When The Wrong One Loves You Right

Hermione flopped down in a chair in the Gryffindor common room beside the fire. Harry and Ron looked at her and smiled.

"The great Hermione finally graces us with her presence, Harry," Ron teased.

Harry laughed. "I know. You're friends with someone for four years, and then they swan off, and leave you for a older man, or in this case a pair of them," he replied, attempting to sound good natured.

Hermione rolled her eyes. "Well, can you blame me? I mean they are older, funny, smart, and have their own business," she replied with a grin.

"You forgot devilishly good looking as well," a voice from behind them said. The trio spun around to see the twins standing behind them with grins on their faces. Hermione rolled her eyes again.

"And modest too," she said, with a smile. Fred sat in the chair beside Harry and Ron, and George sat down beside her.

George gave her a look out of the corner of his eye, and then looked forward again. He scolded himself; he had to resist her influence over him. He then jumped slightly when Hermione prodded him. "What?" he asked as the group laughed.

"We were talking about the prank we are going to play on the Slytherins," Hermione told him with a laugh. "What where you thinking about, or is it too corrupt to taint our innocent minds with?"

George ducked his head, and felt a blush creep over his face. Fred laughed. "That proves it. He was thinking about something, or should I say someone. So tell us brother dearest, who's the lucky girl that's got you so hot under the collar?"

Hermione rolled her eyes yet again, as Ron and Harry started to tease George. "Come on guys leave him alone, he's allowed his secrets. He'll tell us who it is when he is ready," she said, with a smile aimed at George.

George smiled at her. "Thank you," he told her quietly.

"It's fine. I know how bad they can be when they get started," she replied with a grin.

George's heart skipped a beat as she smiled at him. He looked down at his hands and then back at the group. "So what did I miss when I zoned out?" he asked, blatantly changing the subject.

He sighed in relief as Fred launched into a spiel about the prank; he had averted everyone knowing about his feelings for Hermione for the moment.

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Jennifer sat in the Quidditch stands, rubbing her hands together to warm them up. She had come down specifically to talk to George about Hermione; she was going to try to convince him to spend more time with Hermione, and see if she would change her mind about which twin she liked. George was much more her type, even if it meant Jennifer wouldn't get a chance with George. George was so far gone over Hermione; it wouldn't matter if she danced naked in front of him holding a dung bomb in one hand and a blue Tornado in the other. It was worth it if they two got together.

She rubbed her hands together again trying to warm them up, she had only worn her scarf and robe, as she didn't count on having to wait so long for him. "What the hell is taking him so long? Hell, even I don't take this long to get ready," she muttered to herself.

"What's taking who so long?" a voice from behind her asked. She squealed and spun around, clutching her chest in fright to see Harry standing behind her.

"Don't do that! Don't sneak up on me," she chastised him, as she tried to steady her breathing.

Harry blushed, and looked at her sheepishly. "Sorry, I thought you heard me walk up. Next time I'll try to be noisier," he told her with his adorable grin, the one that made all the girls forgive him immediately, and Jennifer was no different.

She shook her head. "That smile of your should be registered as a lethal weapon," she told him teasingly, smiling as he blushed even redder.

Harry shuffled his feet in the dirt. "I should... erm... go... back to the common room. Yeah... the common room," he stuttered out before he ran back towards the castle. She laughed at his actions.

"Scaring away our Seeker?" a voice from behind her said. She turned to see George standing behind her.

"Not scaring, just embarrassing slightly. It was actually you I wanted to see," she told him, as she hopped down the bleachers. George raised an eyebrow.

"You sure it isn't Fred you're looking for?" he asked her warily. She shook her head.

"I wanted to talk to you about Hermione." She smiled as she noticed the tops of his ears turn red. "Now I know you like her, don't try to deny it," she told him as he spluttered protests. "However, Hermione likes Fred." Her heart went out to him as she saw the shattered look fall over his face.

"Oh!" he said to her, as he looked at the floor "I should have known she wouldn't think of me that way. Thanks for telling me," he told her as he turned, and slowly started to walk up to the castle. Jennifer groaned and raced after him.

Quickly she launched into the rest of what she wanted to tell him. "George you didn't let me finish, I was going to..." She stopped when he swung around to face her.

"It's okay, Jen, you don't have to worry about me saying anything to Hermione. If she likes Fred then I won't do anything to spoil her chances with him. All I want is for her to be happy," he told her before he walked away, leaving her standing in the middle of the grounds stunned.

She stomped her foot slightly. "Oh, feck! That didn't go like I hoped," she said out loud.

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George stopped just before he got to the common room, he didn't think he could see Fred and Hermione, not right now anyway. He had to get his feelings under control; he walked back through the corridors, somehow finding himself at the stairs leading up to the astronomy tower. He slowly and wearily climbed the stairs his heart crying out at each step.

He always knew there was a chance she wouldn't feel the same way about him, as he did about her, but for her to be in love with Fred. It was too much for him to handle. He had thought if she would fall for one of his brothers it would be Ron, and he was prepared for that to happen. But not for her to fall for Fred; he was just glad that Fred liked Jen at this point in time, though that could all change. He knew how easy it was to fall for Hermione, hell it had only taken him three weeks of getting to know her properly, before he had fallen head over heals for her.

He looked about the tower as he climbed the last stair, glad to see that there was no one about. He walked into the middle of the tower, and collapsed in a heap, looking out at the sky.

"Why Fred, Hermione? Why?" he asked softly to the empty tower.