Love: An Irresistable Desire...HP Fanfic

Chapter 4:

Chapter Four: Am I or the others crazy?

The rest of Hermione’s Tuesday was very good. She and Fred caught up with each other; about everything, about nothing.

What Fred had learned: Amalia had a slight crush on him, and not something like she was from the loony bin. He certainly thought she was barmy.

That was basically all Fred learned, at this point, because Fred was doing all the talking. Hermione couldn’t possibly belt him up! Even though, at times she wished she had.

Fred had told Hermione about his recent safari adventure in Africa. (Where, he didn’t say. It probably wasn’t safe.) And while he was telling about Africa, he managed to mention the elephants.

The only comment about the elephants Hermione could make was this: “The elephants were doing what?” Need more be said?

Afterwards, Hermione changed the subject, as she desperately wanted to do. She told of her past seven months; otherwise known as her workaholic days. Nothing special about that; work work work and no play.

They talked and talked. By the time they were quite dead in the sense of not coming up with anything else to talk about now, in was 10 p.m. In the end, Fred had even told of how his freckle on his big toe got its name; it was named Goliath for reasons that will not want to be known.

Hermione said goodnight to Fred and went to her room to begin collecting information about Fred to put in her article. With her superb memory, Hermione had remembered everything that Fred had said. However, she wasn’t just about to use all the things Fred had told her. Especially not the part about the elephants on the safari and the freckle Goliath.

It was nearly midnight and Hermione had just finished collecting her notes. Just before she fell asleep, Mopsie screeched her pleas to be let out. Hermione groaned and slowly got out of her nice warm bed to let her out.

Mopsie gladly flew out and landed on the window table; she was telling Hermione to open the bloody window. Hermione groaned again and stumbled toward the window.

“Damn bird,” Hermione muttered. This earned her a peck from Mopsie. “Now, if you aren’t back by tomorrow at 7 p.m., you won’t be allowed to see Kelloggs for a whole week. You got me?”

Mopsie hooted in reply. Mopsie was actually telling Hermione off, but she would never know that.

Kelloggs is Mopsie’s boyfriend and also happens to be Lee Jordan’s owl. How exactly Mopsie and Kelloggs had gotten together, Hermione and Lee never learned. Nor would they ever, since they don’t speak owl.

As soon as the window was open, Mopsie flew away and Hermione hastily closed the window after her then crawled back in bed, instantly falling asleep.

The next morning, Hermione woke at 11:23 a.m., the latest she had woken up in years. Fred was already awake, and dressed, surprisingly. He was reading a magazine in what he called his “man’s chair.” He was actually reading a Mystical Witch magazine.

“Good morning, Hermione.”

“Morning. Whatcha reading?”

“Oh, you would be familiar with this. A very interesting article entitled ‘How to Devilsnare Your Wizard’, by Hermione Granger.”

“Oh god no! That was one of my first articles I wrote…in 1999.” Hermione flopped down on the overstuffed puce coloured couch. It actually was quite comfortable, but the colour was still horrendous.

Fred smiled. “Did you come up with the title?”

“Hell no. That was someone else. I would have never wanted to write an article with that title, but they had to see my “capabilities.” Ridiculous if you ask me.”