Heey all, KnightSlayer here. Well, this is my first fic..well, my first posted fic on any website, so be nice to me!! I'm really going to try!

Disclaimer: No, I do not own any characters whatsoever, only the plot of this story.

A/N: Hermione might be somewhat OC, but that's just how I write, so..you'll have to live with that. I tried to get as close to her personality as I could though. Thanks for taking time to read my story!!

Hermione Granger sat on the bed in the spare bedroom of the Weasley home, reading Hogwarts; A History for the thousandth time, when she heard laughter outside. She turned her attention towards the window she had opened earlier, and peered out of it. The Weasley's were certainly enjoying their summer day it was meant to be spent. Ron and Ginny were busy making water balloons, Fred was getting ready to spray water in George's face, and George was getting ready to push Fred into the bushes. Yep..another lovely summer day at the Burrow.

Hermione sighed as she gently placed her hand under her chin and watched them with amusement. Sometimes she wished she wasn't such a bookworm, and that she wasn't so serious all the time, but that's just who she was. Of course watching them be who they are without getting in trouble was quite amusing...they referring to Fred and George. At school that kind of behavior would get them detention.

"Enough of this, I'm going to go outside and enjoy myself," Hermione said out loud, slamming her book on the desk. She looked out the window one last time before she went out of the room, down the stairs, and outside to where her friends were.

Leaning against a wall, she outwardly smiled as she watched them fool around and be themselves. It was something she..well, somewhat enjoyed seeing..wait a minute!? Enjoyed seeing them be themselves!? She mentally smacked herself.

" 'Mione! Nice of you ta join us!" Ron screamed at her from across the yard as he got smacked in the face with a water balloon. She tried to hold in a laugh, but at that point it just could not stay in anymore.

"Good on-" Hermione was cut short by getting a mouth full of water.

"Yeah! Good one!" She heard a voice say. Having her eyes full of water, all she could hear were the voices. When she eventually rubbed her eyes and spit the water out of her mouth, she noticed two red heads standing about ten feet away from her, triumphant smiles on their faces.

"Fred...George..." Hermione warned, coming near them. When she noticed a look of fear flood into their eyes, a wry smile appeared on her face.

"Now, that's not fair. Since you caught me off guard, I get a free shot!" She said, her eyes shimmering with revenge.

"Wait-" SPLASH. Before the twins could respond, Hermione had grabbed the hose and completely soaked them from head to toe, not even giving them a chance to run.

After her few seconds of glory, she turned off the hose and started laughing uncontrollably. Finally getting the twins back for everything they had done to Harry, Ron, and herself, revenge had been oh so sweet. Fred and George, still standing there dripping wet, couldn't say a word. Their mouths hung open long enough for Hermione to notice.

"You know, if you keep doing that, a bird just might build a nest in there," She said, walking up to them as they closed their mouths quickly.

"Children! Dinner!" Mrs. Weasley called from inside the kitchen. They all turned around and hurriedly headed back towards the house, the smell of delicious food filling their noses.

Hermione followed them silently, not really knowing why. She was suddenly startled by a tapping on the shoulder, and almost leapt sideways into a nearby bush where the Gnomes supposedly liked to stay during the night. She slightly turned her head to see who it was.

"Don't scare me like that Fred!" She exclaimed, holding her chest lightly to calm her fast-paced breathing. Suddenly the twin shook his head.

"I'm George!" He whined, slightly looking exasperated. Hermione could feel the heat rising in her face.

"Oh..I'm sorry. You two look exactly alike..I'm surprised you can tell yourself from the other." She commented, trying to cover up for her earlier mistake of mixing up the twins. But she is right: How can you tell them apart?

"Anyway, I was going to tell you that was pretty good how you got us soaked back there." George said, his eyes sparkling with pride.

Before she could say 'Thankyou', she was ushered into the house and was seated in between Ron and Ginny, right across from the twins.

As she ate the food, something inside of her was twisting and turning. It was a feeling she hadn't had before, except for when she had that small crush on Harry and the slightly bigger crush on Ron, but it was even bigger than that. Her eyes wandered around the room until Fred snapped his fingers in front of her face. She shrugged and continued to pick at the food on her plate. Once she was finished, she stood up and took her plate to the sink, only to have it snatched from her by none other than George Weasley.

"Nah ah ah..I'll wash the dishes. You don't want to prune your hands, now do you?" He sounded somewhat serious, but was somehow mocking her. She rolled her eyes and punched him in the arm.

"Very funny. But from now on you get to wash my dishes," She thought for a moment, then continued, "and you get to make my bed and wash my clothes every day." George laughed.

"Hmm...how much are you going to pay me?" He raised an eyebrow as he turned on the water to wash the dishes. She sighed.

"You are unbelievable George." She said, shaking her head slightly in dissapointment. George just smiled and shrugged his shoulders.

"I can be believable...it's just most of the time I like being unbelievable." He grinned a toothy grin, he was just so full of himself sometimes. She just laughed.

That night, after everyone had gone to bed, Hermione was sitting in a chair, just thinking about the days events. It seemed as if everything had gone past her in a giant blur. Then she remembered the feeling she got while sitting at the dinner table with the Weasley family. It was definitely something different. As she thought about it her heart started to speed up again, just as it had when she was talking to...

"George...?" She thought aloud as she walked to her bed and fell back on it, just staring at the ceiling in disbelief. She never truly felt anything for a guy, and this was definitely new to her. Since she never really talked to him or Fred much in the first place, she was in a state of shock that she could actually fall for someone she rarely talks to. Or maybe that's why she did start liking him...it's usually those you are not well associated with that you end up liking in one way or another. Just like Harry liking Cho Chang.

After a few moments of thought, she got into her nightgown and crawled into bed, hoping that this little crush would soon end. She knew that every time she liked someone, it caused problems, and this time it might cause problems as well.

She eventually drifted into a deep sleep, the only thing on her mind was her books..and George.

Like it? Love it? Hate it? Please let me know! Remember this is my first posted fic, and I'm still learning! So..give me a break...please? I will accept flames, but not with a joyful heart. I enjoy encouraging constructive criticism though. It really helps me alot. I tried really really hard on this chapter..so if you want to give me criticism, make sure it's telling me how I can improve my wording and such. I'm not perfect, so please don't expect me to be.

Hehe sorry for the long Authors Note, I just wanted to get everything straitened out.

Reviews are greatly appreciated though!! I luffs them!

KnightSlayer