Halrloprillalar   hal@prillalar.com   http://prillalar.com/

October 24, 2003

RATING: PG.

FANDOM/SPOILERS: Harry Potter. Books and movies.

SUMMARY: Hermione in love.

DISTRIBUTION: Archive anywhere. Email forwarding allowed.

DISCLAIMER: Rowling, not me.

NOTES: For Sociofemme, who wrote the first paragraph.


SWEET MYSTERY OF LOVE
by Halrloprillalar - hal@prillalar.com

Hermione Granger was in love. She realised it at ten minutes of two
o¹clock Tuesday afternoon, which may seem an odd time to have a
realisation of that nature, but there you have it.

At a quarter of two, she was sitting in the Common Room reading her
History of Magic notes about the Goblin Rebellion. At ten of two,
just as she was reviewing an account of the dismemberment of the
Special Diplomatic Envoy to the goblins, a thought flashed into her
mind and wouldn't go away.

George Weasley, it said. You're in love with George Weasley.

Hermione knew it would be useless to keep revising at this
juncture. But she felt it was most inconvenient. She hadn't planned
to be in love at least until next year and preferably not until
she'd left school altogether.

And George? Not on the short list of candidates. But the more she
thought about it, the more reasonable it seemed. He really was
bright, even though he focused his intelligence in unsuitable
areas. But she could perhaps gently direct him. He was nice, he was
fit. All in all, not unthinkable. In fact, it was becoming more and
more thinkable the more she thought about it.

She looked around the common room. There he was, whispering in a
corner with Fred. Hermione never had any trouble telling them
apart. But this did make her wonder why George and not Fred.
Perhaps it was a Mystery of Love; she was given to understand it
was somewhat capricious.

As she watched them, George looked up and smiled at her. Hermione
felt her heart quicken and her insides give a great leap. Really,
the physiological effects of love were strange. But pleasant. She
smiled back and wondered if she should go over and strike up a
conversation.

Then Fred and George rose and Fred made an announcement.
"Demonstrating the very latest from Weasley's Wizard Wheezes --
Skiving Snackboxes." Hermione watched, bemused by the pleased look
on George's face. She really was impressed by the things they
invented. She thought she'd tell George so, afterwards. She felt a
warm, tingly sensation as she looked at him. It did seem to be
love.

George took a bite out of a small striped chew and vomited
copiously and noisily into a bucket.

Or possibly it was just a passing crush. Hermione gathered up her
things and went to the library to study.

F I N I S

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