look over. George quickly pulled the ball back to his chest, cheeks and ears flushing "maybe someone else should have went first" She muttered.

"You told me to throw it!" George defended. Hermione looked up to him with a little giggle

"You put your fingers in the holes there...no not those fingers"

"that's what she said" George muttered earning a slap from the small girl.

"so you put those there, then you pull your arm behind you and swing it forward letting go so the ball flies down the alley towards the pins. You have to knock down as many as you can" She took a lighter ball and demonstrated once without throwing it before George finally took his go.

George sat looking through the menu. Eyes scanning over each thing then the price, Mr and Mrs Granger had taken them to a small restaurant that was near to the bowlplex. George had declined at first saying he honestly wasn't hungry but his stomach had given a loud grumble and they had all but dragged him in. Hermione storming in front of them, she hadn't talked to him since his 4th go when they where bowling. He looked to her know moodily looking over the menu herself, his mind going to the small amount of muggle money in his pocket, he had hoped to take her to the cinema as he remembered her talking about it at Hogwarts and how she loved going. He didn't know how expensive it would be but considering anything here would take away half of his money he seriously doubted he would be able to do it now.. Plus there was the whole she wasn't talking to him fact.

"Can I have a cheese burger and chips please?" Hermione asked looking to her parents.

"Of course sweetie, George what would you like?"

"umm..garlic bread?"

"that's a side dish" Mrs Granger said with a small laugh

"I was uhh...hoping to go to the cinema, I only have £10 so" George trailed off looking down at the menu again "maybe just the side salad actually"

"don't be silly! We're paying" Mr Granger said with a wave of his hand

"no, I can pay for myself" George mumbled "it's fine, I'm happy with side salad"

Mr and Mrs Granger raised there eyebrows before doing small nods

"At least let us get you a drink then, what will you two have?"

"Chocolate milkshake"

"coke please" George said with a smile, the nodded before walking away muttering about rotting teeth.

"So..cinema, what do you want to watch?" He asked smiling at the girl opposite him. She just gave him a swift glare. "you don't want to go?" George asked disappointed and wishing he had brought more than a bloody salad now. Once again she didn't reply "what's got your wand in a knot?" He muttered leaning closer to her

"You!" She snapped crossing her arms.

"Me?"

"Yes you! You cheated at bowling"

"what? No I didn't!" George defended quickly

"Yes you did ! You got 300 no one ever gets all strikes" She spat

"I didn't cheat!" he gasped earnestly "I'm just lucky I guess" She sat in silence for a few more seconds before letting out a huff.

"Indiana Jones"

"hu?"

"It's what I'd like to see. Indiana Jones and the temple of doom, it looks really good" George did a small nod.

"cool, we'll go see that then" Before long Mr and Mrs Granger came back with there drinks and said it would be a little while till the food arrived. They all slipped into small conversations, Mr and Mrs Granger asking what he found Hogwarts like and if he was looking forward to his fourth year. At this they got some weird looks from people around them. George answered as best as he could without drawing attention to them. Soon enough food arrived, MR and Mrs Granger brought George a cheese burger and chips instead of his salad and told him off when he tried to give them money for it. After lunch George and Hermione where dropped at the cinema. Hermione paid for herself with the deal that George would buy the sweets. George drove home in the dark, his mind reeling from the day a smile on his tired face. His eyes wanted to close but considering that one he was driving and 2 he was a few hundred meters in the air that that wouldn't be a good idea. Hermione's parent's had said he could say but George thought that was pushing it a bit with his sneaking out. So he sat in the car on his own, watching the dark cloud roll gently underneath the wheels of the car. Occasionally opening and closing the window hoping the change in temperature would wake him up a bit.

"George!" Fred exclaimed happily as George snuck into the room having been gone for almost 24 hours. "mum didn't notice you where gone, and she left the room alone thinking you would be all upset about not being able to see Hermione. How was it?"

"It was good, Me Granger and her parent's went bowling, I thrashed them all. Then we went to lunch then I took Granger to the cinema. It was good to see her again" George admitted happily

"Sounds like an adorable little date"

"it wasn't a date" George snapped quickly

"Course it wasn't"

"It wasn't! And please don't say anything like that around Granger, I don't need her thinking it was when we're at Hogwarts and having a repeat of last year"

"you mean the awkward Granger-trying-to-rape-you incident ?" Fred asked George who nodded. How a small kiss had turned into the Granger-trying-to-rape-him incident he wasn't sure but said nothing instead just flopped onto his bed.

"I'm knackered" He admitted flopping onto his bed.

The rest of the holidays went pretty slowly, Mrs Weasley stopped George's grounding to an extent and let him out of the burrow as he was still near by (for example playing quidditch in the orchard) she obviously felt bad for not letting him see Hermione. Of course George still got into trouble around and outside the confinements of the burrow, for example saving Harry, where he had honestly been expecting to be hung drawn and quartered when his mum stormed towards him but he didn't get into that much trouble, George suspected the underfed harry as a distraction was the reason for this. Then there was Diagon alley where Mr and Mrs Granger or Daniel and Joyce as they wanted George to call them had said how nice it was to see George again, to which molly turned beetroot red. Luckily for George Harry was missing, the Gilderoy Lockhart showed up, the dad had a fight with Lucius Mmalfoy so once again attention was taken of him and he was very luckily saved. He said a quick goodbye to Hermione before his mum dragged him back to the burrow and made him wash up but not before he noticed Fred sucking up to Grangers parent's. Fred had swagged back into the house a few hours later saying how he was now there favourite to which George raised an eyebrow. Basically summer was pretty low key if you minus the sneaking out in a enchanted car and to say that George was looking forward to going back to Hogwarts where he could have many hours of mischief, now with the added bonus of bad ass little sis would be an understatement.