The Blab Potion

By:liliyhermionepotter17

Disclaimer: Harry Potter does not belong me but to JKR.

Author's note : This is the second story that I wrote. I don't know how many chapters it will be. It's different when you type it on the computer and when you write it on paper. Well i hope that you will like it and I will update as soon as I type the next chapter. Please Review! Thanks. lhp17.

Chapter 1

Fred and George Weasely watched Harry, Ron and Hermione from behind one of the tall book shelves in the library on a bright, sunny monday afternoon. "Look there he goes" said Fred. Harry looked up from his homework and looked across the table at his best friend Hermione . He had a look of longing in his eyes. Suddenly Hermione looked up from her work as though she sensed Harry's stare. Harry immediatly looked back down at his homework a blush warming his cheeks. Hermione look at him for a minute before she went back to her work with a sigh.

Fred and George leaned back and looked at each other. "You were right Fred those two definitely have some chemesty going on but neither one of them what to make the first move." said George. Fred smiled and said "that's where we come in " He pulled a small vial out of his robes and held it up. "What's that?" George said. "It's just a little potion I whipped up it's called the blab potion. I found it in our potions book. Snapes class might be useful for something."

George laughed and said "how does it work?" Fred smiled "Well all we have to do is get Harry to drink this and he will tell Hermione everything he is thinking and feeling" George looked confused "why will he only tell Hermione those things and not anybody else?" " It's how the potion works, he will only Blab to the person he is attracted to and has feelings for."

George let out another small laugh as he said "So, your telling me that when Harry drinks this that he will express every jealous thought or feeling to Hermione and she will finally know how he feels about her." "That's the plan but how are we going to get him to drink it?" George frowned in though for a minute then it cam to him "I know we can get him a bottle of butterbeer and pour the potion into it " "George your a genius! let's go."

Later that evening Harry was reading a book by the fire when Fred and George entered the common room. They nodded to each other and approached . "Harry would you like this butterbeer we had an extra one?"

Harry looked up from his book and said " sure I love butterbeer but are you sure that you don't want it? "Yeah" Fred said " I got it and decieded that I really didn't want it so George suggested that I give it to you because you like butterbeer so much."

Harry smiled and held out his hand for the bottle. Fred handed it to him saying "we already opened it for you so drink up." Fred and George watched as Harry drank the drink and grinnned when he finished it. "Thanks guys that really hit the spot." "no problem Harry that's what friends are for' George said. Harry when back to reading his book. Fred and George looked up as the potrait door opened and saw Hermione enter the common room.

They grinned at each other perfect now to test the potion it's suppost to be fast acting. " Hey Hermione." Fred said. Harry's head jerked up at the sound of Hermione's name "your looking nice tonight." Hermione smiled and said " thanks Fred goodnight, you too George, Harry." She turned and continued on to her dormitary. Harry jumped out of his chair and said "Hermione" she turned to look at him and Harry turned bright red as he said "I..I.. just wanted to say that I agree with Fred you look very nice today." Hermione's cheeks turned red too "Thanks Harry goodnight." She turned and walked up the stairs to her dormitary.

As soon as she shut the door Harry rounded on Fred and George and who were laughing. " What was in that butterbeer you gave me when I saw Hermione I just had to comment about the way that she looked it's like I couldn't control it . It just popped out what did you do!" Once he could control his laughter Fred said "It's called The Blan Potion, I'm afraid that your going to express you inner most thought's, feeling's, and jealouses to Hermione for about a week."

Harry couln't believe this "why did you give me that potion for so that I could make a fool out of myself in front of the whole school!" Harry said with a yell. George and Fred looked at each other then back at Harry. "No"

George said " we did not do this to embarrass you in front of the whole school but someone had to do something or you and Hermione would never admit about how you feel about each other." Harry's cheeks turned red as he said "I don't know what you are talking about me and Hermione are just friends."

Fred smiled "just friends huh, then why are you blushing as you say that?" Harry's cheeks got a little redder as he said "I'm not blushing it's just hot in here." Fred and George laughed again. "Well we will just have to see what comes out of your mouth theis week." Fred said "whatever your thinking or feeling about Hermione will come out and when you least expect it to." They both padded Harry on the back and George said "Have a good week." They both headed to their dormitary laughing as they went. Harry glared after them then turned when the portait door opened again and Ron entered the room.

" Hey Harry what are you up to." Harry pounced on him "were you in on this!" Ron looked at Harry funny "In on what? what are you talking about?" Harry relaxed a little bit "You are not going to believe what your brothers did!" Harry and Ron sat down and Harry told him everything that had happened in the last 30 minutes. When he was finished Ron laughed softly and said "why didn't I think of that." Harry stared at him "What are you talking about?" he said "this is ridiculous and pointless me and Hermione are just friends!" Ron laughed again and got up "you keep believing that but by the end of the week the truth will come out. I'm going to bed."

Harry followed him up to the dormitary and got ready for bed. He layed awake late into the night thinking about it and came to the conclusion that he had nothing to worry about. He couldn't blab what he wasn't feeling. With that thought he rolled over and when to sleep. He just didn't know how wrong that he was.