Hi there! I know I have other stories, and I am totally working on them, but this came to mind and I HAD to do it. Fred is NOT dead in this story. And Ron is a big ole git in this story, so if you like Ron, I have warned you in advance.

A Disastrous First Day

Hermione groaned as she rolled out of bed. Literally. "Oof!" She hit the floor hard and looked around for the source of the constant ringing. She sat up and saw the clock on the bedside table, flashing and ringing out. Mental note put it on radio mode. She thought as she stood up. She walked over to the table and hit the top hard, putting the ringing to an end. She rolled her head around her shoulders and grabbed her new suit to go shower and change.

"Rumor has it…Ruuummmooorr….Rumor has it." Hermione sang lightly as she walked out of the bathroom, with her suit on. It was a dark blue and she was wearing a white, long-sleeved, button-up shirt underneath it, with the jacket unbuttoned at the moment. She set her black high heels on the floor, still singing the song and slid into them.

"Dayyyuuumm!" a voice shouted from the stairs, followed by a wolf whistle. Hermione snapped her head up to see Fred Weasley standing at the top of the stairs. "Don't you look refreshing." He added with a cheeky grin.

Hermione blushed as she scowled at him lightly, "Thank you Fred, but the outburst and whistle were not necessary. I don't really look that nice." Hermione said as she looked down at her attire.

She looked up in time to see Fred roll his eyes. "Whatever. Mum sent me to get you. Breakfast is done, and she wants to see you off to your first day of work at the Ministry." He said with a gentle smile.

"Oh…thank you Fred." Hermione said sending a bright smile at him as she slid into her room and grabbed her wand.

"Your welcome love, may I escort you?" he asked, wiggling his eyebrows at her.

Hermione laughed gently and nodded, "Of course." She said with a smile as he took her arm and led the way down the stairs towards the kitchen.

"Oh deary, don't you just look lovely today!" Molly said as Hermione and Fred walked into the kitchen. Fred walked Hermione to her normal chair and pulled it out for her. "And Fred, how sweet!" Molly said happily.

"Th-Thank you Fred." Hermione said as she sat down and Fred pushed the chair in.

"No problem love." Fred replied before going to his seat across the table from her.

"Are you excited Hermione?" Molly asked as Hermione made her plate.

"Oh very." Hermione responded before taking a large bite of pancakes.

"Eat up!" Molly shouted out to all of the ones who were still there.

"What was with the entrance?" Ginny asked from beside Hermione.

"What do you mean?" Hermione asked, glancing across the table at Fred, who was now engrossed in a conversation with his mirror image.

Ginny laughed lightly, "What do you think I mean? Fred escorted you…" she said quietly.

"Oh that…Fred offered…after he complimented me. I think that state of unconsciousness during the War messed him up a little." Hermione said with a shrug as she finished off her food. "That was delicious Molly…now if you'd excuse me, I really must be heading to work."

"Of course." Molly said with a nod of her head.

"Hermione!" Hermione looked over to see Fred and George had both jumped up and yelled at her. She raised an eyebrow, "When do you eat lunch?"

Hermione bit her lower lip, "Ermm…12:30." She replied, "Why?" she asked uneasily as she stood up and pushed her chair in.

"Meet us at the Leaky Cauldron, we need your help." George said with a wink.

"Oh…of course." Hermione said with a nod before Apparating away.

Hermione groaned as she entered the dark room. She looked around listening for the loudness that would belong to the twins.

"HERMIONE!" Hermione turned and saw the twins jumping wildly and waving her over.

Hermione ran over, drenched and with a very angry and sad look on her face. "I am SO sorry boys. He held me after, then he finally let me out." She said as she slid into the booth across from the grinning boys.

"As long as you made it." Fred said with a gentle smile.

"You look bloody awful." George spotted plainly.

Hermione scoffed, "Thank you George." She said with a growl.

"Oh, you're welcome!" he said with a bright grin.

Fred rolled his eyes at his brother and looked at Hermione with wonder. "Are you okay Hermione? Has something happened?" he asked.

Hermione growled lightly as the waiter walked up. "I'd like a sweat tea with a lemon please." She said, the boys ordered next and then Fred turned his worried gaze onto Hermione, hoping she would talk. "Your brother is a bloody git! How he works so high in the Ministry is a shocker to me!" she snapped angrily.

"What did Ronniekins do?" George asked.

Hermione laughed lightly at the nickname, "He treated me like I was the dumbest person to have ever walk the Earth…and then to prove I knew nothing, he set an elaborate jinx on his room, into which made it wet, and begin to flood. I had to pull out all of my best moves, and then it still didn't work." She growled.

"And then?" George asked with a goofy grin, thinking this was funny.

"I told him he should use an umbrella." Hermione stated plainly as the waiter returned with their drinks.

Without a second thought, Fred and George both burst into laughter, their eyes closed tightly as they laughed heartily. Hermione smiled unwillingly at the way the twins looked. Fred finally calmed down, "Is that what took you so long to get here?" he asked.

