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Fred sat with his twin, Harry, and Ginny in the Gryffindor common room in front of the roaring fire. He had completely zoned out of their light hearted argument about quidditch teams due to what was distracting him across the common room.

His stomach lurched in intense jealousy as he watched his little brother's hands roam over Hermione's body. He fought against the will to run over to their private little sofa, rip Ron off her and take her there and then.

He clenched his fists as Ron brought his lips to Hermione's, crushing them with such force. He rubbed his hands down her back and grabbed her breast. Hermione jumped at his touch and pulled away quickly.

"Stop it, Ron," She snapped in a hushed voice.

"What's your problem?" Demanded Ron as he took her arm and attempted to pull him back towards her.

"I don't enjoy being groped in public, right in front of everyone!" She snapped, yanking her arm out of his grip, "And we've only been dating a couple of months."

Ron looked distinctly pissed off.

"Mione', we can go somewhere more private if everyone else killing your buzz," Murmured Ron against her ear.

"No Ron," She growled stepping even further away, "You're the only one killing my buzz. I hate your constant groping and grabbing. Just give me some space!"

She stormed up the stairs to her dorm as Ron sat back down on the sofa looking extremely grumpy.

Fred couldn't help but feel a little leap of joy after watching their argument. He knew he shouldn't feel so happy about it, but Hermione shouldn't be with Ron! He just knew it!

However he just couldn't bite back the fact that Ron was his brother, and stealing his girl would be completely against 'The Rules of Brotherhood'.

Then again Ron broke those rules when he went after Hermione, knowing full well how Fred felt about her.

But Ron did like her too. Had done for ages. In truth, he just got there first.

Screw that! He treats her like dirt. If she was with the right guy (being Fred of course) she'd be treated like a princess. Like she was the most important thing in the world.

Of course, she already was the most important thing in Fred's world.

"What a pile of shit," He mumbled to himself, wishing things weren't so complicated.

"See, Fred agrees with me!" Said Ginny, bringing Fred out of his trance.

"Huh?" He said stupidly.

"Fred agrees with me that the Chudley Cannons are going down this season," She said, grinning as Ron glared at Fred for taking Ginny's side.

"Uhh... yeah sure," Said Fred, deciding it would be easier to agree than argue with his fiery, little sister.

He slouched into the corner of the sofa, blocking out their words, and trying to get rid of all the feelings he had for Hermione.

He couldn't do that to Ron... even though he could be a twat.

But he still just couldn't.


The next morning, Fred woke up to find sunlight streaming across his bed. On opening his eyes, he found that the dormitory was empty.

Yawing widely, he rolled out of bed and pulled on his dressing gown. He glanced at the clock on his bedside table.

"Shit!" He groaned as the clock read 10:45.

He was late. Very late. And he had double potions first thing! Snape wasn't going to be happy.

He leapt into the bathroom, cursing his roommates for not waking him.

After getting ready in record breaking speed, he ran downstairs and into the common room.

"Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit," He moaned as he thought of the punishments Snape would give him, along with multiple point deductions from Gryffindor.

A small sob broke his crazed panic causing him to freeze on the spot, his robes still hanging off him and his hair in such a state that it would give Harry's messy hair a run for its money.

"Hermione?" He said, noticing the familiar head of brunette, curly hair over the top of one of the sofas.

She leapt up in shock and whipped round to face him.

"Fred!" She said, quickly brushing away her tears, "I thought everyone had already left."

She had clearly been sobbing her little heart out. Her eyes were bright and red, tears had left tracks down the side of her cheeks and her hair was messier than usually, as if she had being running her hands through it in her distress.

"I'm running a little late," Said Fred, at that moment no caring what punishments Snape might give him if he was even later, "What's happened? What's wrong?"

"It's nothing," Choked Hermione, holding back the tears that threatened to spill from her eyes, "We're late, we should go."

She went to pick up her bag and books but Fred beat her there.

"Oh no you don't," He said softly, taking her hand and leading her to sit back down with him.

She broke down again, crying uncontrollably and burying her head in her hands.

"Want to talk about it?" Said Fred as he pulled her towards him so she could lean on him, "I'm a good listener. I promise."

If it were possible, Hermione sobbed even harder. She put her head on his shoulder as he smoothed down her silky hair, resting his chin on the top of her head.

It was only after a few seconds of holding her that Fred realised what he was doing. He hastily removed the hand that was stroking her hair and straightened up a little.

