Hermione's Twin

Boy Talk

I walked into the hall and as I walked, I heard crying. I then saw her... Ginny was crying against a wall.
"What happened?" I asked sitting next to her. Like Mione she put her head on my shoulder.
"Harry likes Cho." She said sniffling.
"Yeah so... Ginny you could date anyone you want. Your really pretty and you always have Neville. I mean he is sweet and cares about you." I stated.
"I guess your right." Ginny said.
"Alright, now go get yourself in comfy clothes. Then you can chill with Mione and I in the common room." I exclaimed and she nodded walking off. I got off the ground to be engulfed in a hug.
"Thank you." I looked up to see Neville.
"It was no problem." I said walking to my common room. I went to my dorm and changed into pj's. I then grabbed a pillow and blanket heading back to the Gryffindor common room. I got to the corridor by the great hall to see Fred standing there.
"What happened to your dress?" He asked.
"Girls night, no boys aloud." I stated walking away, but he started chasing me. I ran up to the portrait in front of the Gryffindor common room.
"Fortuna Major." I said and it whipped open letting me in. I ran inside and jumped onto a couch. Fred tackled me making me fall to the ground. I was about to kiss him when someone coughed. We both stood up to see Mione and Ginny.
"Next time just invite me to girls night." Fred stated walking up to his dorm.
"So... what was that all about?" Ginny asked smiling.
"Nothing." I stated Mione rolled her eyes.
"You forget that I know you too well. Are you a Fred back together?" She asked.
"No." I said seriously... I was dying inside. Keeping this secret will be harder than I thought.
"Then what are you? Don't act like we didn't see you almost kiss him." Ginny exclaimed.
"I don't know what we are." I stated.
"Okay." Mione said getting off the topic.
"You know what I'm gonna do, as soon as Ron walks in I'm gonna tell him that Mione-" She covered my mouth before I could finish.
"Tell me what?" I then noticed Ron had walked into the room.
"That Bea has a crush on you." Ginny stated and I'm in a pickle now. Thanks Gin. I gave her that look and she mouthed sorry.
"Oh... well I uh... have to... go." Ron said going up to his dorm.
"I better follow him." Harry stated following him.
"I have to talk to Harry." Ginny said getting up.
"Remember what I said." I stated and she sat back down.
"I can't wait to sleep in tomorrow." I stated laying down.
"No, your coming with me to the quidditch game. It's Gryffindor against Slytherin." Mione exclaimed. I sat up and knew Fred could get hurt.
"How do they fit the triwizard tournament into the quidditch schedule?" I asked.
"Oliver take care of that with Dumbledore." Ginny stated.
"Is Harry playing?" I asked.
"No, Ginny is the seeker." Mione said.
"Congrats Ginny!" I exclaimed happily.
"Yay me." She said sarcastically making us laugh.
"So... do you want to go with me?" Mione asked.
"I guess I'll go." I stated and she cheered in victory.
"Fred go away." Ginny said annoyed by his presence.
"Why can't I just chill with you guys?" Fred asked.
"Because I say so." I stated and he frowned.
"Just let him stay." Hermione said and he cheered.
"I think I like Mione better though." He said sitting next to her. Fred made her blush and it ticked me off.
"Fred, can I talk to you over there for a minute?" I asked.
"Sure, cutie I'll be right back." Fred said and I could have punched him in the throat.
"What the hell was that?!" I whispered furiously.
"I was just making you jealous and look it worked." Fred exclaimed making it worse.
"Maybe this was a bad idea." I whispered.
"I'm sorry, I promise that it won't happen again." He stated and I looked over at my twin. Mione has always been the prettier twin. Her pretty curly brown hair and tan skin. Her chocolate brown eyes as sweet as chocolate. Then there was me with my dark auburn hair, pale skin, and electric blue eyes. There is nothing I can do to fix this now. I picked up my pillow and blanket. I walked out of there and back to the Ravenclaw Tower. I went to sleep that night not wanting to know what they thought of me.