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... Well here it goes.

… Life can change and you don't even notice. Me, Hermione Jane Granger didn't even notice until I was in way over my head….

That eventful day, you know, the one that hundreds upon hundreds of books would be written about in the wizarding world. The one when, my best friend Harry Potter risked his life for the ones he loved to defeat Voldemort. On that very day the foundation was laid that changed my life forever.

Everyone who had stayed to fight was in the great hall. Many were crying, and looking for their loved ones, while others were celebrating. As I sat with the all of the Weasleys at the Gryffindor table (And I do mean all! In my fan fiction Fred LIVED) I really began to think about what really mattered in life.

Tonks and Remus had died. I would really miss them, especially Tonks. She was the most entertaining person I had ever known, but she would always stop messing around to listen to me when I needed her to. She always knew how to make me feel better. We had always gotten along nicely, and I couldn't believe she was gone for forever. Poor Teddy, he is barely four months old, and now both of his parents are dead. It was right then, that the harshness of death, and sadness started to hit me. As I started to cry the twins engulfed me in a hug. Reality wasn't a place I wanted to be at the moment.

I had a lot of thinking to do about my future. I decided that I was going to leave my parents in Australia until most of the remaining faithful death eaters were taken to Azkaban. I couldn't leave my parents unprotected with evil people angry at me for helping to kill their 'Lord'. … I miss my parents, but they won't die because of me…

So luckily, Mrs. Weasley was nice enough to let me stay with them for the summer until we had to go back to school. I know you might be confused why we had to go back after we defeated an unbeatable man. Well I decided to go back because of my love for knowledge … ha-ha not! But really, the three of us went back to school because a new law stated that a Hogwarts diploma is a requirement for most jobs in the wizarding community, especially the kind of work I wanted to do. Also some people from the Order thought it would be wise to have us (Ron, Harry, and I) somewhere safe for the next couple months.

That's how it all started. Everyone had just gotten back from our stay at Hogwarts. It was nice to be back at the Weasley's. I was unpacking in Ginny's room at the Burrow while she sat on her bed talking about how excited she was that I was now in her grade at school, and would be in the same classes with her. … I think she's more excited that I'll now be studying the same things as her so I'll be able to do her homework easier and she can be with Harry even more, if that's possible … I wasn't really listening because I was thinking about how odd it was that I didn't have to unpack Crookshank's stuff and feed him … but I had lost him in the war …

"FREDRICK EMMETT WEASLEY! WHAT WERE YOU THINKING??? .. THAT'S RIGHT YOU WEREN'T!! YOU ALMOST GAVE ME A HEART ATTACK! WHERE'S GEORGE?? I KNOW HE'S IN ON THIS!" interrupted Ginny's talking. I recognized that voice. No one ever wanted to hear the tone from Mrs. Weasley.

It usually was directed at the twins, but it hadn't been heard for quite a while. Due to the fact that the twins had decided not to stay at Hogwarts with the rest of us, because they needed to 'get straight to inventing jokes to bring people to smile again.' Or so that was the story they had told Mrs. Weasley at Hogwarts. Everyone else was not as lucky. We had to live at Hogwarts for two weeks after the last battle to help rebuild the castle, bury people, and make a beautiful memorial at Hogwarts for the war.

It had been a very uneventful two weeks. It reminded me of our time at the Order of the Phoenix Head Quarters during my fifth year summer and holidays. Mrs. Weasley and Professor McGonagall kept us (Us meaning Ron Ginny Harry and I) busy with different activities, such as cleaning every single room in the castle. The teachers and adults had to fix everything that had been destroyed during battle, so the school could reopen at the end of the summer.

We never heard what the Order was doing to find the death eaters, but I had a funny suspicion no one wanted us to know.

It had been nice to spend some time with my three best friends back at Hogwarts. It reminded me of my sixth year and all the fun we had. After our 'duties' were completed we would all go to the room of requirement and talk about anything and everything. We were all nervous about what was to come but we would face it together.

