Hey guys, here's the next chapter! My question mark and p keys on my laptop are broken so i have to copy and paste everytime i want to use them. So if some are missing i'm really sorry! hope you enjoy.
Fred and George stood in the Weasley living room by the fire place. Both boys eyes where fixed on a small, normal clock which unlike the one round the corner actually told you the time. Which was currently 11:59
"RON GET YOUR ARSE DOWN HERE!" Fred bellowed.
"CHARLIE LETS GO!" George yelled after. A foot fall quickly sounded down the stairs their elder brother quickly appearing in the room. Eyes looking to the clock noting the time and nodding.
"RON COME ON WE'LL BE LATE" He shouted watching at his younger brothers eager expressions.
"I HAVEN'T FINISHED TIDYING MY ROOM YET!" The youngest Weasley boy yelped back, feet suddenly crashing down the stairs. "I need more time!"
"She won't be sleeping in your room anyway." George snapped "Now come on."
"bu-"
"You don't have to come" Charlie reminded him.
"She won't mind if just you three pick her up will she?" Ron questioned. "okay fine, you three go but don't tell her I'm tidying my room okay."
"Don't worry little brother" George cooed
"We'll tell her you're have a wank" Fred continued an evil smirk on his face.
"to a picture of her"Charlie finished making the three laugh before Ron went beet red and stormed of up the stairs cussing.
"Shall we go then" Charlie asked. The twins nodded George diving to grab a hand of floo powder first before stepping into the fire place and speaking the address, a second later he was spinning and spinning, elbows tucked tightly into his sides. Finally he stopped spinning the world coming back into focus before he stepped from the grangers fireplace. Hermione was up in an instant, her mother sitting, not seeming to notice she was spilling her drink as she gaped at the wizard.
"Hello Mrs Granger"
"George, you didn't tell me you would come by floo powder. I didn't even know our fire place was in the floor network" George looked down to his friend, her hair seemed to have calmed down quite a bit since the last time they saw each other, sure it was still bushy, fly away ends sticking out here and there. She'd grown as well. There was a sudden woosh from the fireplace as Fred popped into view. Charlie appearing a few seconds later.
"Dad had it connected for the day." George finally answered, eyes roaming over the girls face before smiling. "It's good to see you Granger" He said before a flash of ginger appeared, Fred and Hermione falling to the ground at the surprise tackle hug. As Hermione tried to push a laughing Fred off of her Charlie moved forwards to Mrs Granger, sticking his hand out.
"Nice to meet you. My name is Charlie, These are my younger brothers but I believe you've met them already" He said politely, The woman smiled, moving to shake his hand.
"I hope your parents don't mind Hermione coming?"
"Not at all, Mum loves having people in the house and dad will want to question Hermione on anything muggle." The two started a quick conversation. Mrs Granger prying for information about what quidditch is.
Fred finally got up, helping Hermione up before shoving her towards his twin. George smiled down at his brothers best friend.
"Hey" He greeted. She quickly replied with her own hey before George pulled her into a quick hug.
"So how's your summer been?" She questioned as the two pulled away. George went to reply before he heard Charlie clap his hands once.
"Well. I'm afraid we should get going. .I'm the adult in charge of these two and I think mum will worry if we're away too long. Once again, lovely to meet you Mrs Granger, I hope you and your husband have a great summer" Fred had already moved to start collecting Hermiones bags. George rushing forwards to help, grabbing the girls Hogwarts trunk as she picked up her sad excuse for a cat.
"Fred you go first" Charlie ordered. Fred moving into the flames and whisking away.
"Hermione do you want to go next?" Hermione gave a short nod, wrapping her mother in a tight hug before quickly following Fred's lead, Charlie turning expectantly to George He went to step into the flames when Mrs Granger stopped him.
"George?" George turned back to her to see the woman worrying her lip in a very hermione-ish fashion. "The last three years I've got letters explaining that my daughters been in some sort of trouble but that she's okay." She worried "I was wondering, if you could just... watch out for her. Make sure she's safe? I hope it isn't too much to ask." The asked awkwardly. George's lips forming a small smile.
"I've made her promise no shenanigan's. I'll be sticking close to her this year to make sure she keeps that promise. I won't let anything happen to her" He said sincerely. The woman smiling before waving him to go. George bid a quick goodbye and jumped into the flames. Before long he was stepping back into the burrow. Ron's loud voice talking excitedly to Hermione.
