Fred and George's Hermione time decreased drastically after the writing on the wall and Mrs Norris, who was apparently just petrified (unfortunately). Whenever George would try to spend time with her she would already be running to the library, whenever she wasn't in the library she had a book in her hand eyes skimming over the pages letting out frustrated sighs every so often.
That was until the quidditch game. When george walked into the great hall early on saturday morning he saw the familiar bushy haired girl sitting talking to Wood. He quickly marched towards her and plopped down on her other side.
"Morning Granger. Oliver" Oliver gave him a small smile before he spotted Angelina walking in and quickly ran to her, after a swift goodbye to Hermione, to discuss tactics.
"You looking forward to the game?" Granger asked smiling at him whilst he went to grab a piece of toast.
"Of course, Are you ?" She nodded "You better cheer for me"
"And why would I cheer for you"
"because i'm the best beater there is"
"I think you got us mixed up Georgie boy" Fred interrupted making Hermione laugh. "Also Hermione will obviously be cheering for me." He continued with a smirk
"And why would she cheer for you"
"Because she thinks I'm dashing" Fred joked winking at Hermione who rolled her eyes trying not to smile but failing. George tried not to glare at his twin for interrupting the first time he had actually gotten to talk to her in a while. He watched as Hermione snapped back a retort and the two begun some lazy banter over their breakfasts. Lee joined them a bit later when the majority of people begun flowing into the great hall.
"Alright mate" George said as Lee slapped him on the back announcing his presence.
"Alright idiots, Hermione" Hermione giggled whilst the twins glared at him.
"I'm not an idiot!" They yelped together making the two laugh more.
"Are you doing the scoring today ?" Hermione asked, leaning over the table slightly towards Lee
"Of course" He replied with a smirk "Why, did you worry you wouldn't be able to here my wonderful voice?"
"No I was just wondering if we would actually have a good commentator this year or not...obviously not though" She replied with a sigh making Lee's mouth fall open and George burst out laughing.
"Everyone loves me commentating!"
"You love you commentating" She stated, a cheeky smile on her face.
Soon enough it was time to make the way to the pitch. George was walking through the entrance hall, Fred and Lee in tow as the rest of the team walked ahead of them when a hand grabbed his wrist stopping him. He turned to see Granger and quickly waved Fred and Lee on
"what's wrong? Miss this gorgeous face already?" He purred making her roll her eyes.
"In your dreams Weasley" George saw the way her face had s lightly more serious note to it that it usually did when she was talking to George (unless she was scolding George for breaking rules)
"what's wrong?" He asked, voice for once lacking any humour.
"I just...Promise me you'll keep Harry safe ?" He felt his eyebrows knot together as he looked to her.
"Why wouldn't Harry be safe?"
"no reason. Just, after last year..with the broom" she stopped and looked up to him with pleading eyes "Promise?"
"Of course" Her face lit up at his promise.
"Shall we walk down to the pitch? I'm making you late for your pep talk"
"Oh that's completely fine. He does the same talk every year" Hermione laughed and they began walking. George falling into step with her shorter ones. Soon they arrived at the tent.
"Good luck. I'll cheer for you" she admited, happy smile in place.
"You better" he joked. "I'll keep Harry safe" He replied with a serious nod, she gave him one last smile before running off to take a place on the still empty stands.
That was how he ended up Swining his arm violently using all his strength to keep a bludger away from Harry. Unfortunately the bludger obviously wanted to make sweet sweet love to Harrys face and so kept changing course and coming back. He luckily managed to get wood to call a time out and they flew to the floor. Still watching to see if the bludger would try to kill Harry. Harry, who of course had to try and be a hero and ignore the fact a Bludger wanted him dead and go it alone without Fred or George helping him.
"This is all your fault!" George growled "Get the snitch or die trying. What a stupid thing to tell him!" Of course, Oliver took the idea of the person wanting to win the game and George was left looking in the stands to Hermione, who was watching Harry get on his broom again wearily. George begrudgingly followed Wood and Harrys instructions and stayed away from him. Letting the bludger run into Harry. Seeing Harry drag his now probably broken arm into his body George began to speed towards Harry. Who somehow still managed to catch the snitch before tumbling off his broom and passing out. George quickly dropped his bat and broom and ran towards Harry.
"Harry!" Then of course there was the bludger, that still didn't notice the game was over and it was hurtling towards Harry's very unprotected face. Keep him safe Hermiones voice echod in his head and before he fully knew what he was doing he threw himself over harry. The bludger colliding with his shoulder blade. Fred apparently had more sense than him and didn't get of his broom or drop his bat and so quickly flew in and hit the bludger into the ground. George quickly flung himself onto it. It rattled around underneath him. Only being able to use one arm to really get a hold on it. His left unable to move. Fred joined him in the fight against the bludger jumping from his broom and helping wrestling it. Lee turned up and begun to help to.
"Go to the hospital wing" Fred snapped out when george rolled of the bludger clutching his stomach with his arm finding it hard to breath. "we've got this" He panted, jumping onto the bludger again. He was very happy with that idea, slowly he begun stumbling towards the hospital wing. Gasping for air as his lungs felt constricted and chest bruised.
"George?!" Before he turned Hermione was running out from behind him and walking infront of him "are you okay?" He gave a stiff nod and tried to smile.
"I'm great Granger" She took his hand and gently pulled him along with her, speeding up the tiniest bit but not to fast noticing his discomfort at just walking.
George sat gently on the bed. Grimacing as his ribs gave a throb of pain. Hermione sat next to him, watching intently as Madame pomfrey started poking and prodding him. It was soon found that the bludger had managed to shatter his shoulder blade. Breaking his arm and also somehow break his collar bone. He also had 3 broken ribs. Most likely from the bludger restling and one was poking into his lung. Madam pomfrey rushed off to get a potion of some sort mumbling about the dangers of quidditch. Hermione tentatively took his hand. He gave her a weak smile.
"Thank you for keeping Harry safe" She mumbled making George snort.
"I didn't do a very good job. He at least has a broken arm" He points out.
"That's a lot better than what could have happened if you didn't protect him" She replied smiling up at him.
"Well I guess i'm an awesome Hero then" George replied with a small smirk.
"I guess you are" Madame pomfrey was suddenly walking back over and filling him full of potions. One to make his pain dilute but unfortunately not fully disappear before she filled him with another potion. One that he's not completely sure what it was and why he had to take it. But it tasted horrendous. Then she pulled out her wand and begun to fix his bones. The ribs and collar bone easy but when she started to work on the shattered bone the pain started shooting back in what felt like full force so George was extremely happy to have been given the pain potion. Soon enough he was fixed although still a bit sore. Hermione's hand still clutched in his own.
"I'm going to find Fred" He said finally letting go of her hand "you coming?" She shook her head
"Harry should be here soon"
"Fair enough. I'll see you soon.. Thanks for the uhh..moral support in the fixing of my bones" Hermione gave a small laugh and nodded. George turned and walked towards the door
"oh and George?" He turned round eyebrow raised. "Don't try to protect Harry again. I'd prefer one hurt friend to two" George gave a short nod and started walking again before turning back round
"oh and Granger...saying something after we've said goodbye and starting It with oh and said name is my thing." She rolled her eyes but had a smile on her face. "i'll see you soon" George did in fact see her a lot sooner than he had expected, 15 minutes later he was back in the hospital wing. Excited about the win of the game with butterbeer and food. Trying not to laugh over the fact harry was boneless in one arm.