Harry was having a hard time avoiding the press, but in all of his free time he was of course with Ginny. They were back together, and it was like they were never separated. They were truly in love and everyone could see that, well besides maybe Ronald, but what didn't he miss?

… Ginny and I decided we would go see what the commotion was, so we ran down stairs to find Mrs. Weasley yelling from the ceiling. Yes, she was standing on the ceiling and looking very angry.

Fred and George were still pranksters. I honestly don't think they'll ever change, but after the war they hadn't really been as active on causing total mayhem as they were before. I think they might have actually matured a little. Hard to believe I know, but it might have finally happened.

"Oh come on mum!" Fred was saying, as Ginny and I finally reached the door into the kitchen after running down all of the stairs "We were just testing our newest product, you should feel honored! You're the first one who it has successfully worked on"

"SUCCESSFULLY?!" Yelled Mrs. Weasley

"Well you see how your blood isn't rushing to your head?!" said George "we finally got the combination right, don't worry mum this is all for a good cause. We wouldn't put you through this if it wasn't totally necessary. … You could use this to clean the ceilings."

… If only they would put their brilliant brains towards something more productive to society …

"Yeah mum, relax!" said Fred as he looked at a stop watch, "You'll fall slowly towards the ground in about 47 seconds, and can land on your feet. We only gave you a small portion. Sheesh, can't you trust us?!"

"NO I OBVIOUSLY CANNOT TRUST YOU NOW!" Mrs. Weasley yelled as she landed on her feet, and began chasing her identical sons out of the room.

Ginny and I decided we would try and get Mrs. Weasley into a better mood by finishing the cooking. Soon, there were piles of pancakes and sausages on the table, and the aroma of the food had successfully woken up all the sleeping men in the household. Everyone was home because it was Mr. Weasley's birthday. The kitchen was packed! Bill, Fleur, Victoire, Charlie, Natasha, Percy, Penelope (she had made Percy come because we all love her and she loves being with the big family), George, Ron, Harry, Teddy, Ginny, Mrs. and Mr. Weasley were all crowded around the table, so I decided that there was no room for me. I went to eat outside to give the family some family time. To my surprise someone else was also out in the back garden, but it wasn't who I had expected.

"Hey Fred, I'm glad to see you alive." I said with a smile, holding my plate of food carefully so I didn't spill it as I walked toward where he was sitting in the garden. "I thought for sure your mom was going to kill you … haha"

"Yea, yea, I know." Said Fred as I sat down by him. I was surprised by his response. He usually just gave a smart remark and would laugh off any joke directed at him, but he looked so depressed and sad. I got this feeling that I had to make him happy or I would become sad also.

"Why the long face?" I asked as I duplicated my food and gave him the other plate. "Food for your thoughts?"

He gave me a small smile, and began eating. I began eating also, trying to accept that he wasn't going to tell me what was bothering him, when he surprised me by starting to talk.

"It's stupid really. Well, I just thought mum would be excited with our new product. No one has ever gotten it right, but she didn't even seem to care…"

"Aw Fred, she cares. She's known how brilliant you've been since birth. She is your mother, but she doesn't like to be treated like an experiment." …This sweet and thoughtful Fred was really quite endearing. He looked so sincere as he thought over what I said. He really was a good looking guy, but I guess I had never really LOOKED at him before. His eyes were like the ocean …

"Well Hermione, I didn't know you thought I was brilliant!" He laughed as he smiled and raised his eye brow in a way only Fred could. (Well George could too but that's beside the point)

… ugh leave it to Fred …

"Oh whatever! You know what I meant."

"Wow, I didn't know you thought of me in that way." He said jokingly, but the look on my face stopped him from saying what he was about to say next. "Sheesh Hermione, I was only joking!"

