FIC: Sweet Jealousy
Title: Sweet Jealousy
Author: saphira_ll
Genre: Fluff, tiny bit of Angst, Romance
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters: Ron, Hermione, Fred, George
Pairings: Ron/Hermione
Warnings: Nothing bad really just one little swear word
Rating: PG- PG 13 (just incase)
Summary: Ron & Hermione are miserable without each other, Fred & George reckon they can help.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter (though I wish I did ^_^) he and all his wonderful friends are the creation of JK Rowling, I'm just having a bit of fun with them :D
Notes: This was the first fic I ever wrote, I have gone back over it and checked it for spelling and grammar errors as best I can before posting it here but tried not to change too much of it. I'm not the best writer in the world (far from it) so please be nice if you comment. I just like to get my little HP fantsies out of my head by writing them down sometimes.
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It was a beautiful day. The sun was shining and not a cloud was in site, an absolutely perfect day for a wedding. Bill and Fleur Weasley were enjoying their first dance as husband and wife. Everyone was smiling, laughing, and drinking much more than they should have, everyone that is except for the grooms’ youngest brother. Ron Weasley was sitting by himself in a corner watching a pretty girl with brown eyes and bushy brown hair chatting up a handsome member of the brides’ family. Look at her smiling and laughing at anything the bloody git says! She never laughs like that when I say something funny! Ron Thought, getting angrier with every second that passed.
Across the room Rons older twin brothers, Fred & George, were watching him and shaking their heads. They just didn’t understand what Ron was afraid of. Ron along with the rest of the Weasleys’ had a beautiful mane of ginger colored hair. Unlike his twin brothers Ron was tall and lanky like his father, with blue eyes and a rather roughish smile that could melt the hearts of just about any girl he wanted. Unfortunately Ron did not see himself that way and was certain that the bushy haired girl he adored, none other than one of his best friends Hermione Granger, could never in a million years love him as he loved her. Fred and George on the other hand new that their little brother and his little friend were extremely hot for each other and vowed to do whatever it took to get them together finally.
“You reckon we could stir up enough jealousy in ickle Ronniekins--” Fred said.
“To make him admit he’s in love--” Continued George.
“With Granger?” They finished together.
Hermione sat chatting with Fleur’s cousin Jacques Who was extremely good looking and quite taken with Hermione, but, the only one she wanted was off brooding in a corner and looking very unhappy. Jacques was tall and well built with broad shoulders and a very muscular looking back. He had bright shining dark blue eyes and his hair could have passed for spun gold. All this meant nothing to Hermione though, because, to her no one was as gorgeous as Ron. Why won’t he just ask me to dance at least? I’d be happy with just one little dance. Thought Hermione. Then, realizing that Jacques was staring at her with a puzzled look on his face, she shook her head and said “I’m so sorry I must have over done it with the butterbeer what were you saying?” She flushed with embarrassment as she tried to focus on Jacques and stop thinking of Ron.
“I was just saying zat zee man who you `ave been daydreaming about muzt be a fool to not zweep you into is arms and show you how special you are.” There was now a wistful look in his eyes.
“I’m really sor…” Began Hermione but Jacques brought his finger to her lips and said…
“No, do not apologize, a person cannot help who zey love. You are a zmart beautiful young woman and zee man who put zat sparkle in your eyes is a very lucky man!” With that Jacques kissed the back of her hand and went to get a dance with his cousin before leaving the party.
“Look at them.” Fred said.
“They’re miserable.” Observed George.
“Hermione has grown into a beautiful young woman.” Assessed Fred.
“Yes she has.” Agreed George.
“We would just be helping them out a little.” They said together.
As Fred and George stood there watching Hermione & Ron, scheming to get the two love birds together, George noticed Ron get up and start walking towards them.
“Uh-Oh Fred, Ron is on his way over here.” Fred glances over his shoulder to see the younger man winding his way through the crowd of guests.
“Shall we put our plan into action?”
“Yes I think we shall. Would you like to start George?”
“Ok, here goes” he takes a deep breath and just as Ron approaches says… “And what exactly do you mean by that?!”
“Just that I am the better Quidditch player and we all know how much she fancies really good Quidditch players.” Fred said with an impish gleam in his eyes.
“Hey guys what’s going on?” Ron asked with a puzzled look on his face.
“Oh look George its ickle Ronniekins.”
“Don’t you try and change the subject on me Fred we’re discussing which one of us gets to dance with her first!”
“Why don’t we ask Ron what he thinks? He does know her better than either of us.”
“Ok then, Ron, which one of us should ask Hermione for a dance first?” Ron listened to his brothers arguing over some girl with a smirk on his face until he realized who they were fighting over and his blood started boiling. HERMIONE! How can they be fighting over Hermione! I’ll kill them! They don’t care about her they just want to to… I’ll kill them!!!
