Well hello everyone (: I never thought I'd be writing a FreMione fanfic, but it seems I am – I've grown on this ship! (:

Wherever you will go

So lately, been wondering

Who will be there to take my place

When I'm gone you'll need love to light the shadows on your face

If a great wave shall fall and fall upon us all

Then between the sand and stone could you make it on your own.

"Hermione! Wake up! The train leaves in two hours!" Ginny shook her awake.

"What?!" she shrieked, shooting up in alarm. "Thank bloody God I've packed!" she sighed, slumping back down again.

She rubbed her eyes and looked out at the window of the bedroom she shared with her best friend. The sun was streaming through, highlighting how dusty the room really was and the green wallpaper was peeling from the wall, indicating a sense of gloominess. In fact, the whole house gave off an aura of gloominess.

"Oh, by the way, Mum said that breakfast is ready if you want something," Ginny told her, before sauntering out of the room.

She sighed again. Guess I'll get ready now I'm up.

She changed into simple black jeans and a red tee shirt. She stuffed her wand in her pocket, strode over to the door, opened it and came face to face with none other than Fred Weasley.

"Hey 'Mione," he said.

"Hey Fred," she replied wearily.

"Don't worry, I haven't got any pranks up my sleeve," he winked, and then chuckled.

"Thank God," she smiled, relieved.

"Shall I escort you to the kitchen?" he asked, grinning pleasantly.

"Um, sure. How come you're nice to me now then?" she asked, quite taken aback. They walked down the stairs, exchanging banter.

"I'm always nice!" he exclaimed, mocking fake hurt.

"Don't fool yourself!" she chuckled.

"Fine, fine. I'm just in a nice mood. Not a bad thing is it?"

"I suppose," she smiled. She never realised how charming Fred could be. They reached the kitchen and split up, but not before he kissed her on the cheek, though out of sight. She blushed, and then timidly strolled in.

"Good morning Hermione!" Mrs Weasley exclaimed. "You're up later than normal, but still earlier than Ron and Hermione," she said rolling her eyes. "Fred, how are you up so early?"

"School! We all love school! Who wouldn't get up two hours earlier to go to school!" he said sarcastically.

"Exactly," Mrs Weasley replied, smiling satisfactorily.

Fred glared at her.

"Mrs Weasley, have you heard who the new Defence against the Dark Arts teacher is yet?" Hermione interrupted.

"Ooh yes! Remus will be teaching again!"

"Really? That's great!" she said, smiling. She'd always had a small crush on Remus Lupin. She turned to speak to Ginny beside her, the silly smile still firmly upon her face.

"Yeah – I gotta admit, he's an awesome teacher," Fred interrupted rudely, knowing all too well the meaning behind her smile. Why can't it be me that she's smiling about? Ugh. Get a grip Fred! If George knew what I was thinking, he'd never let me live it down!

"Oi Fred, where's George?" Ginny abruptly asked him.

"He's still in bed, the lazy ponce."

"Oh yeah, and you can't say much, can you?" Ginny replied sarcastically.

"Now, now, no arguing this morning please!" Mrs Weasley shrilled. "I'll be back now; I'm just going to wake everyone up." She rolled her eyes, and then hurried out of the kitchen.

Suddenly, Fred saw something gold gleaming on one of the cupboards on the opposite side of the room. Hmm...what's that?

He leapt up and walked over to pick it up.

"Fred, what are you doing?" Ginny asked uncertainly. He ignored her and picked it up.

"Do you guys know what this is?" Fred asked, holding a small gold chain up with a small hourglass on the end of it.

"It's a time turner," Hermione told him. "It does exactly as the name of it says."

"Whoa! Can you go anywhere in time?"

"Yeah...wait! Don't mess with time!" she warned.

"Come on, 'Mione, can't we just go back an hour or something?"

He didn't bother waiting for an answer, but just shoved the gold chain around her neck, as well as his and Ginny's.

"Here we go!" he said mischievously. Before the girls could rip it off, Fred had turned the time turner.

They'd been thrown into total darkness.

"Hermione? Fred?"

"Ginny?"

"Where the bloody 'ell are we?" Fred panicked, removing the golden chain quickly as if it was dangerous.

"Hang on, Fred. Lumos," Hermione muttered. Light beamed from the wand Hermione's wand. She studied the room for a bit. "Hmm. I'd say we're in the Hogwarts dungeons," she concluded.

