Guys you have no idea how sorry i am for not posting in like a year or whatever. I know it's been stupidly long and i have no excuse apart from my laptops broken and i've been busy with college and randomly starting Merlin, Glee and Teen wolf fanfics. But i swear to you i'll start posting more. This is my favourite story i'm doing. so it's the one i'll probably write for the most. I hope you enjoy it and don't hate me too much. x
Hermione didn't kill Ron in the end, Ron got a howler in the mail though. Which the twins found hilarious. Happy that for once their mums wrath was focused on another brother. The year was going swimmingly, that was until Quidditch practise. Wood had decided that it was a great idea to wake them up before the crack of dawn, drag them down to the pitch and make them sit in the changing rooms whilst he droned on about techniques and what not to a bunch of teens who where practically asleep. Harry looked guilty at the mention of last years loss. Being unconscious had caused them to forfeit although no one blamed him, to be honest they preferred to lose the Quidditch cup than to have voldemort running round again...Well most..he wasn't to sure about wood.
Finally, after falling asleep on Freds shoulder, they where allowed out. Clutching his broom George made his way onto the pitch. He heard Harry shouting a reply to someone and looked round to spot Hermione and Ron smiling at Harry, munching away on toast. The light was now bright, the morning dew practically gone from the grass. "Hermione my dear! Came to watch me practise?" He heard Fred call from next to him. Hermione gave Fred a 'you wish look' George was about to shout something over to her when he noticed the Slytherins marching towards them, ugly scowls in place. Wood and flint began to argue about practising. Ron and Granger running over from the stands to meet them. Soon after they got there the slimy malfoy kid was shown off as the new seeker. Boasting about the broomsticks his dad had bought him and the rest of the team.
"at least no one in the Gryffindor team had to buy there way in" Hermione snapped "they got in on pure talent" George couldn't help but smile down at her.
"No one asked your opinion, you filthy little mud-blood" George went to launch himself towards Malfoy only to be caught quickly be Angelina and Katie, Both of them looked ready to kill him themselves though. Fred was stopped by wood, George watched Hermione still. Glare faltering slightly as the slytherin team laughed. As always Harry stood unsure of what was really happening, then Ron decided to be the hero...badly and so ended up burping out slugs. Making everyone cringe and the Slytherins howl with even more laughter. Malfoy lying on the floor, bashing his fist into the ground as if it where the funniest thing he'd ever seen.
George didn't get a chance to talk to Hermione until that night. She wasn't there for lunch, neither where Ron and Harry.
"Calm down Georgie" Fred cooed when he almost got whiplash turning round so fast to look at the portrait hole when someone walked through "she'll be here soon. There probably still at Hagrids" George nodded and turned back to his twin. "We have to get Malfoy back" George spat out the name as if it was something horrible..which it was.
"I know, me and Lee have already started working on a plan."
"is it horrible, painful and degrading?" George asked hopefully.
"Horrible and degrading yes. Painful, not so much" George tried not to pout. "Well tell you later in the dorm. To many people here" Fred insisted and George gave a solemn nod.
What seemed like forever later the trio walked in. Ron stomping up to bed quickly, still looking pale and Harry following after him with a quick smile and wave goodnight to Hermione.
"Granger!" The better looking half (if you asked him) of the twins yelped, diving from his chair, Fred watching looking amused. Hermione looked to him and smiled before she was wrapped in a hug. "are you okay? I swear we're going to kill him painfully and gruesomely and you can watch. Unless you don't want to then you don't have to but you can if you want and he'll die in a pile of gross blood and he'll have wet himself before hand and everyone will laugh because it'll be humiliating as well as painful an-"
"I'm fine George" She interrupted. Smiling up at him. "It was mean but he should be the one feeling stupid. I'm the 'mud-blood' and I'm still better than him in every subject" Hermione said smartly. Ignoring the scowl George did when she had called herself a mud-blood. "And no killing people!" She scolded making George roll his eyes.
"bu-"
"no. I don't want you in azkaban. So no killing! Humiliating, if you must..without breaking any rules!" She added as an after thought. George rolled his eyes.
"so..What did you get up to all day?"
"Went to Hagrids, waited for Ron to stop with the slug puking" George heard a snort behind him and looked round to see Fred joining them.
"I wish I could have seen more of that"
"It's not funny" Hermione yelped at him when the twins begun to laugh.
They did get Malfoy back after the whole Mud-blood, slugs fiasco. Much to George's disapproval there was no maiming involved, but it was humiliating and even got a laugh from Hermione, though she did later scold them on their rule breaking and once again, for a little while everything was normal. A nice, fun year. That is of course until Halloween. George stopped when he saw Hermione, Harry and Ron standing in the middle of everyone. Mrs Norris still and stuck in place. Blood Smeared across the wall to create writing. 'The chamber has been opened, enemies of the air beware'. Of course George didn't yet know it fully but this was when his year turned to shit...again and in a few months he would be running around panic'd towards the hospital wing looking for Hermione only to find her completely stiff on a bed.
Filch of course arrived, After Malfoy calling Granger a mud-blood again and started shouting at Harry. Then the rest of the teachers came.
"everyone go back to your dormitories" Dumbledore ordered, everyone was quick to continue to their dormitories. George grabbed onto Hermiones hand, ready to pull her along with him to see what happened. When Dumbledore continued "except, you three" of course..the trio. George went to open his mouth and ask to either stay or take her with him when Fred was pulling him along. Scowling back at Dumbledore slightly. George sighed and let go of her hand letting himself be dragged by Fred.