"Hermione. Its time to go sweetheart!" Came the soft voice of her mother outside her bedroom window. The eleven year old girl quickly checked she had all that she needed and excitedly sped out of her room riding her trunk down the stairs only to crash into her father who had been laughing outrageously at her excitement.
"Ready Pumpkin?" Her questioned his only child softly.
"As ready as can be Pops." She replied as he grabbed her trunk and deposited it in the boot of the car.

"FREDRICK GIDEON AND GEORGE FABIAN WEASLEY YOU STOP THAT RIGHT THIS INSTANT!" Came the voice of a plump kindly red headed woman as she stood by an old blue car.
"BOYS HURRY UP OR YOU'LL MISS THE TRAIN!" She screeched again in the general direction of a dangerously tilted house made up of many different extensions. The two boys in question soon came jogging out of the house trunks over one shoulder, red hair mussed and identical turquoise eyes glinting mischievously in the midmorning sunlight.
"Why mother we wouldn't want to be late," the one on the left stated.
"No never late mother because what a bad first impression that would be for little Ronnikin's first year," the one on the right continued
"And Perfect Prefect Percy's debut now,"
"Would we." They replied together.
Molly Weasley just sighed thanking merlin that she would be rid of the twins and their jokes now that they were going back to school. Its not that she didn't love her sons, no quite the opposite in fact, she adored all of her children but it was just that the twins were more trouble than she could handle and she had yet to meet anyone who had even the slightest bit of control over them. Only their friend Lee Jordan could influence them in anyway and the only family member the listen too was Charlie and only because they, as they so eloquently put it "respected the Prewettness of him". As he was the only other Weasley child to inherit the slightly shorter but much more muscular and broad stature of the Prewett family. As they piled into the car magically enlarged to fit all seven of its occupants she wondered if maybe this would be the year that they would finally calm down some.

As Hermione Grangers parents watched her run through the barrier to her new world they prayed that the little girl they adopted so many years ago would be ok all alone out there. She was mature and intelligent for her age and always had been they just wished that she had spend some more moments with them talking about silly things rather than adult things that she shouldn't have even been able to comprehend at that age.
"Do you think she'll be the same when she comes back?" Jean Granger asked her husband of nearly 15 years.
"I don't think so darling. This is her world now and we just have to support her when she needs it, we knew that when we adopted her." Replied Robert now feeling strangely weary . They stood together his arm around her waist with her head on his shoulder, his face in her hair just thinking of their little girl. As they turned to leave they noticed a group of seven red heads jogging towards the barrier that they had just sent their daughter through and laughed quietly to each other when they heard the voices of the twin boys joking with their mother. "I'm not Fred I'm George, honestly woman you call yourself our mother... Only joking I am Fred!" That's the kind of relationship they had wanted with Hermione, care free and fun but Hermione wanted to grow up to fast and with their jobs they weren't around enough to ensure that she laughed more than she read. They passed a little boy with a trunk and owl, he was alone and they assumed that he to would be joining Hermione at Hogwarts, his bright green eyes peering out wearily at the barrier from behind round spectacles and unruly ebony hair.

Hermione was used to doing things on her own whether she liked it or not, her parents were at work more then home and she was more often then not alone. Now Hermione Granger was almost 12 but then again most twelve year olds still couldn't do what she was attempting.
"Errgghh!" She moaned as she tried to lift the trunk that weighed atleast half her weight when empty and about triple it right now. So far she had succeeded in getting it up and was now just trying to push it onto the rack but unfortunately for her she was very small and not particularly strong but if she let go the trunk would land on her and squash her and she had already been in this position for a good 10 minuets, she considered letting it go and taking her chances of trying to get out of the way in time when someone entered the compartment.
"Would you like some help there..." The voice trailed off, it sounded like a boys voice she decided probably a year or 2 above her by the sound of it but she knew that there were 2 people there and wondered why the other hadn't announced himself because she had a funny feeling that the other person was a boy to.
"Helloooo," The voice tried again "that's usually when you tell us your name..." No it wasn't the same voice it was slightly different maybe they were twins she thought to herself.
"Hermione, Hermione Granger." She supplied still on her tip toes trying to push the trunk onto the rack.
"Fred and George Weasley at your service." The voices chimed together.
"Let us you with that" one asked, it was the first one that had spoken again.
"Oh no honestly I'm fine." She replied trying not to seem vulnerable so early on in the school year.
"Yeah, nope we don't believe that," the second one said.
"So George will get that while I catch you when you stumble because you look as if you've been holding that position for a while." The first one side again so he must be Fred she thought, that makes the second one George.
"Oh no really I'm-"
She was cut off by a pair of strong lightly muscled arms wrapping around her waist and lifting her from the floor as an identical pair of long sparsely freckled arms caught the heavy trunk as it fell not flinching or wavering at the impact merely pushing it up on to the rack a simply as one might turn the page in a book.
"Thank you but I didn't nee-" again she was cut off but this time by the twins snorting and Fred gently placing her on a seat then heavily dropping down to the left while George did the same to her right.
"Really Hermione don't lie to yourself," George started.
"Or us for that matter." Fred put in.
"Yeah you needed help we supplied, now,"
"Tell us about yourself." They chimed harmoniously.