“What difference does it make which one of you she dances with first?” Asked Ron trying, unsuccessfully, to ignore the monster in his stomach that was screaming at him to pound both of them into a bloody pulp!
“Oh brilliant idea Fred, he’s loads of help.”
“Well you’re the one who went and asked the sod what he thought!”
“You two stay the bloody hell away from Hermione!” Ron hissed through his teeth.
“Or what ickle Ronniekins?” Fred Countered.
“Or… or…” Said Ron turning beet red with rage!
“Oh look George, Ron is going to hex us or turn us into a couple of… George?” Fred pretended to just now notice that George was no longer with them.
“What? You think I can’t…” But Ron was cut off by Fred’s seemingly sudden rage at something going on behind Ron.
“That no good, dirty, sleazy, sodding…” But Fred was caught off guard when Ron turned around to see George & Hermione spinning around on the dance floor laughing and having a good ole’ time. Ron’s face turned a frightening shade of pale burgundy very much like his best friend Harry’s uncle Vernon when he was about to scream at Harry for being different. Ron curled his hands into such tight fists that his hands turned as white as the feathers of a snowy owl.
Fred looked from his rage filled little brother to his twin and thought… SHIT!!! I think we may have gone about this the wrong way! But before he could try to fix things Ron practically leaped across the room and grabbed George by the arm pulling him around to the edge of the dance floor and away from a completely startled Hermione.
“I thought I told you to stay away from her!!!” Ron hissed at George
“And why should I? We’re both adults now and can…”
“RONALD!!!” Hermione practically screamed in Ron’s ear. “What has gotten into you? Why did you drag George away like that are you trying to ruin Bill and Fleur’s wedding by making a scene? You… you… you…” But Hermione was too livid to continue.
“What are you yelling at me for I’m just trying to protect you!” Ron said arrogantly.
“Protect me? From George? What are you talking about? Have you been at the fire whiskey?” Hermione said with a very confused but still angry look on her face.
“He’s using you! They both are!” Ron said as Fred joined them looking slightly relieved that Ron hadn’t started a physical fight with George.
“Oh not this again!” Hermione said exasperatedly.
“Yes this again!”
“What could they possibly be using me for? It was just a dance Ron! And like I told you before I can take care of myself!”
“Oh sure you can.” Ron whispered sarcastically.
“And what’s that supposed to mean? You know what never mind what it means what gives you the right to decide who I can and cannot dance with? You didn’t get all bent out of shape when I was dancing with Harry!” She almost screamed at Ron.
“Harry thinks of you as a sister he’s not trying to… to…”
“To what, Ronald, spit it out!” Hermione said tears welling up in her eyes.
“To get in your pants that’s what!” He hissed at her. Shocked she looked at Fred and George who at Ron’s last hissed statement turned slightly pink in the face and neck.
“Oh, and you think I’m going to just fall victim to theirs or anybody else’s tricks do you?”
“All I’m trying to do is protect you, that’s what people do for the ones they love!!!” As soon as the words were out of his mouth Ron went completely pale and started stuttering. “ I-I-I…”
“W-What did you s-say?” asked Hermione looking completely stunned.
“He said `that’s what people do for the ones they LOVE. `” the twins said together with an air of triumph and impish little grins plastered across their faces.
“Ron?” Hermione squeaked softly through the tears that were now flowing freely down her face.
“I-I-I… oh bloody hell, alright! Hermione, thereasonIactthewayIdowhenanyguynoticesyouisbecauseIloveyou.”
“What did he say George?”
“No idea Fred.”
“Hush! R-Ron I’m sorry could you repeat that.” Hermione said quite flustered for she was sure she understood every word.
“I-I said the reason I act the way I do when any guy notices you is because…well… because I Love you.”
“I-I Love You too Ron. I think I’ve always loved you.” Hermione stammered looking shocked but completely elated.
“Well it looks like our work here is done Fred.”
“Yes very well done if you ask me George.”
“What the bloody hell are you guys talking about?” Ron asked bewildered, still quite stunned to learn that Hermione feels the same way as he does and for as long as he has too.
“Well little brother if you must know…” George said
“We set this whole thing up.” Fred finished.”
“What?” Said Ron & Hermione together
“Blimey George, they’re already in sync with each other.”
“Scary isn’t it Fred?” Ron opened his mouth to say something but Fred cut him off.
“You see dear brother everyone was tired of the song and dance you two have been playing with each other.” Fred revealed.
“So we decided to make you think we wanted Hermione.” George continued.
“It wasn’t that hard I mean she has become a very beautiful young woman.” Said together as they walked away leaving the love birds as alone as you can be when your hovering at the edge of a dance floor.
“ Hey! Oi, guys come back here and explain what you mean!” Ron hollered after the twins as he slipped his arm around Hermione’s waist and pulled her closer to him. “Can you believe tho…”
“Ron.”
“…se two dropping som…”
“RON!”
“What?”
“Shut up and kiss me!”