A/N: So this is just a story I wanted to write, theres not specific time line. So even though Fred and Hermione wouldn't be in school together they are. So there you go! I don't know if I need a disclaimer but I don't own the material surprisingly enough. Hope you enjoy! I have other chapters written already and I'd like some feedback before I post them : )

Chapter 1

Hermione's head jerked up violently as she woke, startled by her surroundings. As she slowly came back to her senses, she began to remember where she was. Sighing with defeat, she began to collect her books from the library table. She was frustrated that she had fallen asleep, but knew that if she continued to study until the exam, she would just be too tired in the morning and probably do worse on her midterms.

It wasn't until she was halfway done packing up her books when she realized someone had placed a teacup near the corner of her table. The cup was familiar, clearly having come from the Great Hall. The tea was still steaming, indicating that either someone had charmed the cup to stay warm, or had just recently put it there. She looked around frantically for a moment, wondering if she would catch a glimpse of whoever had left it there. Seeing no one, she cautiously picked it up, and noticed that the honey in the tea had been enchanted. Instead of sinking to the bottom of the cup, it floated on the surface in the shape of a heart.

Though she thought it was a rather corny gesture, she smiled to herself and started to walk out of the library. As she passed the waste bin by the door she emptied the contents of the cup into it. After all, her parents had always taught her not to drink something when she was not absolutely sure what it was. Who knows? Maybe someone had slipped in a Weaselys' Wizard Wheezes candy.

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The Great Hall was filled with groggy students that morning. Everyone had been up late studying far exams. Hermione sat between Harry and Ron as per usual, and was scooping scrambled eggs onto her plate when she felt a sudden weight on her shoulder.

"Ugh! Ron! You're drooling on my shoulder!" She yelled as she pushed him to the side.

"Wha-, what happened?" He replied lazily, scratching his head. Hermione let out a big sigh and continued filling her plate. As she began to eat, her eyes roamed the Gryffindor table. Her attention was immediately focused on the Weasely twins, as Fred started to nudge his brother with his elbow. George smiled, and at the same moment they both lifted their arms in a wide stretch and yawned as big as they could. The ripple affect was instant, as one by one students began to yawn in reaction.

Hermione scowled, as she too couldn't help but yawn. She immediately became more tired from the act. Ginny, feeling the same frustration, threw a biscuit in the twins direction. The twins just laughed, as this was the only retaliation they had to deal with, since everyone else was too tired to act.

The rest of breakfast went by rather slowly. Towards the end activity seemed to increase, as students began to switch from being tired to extremely nervous. Hermione began to hastily pack up her things when she realized she only had ten minutes to get to her class. Though in reality this was more than enough time, Hermione was extremely paranoid about being late, no longer having a Time-Turner to save herself if in a crunch. She wished her friends luck and left the table, not noticing Fred's stare as she walked away.

Seeing Fred was distracted, George began to quickly snatch the remaining sausages from his plate, as they where the last ones available.

"Oi!" Fred called out once he realized what was going on. George smiled with a mouth full of sausage.

"Uf oo wur pay-n uten-" Fred smacked the back of George's head, forcing him to swallow and cough. "As I was saying before you almost killed me-" George continued in between coughs, "If you weren't busy goggling at Hermione-" This earned George another smack. "Blimey! What the-"

"Sorry, I didn't think you said it loud enough for everyone at the table to hear!" Fred whispered as loud as he could.

"Oh shut it," George replied. "And let me get through a damn sent-" Fred smacked him again just for the fun of it.

"Come on, or we'll be late for exams" Fred said while he smiled. The two twins hurried out the Great Hall, running through the corridors.

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Hermione flopped herself on one of the couches in the Gryffindor common room. She was finally finished with midterm exams, and all she wanted to do was lie in front of the fireplace until Harry and Ron were let out.

"Excuse me, but do you think I could maybe get my book back? You're kind of sitting on it" Hermione turned her head around and immediately straightened herself up when she realized who it was. Cormac McLaggen was leaning with his shoulder against the wall, his arms crossed in front of his chest, holding a cup of tea. He smiled as he noticed Hermione blush once she realized who he was.