When Arthur got home the Weasley family and Hermione sat down for Dinner. Ron and ginny sat either side of Hermione with Percy. Fred, George and Charlie sitting directly opposite them.
"Thank you very much for letting me stay Mrs Weasley" Hermione said innocently as she dug into Molly's fantastic cooking.
"Oh it's a pleasure to have you here. It seems all of the boys are pretty enamoured with you." The entire table sans Arthur, Molly, Ginny and Bill's ears turned a light pink. Ron grumbling a shut up mum. As Hermione laughed.
"So you're the girl who helped Ron send me a dragon?" Charlie asked.
"Oh. Um. Yes? Is Norbert doing okay? I'm sure hagrid would love to know" She said happily.
"Oh Norbert's fine. She quite the feisty Norwegian ridgeback. She gets on well with the other's though." Charlie informed.
"What are the older dragons like? I've read they can be quite violent at times?" Hermione asked, eyes shinning brightly at the idea of getting to learn more about dragons.
"Norwegian ridgeback is a pretty docile breed, I mean if you annoy it you're dead for sure but they're quite friendly if you don't bother them. Other breeds, like the Hungarian horntail for example, can be quite aggressive." The two went on babbling about Dragons for a while before Hermione got dragged into a conversation with Mr Weasley who was still looking for a good answer about the function of rubber ducks, Mrs Weasley shoving more food onto the girls plate every time she wasn't looking. Finally, Ginny signalled the end of the meal by grabbing hermione's hand.
"Come on I'll show you my room, you'll be staying with me while we're here" She enthused before dragging Hermione off and up the stairs. The bushy haired girl shouting a 'thank you for dinner' over her shoulder.
"I've got to get back to work. Lots to do" Arthur stated, wandering for the room. Molly following him from the room. The twin's, bill and Ron where about to leave the room when Charlie called George over.
"Be up in a minute" George mumbled to Fred before bouncing over to his brother. "whatsup?"
"Can you help me with the washing up?" Charlie asked.
"Don't worry about that Mum'll just do it with magic" George said.
"It'll be nice to help her come on" Charlie urged.
"Can't you just do it with magic then?" George joked. Charlie raising an eyebrow at him and continuing to scrub at the plates. George looked to him wearily before slowly moving towards the sink, picking up the drying cloth. It was slow, boring work. George occasionally moving from his spot to put something back into a draw.
"So what's the ulterior motive to this. I know you hate washing up" George finally tried.
"what? Ulterior motive, I have no idea what you're talking about." Charlie lied. George continuing to stare before Charlie laughed "fine maybe a slight ulterior motive. I was just...wondering." Charlie tapered off, one wet hand coming to rub the back of his tanned neck.
"yeah?"
"Earlier... With Hermione's mum. You sounded pretty serious when you said you'd take protect her" Charlie mused.
"I was serious." George stated easily "she's my friend I don't want her getting hurt."
"Have you pranked her at all?" Charlie asked, they'd both now stopped the washing up facade, instead choosing to face each other. George, resting his hip against the damp counter, arms crossed.
"Yeah of course" George said with a laugh.
"are you sure?" Charlie asked, George's mind reeling back through the years he's known the little book worm. Slowly realising he was unable to think of a single prank he's pulled on her. In fact he could even remember a few times talking Fred and Lee out of pranking the younger gryffindor.
"Umm.. Maybe not?"
"Right. Okay." Charlie said, a smile slowly forming on his face. "who'd have thought" He breathed. George looking around confused.
"what? Who'd have thought what? why are you smiling? Why are we having this conversation?" George babbled.
"Don't worry about it George Maybe you should worry about your little brother though?" Charlie stated.
"What? Why do I need to worry about Ron?"
"His crush on Hermione" Charlie said bluntly. George felt his mind freeze for a second. Not again rung loudly in his head before he brushed it off Ron doesn't like Hermione
"what? Ron doesn't have a crush on Hermione Why would I need to worry about him having a crush on Hermione?" George said through a laugh.
"Are you really that dense" Charlie said, shocked.
"I am not dense, you're just making no sense." George argued.
"You know what. Forget it." George furrowed his brow before sighing and walking from the room, Charlie giving him a small clap on the back as he left. Charlie watches his younger brother wandering from the room, stuck between laughing and rolling his eyes. Through the other entry way Bill walked back into the kitchen.
"What's up little brother, you look troubled" Bill spoke whilst waltzing over to the sink.
"Do you want to talk to him next or shall we set Ginny on him" Charlie asked.
