"Leaves," Hermione Grange muttered to herself, "Are quite possibly the worst enemy of a reader."

She brushed another of the brown autumn leaves off her book, at which point it was promptly replaced by another. She sighed.

"What was that, Granger?" someone asked from behind her.

"Something about leaves, I should think," someone else said. The Weasley twins came up and sat on either side of her.

"Hello," Hermione said in response, closing her book and setting it down.

"Leaves?" the twin on her right reminded her. She thought it might have been Fred.

"They're enemies to readers," Hermione summarized.

"Why?" the twin on her left asked. "Leaves in the autumn are beautiful!"

"Such an array of colors," his brother continued.

"Forever floating on the breeze."

"And they all seem to land on my books," Hermione interrupted. "And I can't cast a simple shield charm, because then I wouldn't get the breeze."

"Aah," the twin on her right said. "They're annoying you."

"Yes."

"Well, We'll take care of that," the left twin said, nodding at his brother. The two of them stood and began to swat the leaves away by using various hexes.

"By all means, keep reading," one of them said.

"Yeah," the other agreed. "We'll keep the leaves at bay."

Hermione smiled. "Thank you," she said, amused, not knowing exactly how to react. She began reading again, and for a half an hour they kept at it with the leaves, until she finished her book.

"Again, thanks," Hermione said, standing. The twins looked disappointed.

"Anytime."

"Yeah, feel free to call us whenever you want."

"We enjoyed the leaf-hexing."

"I'll keep that in mind," Hermione said, and the trio headed back up to the castle as the breeze whipped more leaves around in the wind. It left Hermione with a slightly new view of the Weasley twins- and the leaves themselves.