"Yeah, yeah I know, when aren't you joking?" I said "Which reminds me what I was going to ask you. What happens if you eat your new candy while you're outside? Where will you go?"

"Hmmm, I don't know. That's a good question …" As he was sitting there pondering my question I decided I would go inside to get some orange juice to drink. As I got up to leave he asked me, "Hey will you tell George to bring me some orange juice, a broom, and reverse to the new product? Tell him it's important." I just nodded and turned to walk inside. Right when I got to the door I swear I heard him say "Wow, she's so bloody smart! Why didn't we think of this complication?! I bet she'd be useful around the store."

The rest of June was normal, well as normal as the Weasley house could be. I did a lot of reading, or hung out with different people around the house. Harry, Ron, Ginny, and I were always at the Burrow. We were not allowed to leave, because it was too dangerous with some of the death eaters still running around wanting revenge. I personally didn't mind, because there was no where I needed to go. There were plenty of books and people around the Burrow to keep me busy.

All the Weasley family members would visit often because Mrs. Weasley wanted them to, but the twins were the most frequent guests. And when they did come, it usually ended with the testing of some new product that they had invented. I usually avoided them, so I wouldn't become the object of one their cruel jokes.

One of the last days in June I was not so lucky, or that's what I thought at the time. I was usually one of the first ones up every morning, so I would always go downstairs and help Mrs. Weasley with cooking breakfast. It has really helped my cooking with magic.

"Good Morning Hermione!" Mrs. Weasley said cheerfully as I came into the kitchen in my favorite pajamas shorts and matching tank top (I had gotten them recently at Diagon Alley when we were allowed to make a trip. Ginny had found them and said they went perfectly with my eyes), "I really do appreciate your help every morning."

"Oh, Mrs. Wealsey it's not a problem at all. It's the least I could do after everything you've done for me."

… I couldn't help to notice Fred sitting at the table out of the corner of my eye, before I turned to cook some bacon …

*FW pov*

… Ahhhh this is the life! I'm home, and mum has made me breakfast, just like the good old days. No work for me today! Maybe later I'll ask Harry and Ron to go play some qudditich with me …

"Good Morning Hermione!" mum said, "I really do appreciate your help every morning."

"Oh, Mrs. Wealsey it's not a problem at all. It's the least I could do after everything you've done for me."

… Wait a second? THAT'S Hermione? When did her hair bushy hair become soft looking curls, and she actually looks like a girl? Whoa, this is so weird, I mean I haven't really talked to her since dad's birthday, but she seemed to have changed quite a bit. She was still petite, but she now she showed some elegance of being a women, or maybe I was just now noticing. She looked so tiny, and breakable, almost like a china doll. Her dark, warm, chocolate brown eyes, that were surrounded by dark, long eyelashes; seemed to be dancing with amusement at what my mum was talking about, and I couldn't seem to look away from the smile that was starting to come across her lips... woahhhh, stop Fred! Just eat your breakfast …

It took all my concentration not to stare at her, especially when she and Ginny sat down at the table right across from me. It helped when Harry and Ron came down, because we started talking about qudditich and other manly men things, but it was still infuriating how I kept thinking of Hermione. It was like I couldn't stop myself! What was so different about her? I have to get out of here …

I decided I would go back to the flat after breakfast and wake up a sleeping George so we could talk about this. He had to know what had come over me. He wasn't my other half for nothing.

…

George was not happy to say the least. He was livid when he heard me arrive back to our flat and jump on his bed to wake him up. Both of us have never been morning people, but he had always been a little worse in the morning. He was very angry at my waking him up, until I told him the reason.

"Bloody Hell Fred, why are you waking me up on a Sunday that we don't have to work at 10:30?"

"Well … you see I needed to talk to you about something." … I was beginning to regret this. Maybe I was just over reacting. I mean Hermione couldn't effect my thinking this much! It must have been the summer heat outside….

"Okay Fred spill, I can see something's bothering you." George said as he opened his eyes to look at me.