Hermione sighed and took a sip of her tea, "Yes…and after I told him that…I sorta Apparated away…and to down the roads a way and walked here." She replied quietly.

"You're sopping wet love." Fred said gently as he pointed his wand at her and muttered a spell, instantly drying the girl in front of him.

"Thank you Fred." Hermione said as the waiter returned to get their orders. "I would like the spicy chicken club, instead of mayo I'd like ranch dressing and some French fries please." Hermione said as she gave him the menu she was holding and looked down at the table, a thought crossing her mind. Once he was gone she looked back up at the twins, "What did you need my help with boys?"

Fred and George looked at one another and big grins that would match the Cheshire Cat's, appeared on their faces. "We need your great wisdom and witchery to make a product…we just can't seem to perfect it…But we know you could help us." Fred said with a grin.

Hermione rolled her eyes as she sent a glare that said, You should know better than to ask the ex-Prefect. Seeing the puppy-dog faces appear she sighed and met Fred's light brown eyes. "Fine, what is this product?"

George smiled brightly, "I thought you'd never ask." He said as he pulled two pieces of parchment out of his jacket and slid them across the table to her.

"Smarty-Tarty?" Hermione asked with a raised eyebrow, looking over the paper to look at the twins. Fred motioned for her to skim the paper. Hermione couldn't help but to be impressed by it all. The candy was designed for students to concentrate better during class and make them smarter. "Wow…I like." She said under her breath.

"I figured you would." Fred said. "So, whaddya say? Help us out?"

Hermione sighed and looked at Fred, "When would I find the time?" she asked.

George swallowed his Butterbeer hard and his eyes went wide. "Well…it could all end very soon." He said.

Hermione turned around to see what had George very uncomfortable to find Ron making his way over to Hermione and the twins. She looked back at Fred and George to see them scrunch down in their seats, trying to make themselves as small as possible. "Oh, hello Mr. Weasley." She said, spatting out his name as she put on a fake smile.

"Hermione…what the hell are you doing here?" Ron asked, trying to keep his cool.

Hermione rolled her eyes lightly, "Eating lunch with my friends." She said plainly.

"I already knew she was having lunch with you two. Mum wrote me as soon as you three had left." Ron growled out as he turned his attention back to Hermione.

Hermione glanced over to see Fred and George right themselves as the food appeared on their table. "Can we talk after my lunch break?" Hermione asked lightly.

Ron growled lightly, "Hermione…we need to talk." He said as she turned to her food and began to eat.

"Then talk…I'm all ears." Hermione said with her mouth full, her hand in front of it as to not show the food inside.

Ron rolled his eyes and pulled a chair up and sat at the end of the table. "Hermione, I know it's been a while since you were in school, and what not, but you cannot just walk out on a job. I have every right to fire you." He said, his calm slowly ebbing away to anger. He saw that she would not speak up, so he kept on, "You have two minutes to give me some valid reasons that I should not fire you Hermione."

"She's been your best friend since your first year." George offered before taking a bite of his sandwich.

"She's bloody brilliant, smartest girl ever…" Fred added with a shrug as he turned his hungry attention towards his French fries.

Hermione looked and smiled lightly at Ron, showing that was what she was about to say. "Those aren't good enough Herms…" Ron said uneasily, trying to hold back his anger.

Hermione shrugged her shoulders and swallowed the bite of food she had. "Then I don't know what to tell you."

"She's a hard worker, very devoted to everything she does. She doesn't stop until she has what she wants. She may be stubborn, but she does follow orders." Fred said quickly, looking straight at Hermione. Hermione tore her eyes from Ron's angry, intense stare to look at Fred. "She's bloody amazing, one of the best girls known to mankind, and if you don't want her as an employee then fine, because I know a couple of people who would LOVE to have her!"

Hermione grinned brightly, "And you are a bloody git Ronald! You've treated me like dirt all day long!" she added. "So…you can't fire me…"

"I have every right MISS Granger." Ron snapped, his composure slipping completely.

"No…because I quit!" Hermione snapped. "Today was the worst first day I have ever experienced!" Ron stood up, and stormed away, leaving the three alone in his angry wake. "Please tell me you were serious about the people who would love to employ me." Hermione said pleadingly. "Because, if you are not, I'm running after Ronald and apologizing…I need a job."

Fred chuckled, "Who do you think we were talking about?" he asked.

"I-I don't know." Hermione said uncomfortably.

"Us…we will totally pay you for helping us out." George said.

"I can't just depend on this for one product guys…I need a more steady job." Hermione said sliding out of the booth.

Fred pushed George out and dashed after Hermione, "You can help us with all of our products 'Mione. I promise you will be just as much of a top dog as Georgie and I." he said with a bright smile.

Hermione sighed and nodded her head and followed him back to the table. "Deal." She said. What the hell did I just get myself into? She thought, realizing that all hell would break loose when Ron got back to the Burrow later that evening.

Author's Note:

I hope you all enjoyed this! I'm still not a hundred percent sure where this story is going! xD

Please do read and review! ^-^

~MistressShawyn