"Errgghh!" the twins heard the sound of a particularly frustrated moan of a woman coming from a compartment and decided to check it out. Once they entered they saw a girl who must have been a first year with shaking arms and legs holding up a trunk as though trying to push it onto the rack whilst simultaneously trying to keep it from squashing her. She was petite as in tine and came up to their mid chests with wild mahogany curls that had a bushyness to them and wide doe like whiskey colours eyes.
"Would you like some help there..." Fred had offered hoping for the girl to supply her name he looked at George after a moment of two when she didn't respond, she looked deep in thought.
"Helloooo," George tried this time "that's usually when you tell us your name..." She seemed to have been considering something but soon after he spoke she replied with a quiet.
"Hermione, Hermione Granger."
"Fred and George Weasley at your service." They said together watching as her arms and legs kept shaking.
"Let us help you with that" Fred spoke.
"Oh no honestly I'm fine." The twins shared amused looks at this, Ginny said things like that all the time when she was obviously struggling with something but didn't want any help because this was something that she ahd decided she WAS GOING TO DO.
"Yeah, nope we don't believe that," George added.
"So George will get that while I catch you when you stumble because you look as if you've been holding that position for a while." Fred explained to her.
"Oh no really I'm-" She tried to protest again much to the twins growing amusement.
They cut her off by gently pulling her from the floor and out of danger from the trunk by wrapping Fred's arms around her waist and lifting her from the floor as George caught the heavy trunk as it fell pushing it up onto the rack.
"Thank you but I didn't nee-" Again they cut her off but this time by snorting and Fred gently placing her on a seat then both dropping heavily either side of her.
"Really Hermione don't lie to yourself," George started.
"Or us for that matter." Fred put in.
"Yeah you needed help we supplied, now,"
"Tell us about yourself." They chimed harmoniously.
And for the next few minutes the three talked and made fast friends.

They had been in their compartment for about half an hour now and where having a heated argument about houses with the twins assuring Hermione that they would still talk to her if she was in a different house because for some odd reason they really liked her already. Just as Hermione was listening the advantages of Slytherin a black boy with dreadlocks who looked about the same age as the twins burst through the door grinning wickedly as he slammed it closed behind him with a large box I hand.
"MONKEYS!" The boy yelled opening his arms wide to the twins who grinned back and screamed
"SPIDERMAN!" All of them running to embrace in a 'man-hug'. While Hermione watched on confused.
Once the boys had embraced 'Spiderman' turned to look at Hermione.
"Hello Love I'm Lee Jordan unfortunate best friend of these two noisy buggers, what's your name?"
"Hermione Granger." She replied softly.
"Well it's nice to meet you Hermione, I suppose they've already explained everything to you?"
"Oi, course we did you nosey bugger,"
"She said she'd help and that she was none for her pranks at her muggle school," said Fred
"She's more awesome then you!" They chimed.
"Fred I didn't say I was none for my pranks, merely that I played some."
"Hey how'd you do that?" All three boys asked in confusion.
"Do what?"
"Tell them apart?" Asked Lee "Because that sure as Hell wasn't a lucky guess." He said as the twins stared at her with something akin to admiration in their eyes.
"Yeah mum can't even do that," George said breaking the twins silence.
"Hey you no what this means," Fred continued snapping out of his silence at his twin's voice.
"Your not only more awesome then Lee,"
"But your the same level of awesome as us,"
"And trust us,"
"That is a big achievement." Once they had finished Lee and Hermione burst out laughing because of their frantic twin speak and Lee settled in with the trio for the ride cementing the bond of friendship by planning their first every prank as a quartet.

Author's note:

Heyya guys I hope your all enjoying my first fanfiction. I know I am. Remember reviews are love and I'm always always always open to suggestions and help I don't own Harry Potter or this would have happened in the books. xoxo