Hermione was instantly embarrassed. She had thought she was alone in the common room, and was therefore not presentable at all. As she quickly adjusted her uniform and ran her fingers through her hair, she examined him.

She had never actually talked to Cormac, only known him from other's interpretations. The girls of her year were infatuated by his looks, though she knew not much of his personality. She couldn't blame her classmates, for while she stared at him she became slightly mesmerized. He was tall, about 6'5", and built to match. His blonde hair was short and slightly messy, in the "I just rolled out of bed" kind of look. He had a cocky grin, which slightly bothered her, but she couldn't help but overlook it as he stood before her. Realizing that she was taking too long to respond, she began to search the couch, finding his book right under her.

"Sorry about that…" she said shyly, holding out the book for him to grab. Instead of reaching for it, he walked over and sat next to her, putting down the cup he held on the coffee table. Hermione let out a slight gasp when she saw that the cup was from the Great Hall, just like the one that had been left out for her in the library the other day.

Cormac looked at her, raising one eyebrow with a slight smile. "Did something startle you?" he asked in an amused sort of way.

"Oh, nothing." She replied, embarrassed. "Its just that, well, your cup. Isn't that from the Great Hall?" She couldn't help but maybe think that he was the one who had left her the cup of tea.

He continued to smile, "Promise not to tell on me?" he asked as he laughed. "I didn't realize it was such a big deal to snag a cup. I guess I'm just a rebel."

Hermione giggled at his joke like a little schoolgirl before immediately stopping herself. Get a grip, she thought, a cute boy talks to you and you start acting like moron. Her thoughts were interrupted when he spoke again.

"I'm Cormac McLaggen, by the way. You're Hermione Granger right? One of our prefects?"

"Yes, I am. Which means I might just have to report you to Professor McGonagall." He looked taken aback for a moment before he realized she had been joking.

"I almost took you seriously for a second there Granger," he retorted with a slight chortle. Hermione cringed for a second. That laugh was not flattering at all. It didn't take long for her to forget about it though, his smile was just so enchanting. "Well," he continued, getting back up from the couch and stretching. "I'm going to go take a nap. Keep the cup, maybe it will teach you to live it up a bit, " he winked at her as he took his book and headed over to the steps.

When he was out of sight, Hermione sighed and slumped back into the couch. Had he winked when he mentioned the cup? She smiled to herself as she nestled into the cushions. It seemed as if he was trying to give her a hint with that last comment, maybe he was the one who had left her the cup that night….

"Ow!" she yelped when a sudden weight landed on her thigh.

"Sorry Hermione, but you know these couches are for everyone right?" Fred grinned as she squirmed from under him.

"Honestly Fred, sometimes….what time is it? Did I fall asleep?" Hermione rubbed her eyes as she sat up, realizing that the fire was reduced to a few flickering flames, and the sun no longer streamed through the windows.

"Its almost eleven, and since you didn't know that I'm guessing you've missed dinner," he replied. As her hair fell in front of her face, he began to reach his hand out to brush it away before he realized what he was doing. He mentally kicked himself as he immediately dropped his hand. Even looking as drowsy as she did, he couldn't help but notice how beautiful her face looked in the dim light of the fire.

The halted gesture went unnoticed by Hermione. "Thanks for not noticing I wasn't at the dinner table," she joked.

"Oh Hermione, sometimes its just painfully obvious the way you pine after me." He replied jokingly as he stretched his arm around her dramatically.

"Oh god Fred" She laughed as she brushed off his arm.

"If you must know, George and I were busy testing out some new products and were too caught up to stop. I was just about to head over to the kitchens to grab a bite, care to join?"

Hermione contemplated going, but she was afraid it would be a bit awkward. While she and Fred were friends, they had never technically spent any time alone together. They had only had moments such as this, brief conversations in the common room or at the Burrow. "I think I'll just go to bed, I'm really not that hungry…" she was interrupted by a large growl from her stomach.

Fred laughed as he grabbed her hand and dragged her off of the couch. "Well that is clearly not true. Don't worry, it may be after hours, but you're traveling with a Weasely twin. Trust me, we won't get caught.

She gave up protesting as he continued to haul her out of the common room and through the portrait.

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A/N: Hope you like the beginning! More will be up soon if you guys do!