"Hu, what's this about"
"Hermione"
"Oh. Depends, are we talking about Fred, George or Ron" Bill asked pulling himself up to sit on the counter as he took a sip from his drink.
"George. Why is Fred on your Hermione list"
"He went out with her last year"
"what. No one told me that"
"I'm the oldest brother mate, I'm the wisest, and least likely to tell mum"
"I wouldn't tell mum!" Charlie argued.
"I know, I guess they just want to talk to the most experienced." Bill said with a wink Charlie snorting.
"Have you ever even had a girlfriend"
"One during Hogwarts" Bill said with a smile "hey don't look at me like that, at least I've had one!" Bill snapped.
"I've had girlfriends!" Charlie gasped.
"Dragons don't count"
"I have never!...we're getting off topic. I mean George It's like the kid doesn't even notice he has the hots for her."
"Give him time. I can assure you one of our brothers will sweep that Granger of her feet."
"Ten galleons on George" Fred announces loudly as he walks into the room.
"Are you eaves dropping" Bill asks.
"I just happened to hear."
"Then why are you down here not with Granger."
"I'm just getting some ingredients"
"ingredients for what" Charlie asked nervously. Fred just giving him a wink and a 'don't tell mum' before grabbing a jar from the shelf and beginning to wander off again.
"Oi Freddie" Fred turns at his oldest brothers voice.
"I'll take that bet. I'm going with Ron though."
"I'm betting on potter"
"He's not one of the Weasley's"Bill points out.
"Don't tell mum that" Fred joked. Before they all agreed on the bet.
The days leading up to Harry's arrival were mostly pretty boring. The boys and Ginny would play quidditch whilst Hermione watched, nose occasionally sliding it's way back into her books. Fred,Bill, Charlie and Ginny all watched Ron, Hermione an George like hawks. Often Ron would invite Hermione to his room, where the two would sit talking quietly for hours, a lot of these conversations ended up being about one of the many things they'd faced in the past few years.
The group soon found out George and Hermione where more interesting to watch. George dragging Hermione off into the orchard or for a picnic on the tallest of the grassy ridge. Nothing to interesting (read bet winning) ever happened between either couple. Bill and Charlie beginning to get impatient started trying to think of scenarios where they could push the couples to admit their feelings.
"Come on Fred, can't you do a prank or something" Bill begged.
"No. If it's going to happen it'll happen not to mention I'm on George's side. I mean no offence to my little brother but George has been pining for three years." Fred replied. Mixing at another potion. George's instructions scribbled down on a piece of parchment.
"I'll tell mum what you two are up to"
"No you won't" Fred stated. Knowing his brother would never drop them in it over something so juvenile. "Look, they just need some more time okay. Ron's on just figuring out Grangers a girl and George is still to scared to admit he actually likes her. At the moment it's just a race to see which comes to their senses first."
"who do you think it'll be" Charlie asked, the man was spread on Fred's bed, watching as Fred stirred the potion.
"I'd like to say George but at the rate he's going he's going to lose her to Ron" Fred said with a small a frown. It wasn't that he wouldn't be happy for Ron It was just, he didn't want to see his twin upset. Sure George had been upset last year with Fred and Hermiones fling, but that was all it was. A fling, two friends cementing their friendship by making out, but if Ron managed to get the balls to ask her out and she said yes. Fred doubted the two would part. Leaving George stuck, maybe hating Ron.
"Maybe we should set her up with someone else" Fred said seriously, stopping his work to look to his older brothers.
"What as like a nudge, to show them she won't be around forever" Bill asked.
"No. As in a person for Granger to be really happy with and maybe spend the rest of her life with." Fred mumbled.
"What. No way, they'd be devastated." Charlie argued.
"Yeah, but at least it won't hurt their relationship at all. The way I look at it whoever Hermione picks someone is going to get hurt. I'd prefer for both of them to be hurt and be able to lick their wounds together than for one to get hurt and the other to unknowingly keep opening the wounds every time he talks about her.
"Give them more time. Ron's might just be a passing case of puppy love." Bill said seriously.
"and George is a prankster at heart. I don't know if he could have goodie two shoes girlfriend." Charlie pointed out. Fred doubted both of those things but just nodded and threw Bill a ton tongue toffee along with the reversal sweet.
"George made them earlier. Give it a try." bill looked nervously at him for a few seconds before he popped the first one in his mouth
i'll update again soon, sorry this is a pretty boring chapter x