… I didn't know how to explain it. I didn't understand this thing myself, but I had to try and make him understand …

"I think something is wrong with me! I couldn't stop staring at Hermione at breakfast. And she's stuck in my mind and not even qudditich would make her leave. I don't know what to do! I need your help. Do you think it's the summer heat messing with my mind, or do you think she made a love potion??" I said all in one breath, but luckily he's my twin and caught everything I had said so I wouldn't have to repeat my insane thoughts out loud, again.

George didn't laugh like I thought he would. He didn't even smile, which really started to get me nervous. He was just sitting there with this far off look in his eyes, like he was remembering something from a long time ago. I tried in vain to try and get on the same wave length as my twin, but for once it didn't work. He needed to start talking before I really started to freak out…

"Hey Fred, do you remember that one night in seventh year when we had just snuck out and charmed the Slytherin common room pink, but Snape had caught us and took us to see Dumbledore?" George asked

… How could he do this to me! The one time I need him to be serious, and not joke he brings up old times. Ugh who should I go talk to now, that would actually listen to me IN MY TIME OF NEED …... Oh bloody hell, wait a minute. I think I know what he's getting at …

My face showed the shock when I remembered Dumbledore's words. Snape had been furious he couldn't change the common room back to green, and Snape was SURE it was us. George and I were surprised he couldn't get it back to normal but that's a whole different story. So anyways, good old Professor Snape had taken us up to the Headmasters office to have a little chat with Dumbledore. When we got to the room George and I had been surprised to see Hermione there also. Since she had been made perfect she had made sure no one broke the rules, especially us.

Apparently she had heard us go and decided she was going to make us come back so our House wouldn't lose even more house points, but in the process Snape had found her and thought she was up to something and was about to punish her when a Slytherin had come and told him about the common room. He told her to go see Dumbledore and he would be there soon.

He knew in a moment it was the pranksters extraordinaire so he had hurried off to find us, and as you know, found George and I. He had no proof of our crime, so he took us to Dumbledore.

As I walked in I remember thinking Hermione looked as if she was going to cry, so I sat next to her and said. "Don't worry Mione Professor knows we didn't do anything. So, Professor, why are we here?" I had said in my most innocent voice, and I swear Hermione smiled.

Dumbledore said with a twinkle in his eyes. "Hermione dear you may go. I know you have done nothing wrong, so do not worry." As she walked out she had given George and I a nervous glance and left.

After Dumbledore was sure she was gone he said. "Severus, thank you for bringing your suspicions to my attention. I will take the appropriate means, so you may go deal with the very colorful situation in the dungeons." With that Snape glared at George and I and swept from the room.

What happened next I never fully understood, and probably don't even still, but it makes a little more sense.

Dumbledore looked at me with his serious blue eyes and said. "Now gentlemen, I understand that there has been a problem brought to my attention, but since there is no proof I cannot make any punishments. The reason I have asked you to stay and listen to me is not just because I am an old man who likes to hear himself talk, so please pay attention gentlemen. I know you boys love to create trouble, but I must ask you to never make trouble that could bring harm to anyone, especially Miss. Granger. We are trying to fight more than just one prophesy here and I would appreciate your help. Plus when she becomes of age, you'll want her around." With that he gave us a knowing smile and dismissed us

…I now understood what Dumbledore was talking about! There was some prophesy that had something to do with me … and Hermione. It also had to do with trouble, and for some odd reason I had the feeling I should be protecting her at all times. Granted, I didn't know if we had already avoided the trouble like when I had helped her during the battle when the Pansy Parkinson girl had attacked her, or if the danger was just about to begin …

"Maybe old Dumbley-dore wasn't as off his rocker as we had thought." I said

"Yea I know, but who would have thought …?" said George

Well, I hope you like it ... please give your input! Reviews will be greatly appreciated, and I promise to update regularly because I have quite a bit written! -Grace