"It's Ron," Hermione muttered, gaining some control of herself, "I just can't stand him sometimes! And I can't say that because he's my boyfriend. I'm meant to love him!"

"It's not your fault if you don't love him," Said Fred, his heart leaping as he heard that Ron was the source of her misery.

"I do though. I mean think I do. Well I don't know if I do," Hermione murmured into his shoulder, "It's just his constant one track mind. All he thinks about is kissing and... other things. You know..."

Fred went the famous Weasley red. He was outraged that Ron had caused her so much sadness, and extremely embarrassed that Hermione now seemed to be talking about her and Ron's love life.

"Hermione you don't have to do anything you don't want to with him," He said awkwardly, "Don't let him force you to do anything."

"I know, but he said that other girls would do it. That is was just being... frigid," She broke down again and tears ran thick and fast down her cheeks.

"Fred sat up straight and gently pulled up her chin so they were face to face.

Still cupping her chin he said, "That's bullshit. Just because you're not a slut, doesn't mean you're frigid."

Hermione looked straight into his eyes, only a few tears escaping.

"I just don't know what I'm doing. Sometimes he's such a sweet guy. Other times, he makes me feel like I'm not good enough for him, or that he doesn't want me."

"Don't say that," Said Fred fiercely, "If anything, you're too good for him!"

This was the moment. This was the time where he told Hermione his feelings for her. He had to tell her to leave Ron for him. She deserved better than Ron, and he, himself, would be better for her.

Fred leaned towards her so her soft, full lips were only an inch from his. Her breathing quickened and her eyes widened.

"Hermione I-"

"We're going to be late," She said breathlessly.

She stood up quickly, grabbed her bag and rushed out of the common room, leaving Fred feeling rather confused.


"It's not fair," Said Fred grumpily to his twin as he jabbed his ferret with his wand in an attempt to transfigure it into a monkey.

"I agree completely" Said George who was also failing to transfigure his ferret, "But what in particular isn't fair?"

George sharply rapped his ferret on its head, causing it to keel over, "Crap – I think I killed it."

"Girls," Said Fred simply, prodding George's limp ferret.

"Ahhhh – I see," Said George as he sneakily swapped ferrets with Lee Jordan whilst his back was turned, "Would this by any chance be to do with Hermione?"

"What!" Spluttered Fred dropping his wand in surprise, causing it to shoot sparks at his ferret, "I – I don't know what you're talking about."

"Give over Fred," Said George, eyeing Fred's ferret which was swelling rapidly as a result of the sparks, "I'm your twin; I know you better than you do!"

Fred was still in a state of shock, "This has nothing to do with Hermione," He lied.

"You should probably know that your left eyebrow twitches when you lie," Laughed George, as he watched the ferret swell even more.

Fred quickly clamped his hand over his eyebrow as his ferret flew of the desk and whooshed around the room making the sound of a deflating balloon.

"So what if it is." Muttered Fred, his eyes following the flying Ferret as it make loops around the class room, weaving in between heads.

"Well," Said George thoughtfully, "Apart from the fact that she's been you're brother's and Harry's (who is practically family) best friend since their first year, and the fact that she's currently your little brothers girlfriend, and the fact that she's so close she's practically family I see no issue."

"I'm not planning on doing anything!" Snapped Fred, "I just... I think she can do better than Ron."

"Although ickle Ronniekins is our dearest brother," Said George, "I have to agree he's been a bit of a prat."

"Like I said," Muttered Fred, "I'm not planning on doing anything about it."

"Oh Fred," Said George as the ferret plonked swiftly back on the desk, looking distinctly dishevelled, "You may not plan it, but things will happen."

"Oh and you're so wise about all of this are you?" Said Fred sarcastically, "I suppose you're this epic love machine right?"

"Oh course," Said George simply, "What I'm saying is the fact that your already so besotted with her – yes you are, don't argue – means that you aren't going to be able to stand seeing her with Ron for much longer. You, brother dear, are about the break rule number one of 'The Rules of Brotherhood'."

Fred gaped at his twin, not quite knowing what had hit him. Was George in favour of him going after Hermione of not?

"Best of luck mate," Murmured George, slapping him of the back as he gathered his books and left the room.

I guess that answered his question.

"HEY!" Yelled Lee making him jump violently, "Who killed my ferret!"


Author's Notes: I hope you liked it! I'll be putting more up soon if this is a hit. Trust me, things will get better. By the way when I was reading through this I noticed the part with the ferret could sound very dirty if you replaced the word ferret with... another word XD Oh me and my immature mind =P Please read and review!