"But how did we get from Grimmauld Place to Hogwarts?" Ginny asked in a confused tone.

"I haven't got a clue. Fred, let me take a look at the time turner for a second."

He handed it over to her reluctantly. She looked at it for while, and then said, "There's a crack in this. I'm supposing that it's broken and it caused a time and space shift when you turned it."

The two redheads had looks of pure confusion upon their faces.

"Meaning, we're most likely gone back in time and the space shift caused us to come here...it's the only way I can explain it," Hermione babbled.

"So what do we do?" the male asked.

"Shall we see if Dumbledore is around?" Ginny questioned.

"Yeah that's a good idea," Hermione agreed.

Hermione looked around for a sign of a door.

"There's the door! Come on!"

They sneaked out and followed the familiar path from the dungeon to the Headmaster's office. They'd walked this way so many times from Snape's lessons that they were used to it. They passed a window and noticed that it was night time already. The trio finally reached the office, but unfortunately realised that they didn't know the password.

"Oh crap."

"May I help you?" they heard an unfamiliar voice speak behind them.

They whipped around, wand in hand and in front of them was a nearly bald, but somewhat feeble old man.

"Who are you?" Fred asked insolently.

"I am the Headmaster of this school, young man!" The man looked rather offended.

"Oh, sorry," Fred mumbled.

"What was your name again?" Hermione asked politely.

"I believe I haven't told you it. My name is Professor Armando Dippet."

"My name is Hermione, this is Ginny and that is Fred. We seem to be in a small predicament."

"And what would that predicament be?"

"We're from the future."

"Preposterous!" Dippet spluttered.

"No, it's true. We're from the year 1995."

The Headmaster looked gobsmacked.

"Headmaster, does there seem to be a problem?" A familiar voice spoke.

Dumbledore!

"It seems that these children have appeared from nowhere. They say that they've come from the future, which is obviously preposterous! What do you think, Albus?"

"I think that they are telling the truth, Armando."

"B-b-but...that's just...silly!"

"It's not. Listen what they have to say. Ladies and Gentleman, what happened?"

"I saw this time turner and I thought it would be interesting to go back in time but it backfired so that we ended up here," Fred told him.

"May I see this time turner?"

Hermione handed it over to Dumbledore.

"Thank you. May I keep this overnight to have a look over it?"

"Sure," she replied.

"Much appreciated. I just need to speak with Armando for a minute."

He walked towards the Headmaster and pulled him gently into a corner. They whispered for while, then returned to the teenagers.

"I think you may have to stay at the school for a while," Dippet squeaked.

"Where would we stay?" Ginny inquired.

"You will have your own common room."

"Thank you."

"It's no problem. Now, what are your full names?" Dippet asked.

"I'm Hermione Jane Granger, and they are Fred and Ginevra Weasley."

"Ah. Weasleys! Should've known from the hair," Armando chuckled.

"I suggest that you change your surnames," Dumbledore advised, smiling.

"Why?"

"There are a few Weasleys in the school," Dumbledore replied.

"That's not surprising," Hermione laughed.

"Is it possible that we could talk more in the morning?" Dippet said. He did look quite tired after all.

"Yes of course. Where is our common room?" Hermione asked.

"It's two portraits down to the girls' bathroom on the second floor."

"Thank you. What time shall we come see you tomorrow?"

"3.00?"

"That's fine," Hermione said.

"Good. My password is 'Barnabas the Barmy'."

"Thank you. Good night!"

Without a word, the trio turned on their heels and hurried to their new common room.

They arrived there 15 minutes later.

"Hello, I'll be your portrait for the rest of the year," the person in the portrait greeted them. "Do not worry! You may choose your own password."

"Ooh great!" Ginny said.

"What about loyalty?" Hermione suggested.

"A fine password," Fred agreed.

"Shut up Fred," Hermione snapped.

"Hey hey, what the hell have I done?"

"Do you need to ask?!" Hermione screeched.

"Guys...you can come in now," Ginny said from the portrait hole. "And stop bloody arguing!"

The pair climbed through the portrait, flustered and angry.

There - my first chapter :) What are your views on it so far? Too OOC for Fred?

Please review - I'd like to know your views and criticisms! Also, apologies for any typos - I don't really check over this properly.

Lauren! xx