Sorry again for the long updating, I am redecorating this week so my laptop has been buried by a stupid amount of stuff! I don't like this chapter much but it will get better- the party is nearly here!

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Chapter 17-

"Ouch!"

The hiss of pain came hurtling out of Hermione's mouth before she could stop it. She thought her ankle would have healed slightly over the night but as she attempted to stand up from her bed, she found she was well and truly wrong. And that didn't happen a lot.

"Mione! Are you alright?" Fred hollered from the kitchen.

"How does he have such good hearing?" Hermione mumbled to herself as she slumped back onto the bed.

"Ahh, it all comes with the pranking territory my dear Mione," Fred chirped as he slipped into her room and over to her bed.

"Yes I can see why that would be handy, wouldn't want any prefects ruining your pranks now would we?"

Fred let out a fake gasp, "Why George and I love all the prefects and would never do anything to make their jobs harder! I even think George might have a little thing for this certain prefect, you might know her?"

Hermione's eyebrows rose in surprise, she wasn't sure if Fred was joking or not but she went along with it anyway. Slowly, she nodded her head to tell Fred to continue.

"She's very intelligent, loving, and sweet; she loves to shout at us for testing our products on first years, yet she never really punishes us. She's actually very funny when you get to know her and she's very quick witted too. And she's so damn hot, it's almost unreal… at least that's what George says…"

Fred trailed off when he realized he was going a bit far. He had a feeling that Hermione was catching on; after all he was the one who said she was intelligent. He looked at the bed and rubbed his neck bashfully, a hint of red spread on his cheeks.

Hermione's face was almost as red as Fred's hair. It was pretty obvious that they had stopped talking about George a while ago. Not wanting it to become too awkward, she decided to play along and act as if she didn't notice.

"Wow, you and George really had a long conversation about this girl, huh."

She watched as he lifted his gaze and smiled sheepishly.

"Yeah, George. Hey Mione, next time you see George don't mention this okay? I wasn't meant to...Umm…tell anyone,"

Hermione chuckled slightly and smiled, "Don't worry, your…I mean George's secret is safe with me,"


Hermione seemed to have forgotten about Fred's little speech once they had eaten lunch. She hadn't mentioned it or questioned him about who this girl was or about George either, which Fred was entirely grateful for.

He was 100% sure Hermione knew he was talking about him and not George. And that the girl he was describing was her. But thankfully, she had either not noticed or was being nice enough not to mention it.

Fred had helped her out of her room and down the stairs for breakfast, and then they ate and chilled in the living room for a while. They had talked about all sorts of things, from Muggle Studies to Pinball but then the one subject Fred had been avoiding cropped up.

"So, you never told me. How did your date with Mel go?"

Fred gulped, he wasn't sure if he wanted to tell Mione how it went. If he was totally honest, it was a disaster. Mel was very loud, excitable and giggly. Every time he did the gentlemanly thing and asked her question she replied with a speech worthy of an Oscar.

"So Mel, what do you want to do after you finish school?"

"Well, my father wants me to become a doctor because he says I have this extremely caring personality and I also have the grades to achieve it but my mother would prefer me to work with children as I am great at really understanding their thoughts, you know? However, as much as I respect my mother and fathers choices I would much rather become an actress. I just have a love for the stage and the lights and being the…"

'Centre of attention' Fred had thought to himself bitterly as he stopped himself from hitting his head against the table in despair.

"…person everyone looks up to and admires once they have performed a piece. Anyway, what about you Fred? What do you want to do?"

'Finally a question about me, I've been here for and hour now and this is the first one. Here we go…'

"Well my twin, George and I would like to open a…" but Fred was cut off by an excited cry from Mel.

"Oh I love twins! My uncles are twins and they are most fascinating, I heard that some twins have special connections that allow them to feel each others pain and sometimes even…"

'Oh Merlin's beard.'

Fred shuddered at the memory of the date before looking back to Hermione.

"Well let's just say Mel loves to act and dreams of performing on Broadway, Mel is allergic to several types of cats but not Japanese Bobtail cats as they have special coats, Mel hates men that constantly talk about themselves and prefers ones who listen and understand, Mel's favourite colour is pearl green because it reminds her of spring, which is her favourite season because she loves the fresh air and the flowers when they are beginning to bloom. Oh and did I mention, Mel likes to talk a lot. Mainly about herself. But you know other than that she is a lovely date."

Hermione had to cover her hand to stop herself from laughing. She felt bad for Fred having to endure Mel for nearly three hours but she was so happy he hadn't liked her. All of her paranoid thoughts about Fred and Mel had been completely washed away.

"Well it sounds like the perfect date! What was there not to like?" she chuckled helplessly.

"Well you know I just loved how she could talk for 3 hours about nothing but herself. It was ever so interesting, especially if you have an attention span as small as mine." Fred replied sarcastically.

Hermione finally broke at the horrified look Fred was giving her. He soon started laughing too, his date had been utterly disastrous but somehow he found he was okay with that.

"You know, I'm so glad you enjoyed her company," Hermione managed to say between laughs.

"Yeah, Mel is terrific. She just has this sparkling personality that usually attracts people to her. Those where her words not mine by the way."

Hermione smiled sympathetically, Mel and her had once been great friends but ever since Mel had turned 14 she'd become slightly self centred. The only reason she was still friends with Mel was because she didn't have the heart to end the friendship.

However, listening to Fred's recap of the date made her really rethink that statement.


I'm sorry it's so short, I struggled with this chapter. Its not one of my favourites but I felt I had to post something.

Please review to let me know if you thought it sucked too ;)