Hermione sat in the common room working on her charms essay. Ron and Harry had gone to bed a few hours earlier. She had been finished with her essay for four days now. Last minute Ron and Harry had told her they had forgotten about them so guess who wrote them? Yeah, Hermione. She didn't want them to fail but she had been nagging them to work harder and study because O.W.L's were coming up. Hermione wanted them to do as well as possible. She looked up from the parchment and saw that it was quarter past three. That explained why she was so tired. Although she is normally the last one in the common room she was hardly ever awake at this hour. As she wrote the last sentence of Ron's paper she heard footsteps.

Hermione looked up from the desk to see a tall shadow making its way down the stairs. To her surprise she saw a boy with freckles all over his face and bright red hair almost in his eyes.

"Fred?' she asked with a yawn.

'Hermione what are you doing awake this early?'

'Your idiot brother and Harry didn't do their homework so yours truly is doing it for them.' Hermione answered

'I see. Ron has never been good at doing things on time.' Fred replied sitting on the couch next to the 5th year witch.

'You're telling me' Hermione said with a shiver

'Are you cold? Here I'll go get a blanket.'

Hermione was very greatfull for this. She huddled up into a ball and waited for fred to return with the blanket.

When Fred returned Hermione was in a little ball it kind of reminded him of what Errol did when he had just delivered mail. Fred laughed at the thought.

Hermione heard Fred laugh and looked up to see the smirk that was always on the ginger boys face.

'What do you find so amusing as to laugh this early?' questioned Hermione

'You just reminded me of Errol that's all, not that you look like him just that he curls up into balls too'

'Well it's nice to know I remind you of a bird who almost dies every time it moves' she replied jokingly.

'Aww, Mione you're so welcome now get your arse under the blanket before you freeze to death in those shorts!' Fred said

Hermione was kind of startled by his sudden outburst but got under the blanket. As soon as she was under it she immediately regretted it. She hadn't thought of it being a prank. Fred was known for the endless pranks he pulled. Hesitantly she moved her feet. They moved freely so she tried to move her legs, they worked as well. So she tried to take the blanket off. Surly enough it came off. Nothing was out of the ordinary except Fred's odd behavior.

Fred noticed her moving the blanket, he looked at her questionably. Then realized she was checking it for pranks. Although he didn't do anything to it he let her go. She finally sat still and looked at him with a raised eye brow.

'Fred? Why are you being so nice? You hate me, I'm always threating to get you in trouble, but you are being nice to me.' Hermione asked

'Mione! I don't hate you at all. Why would you think that? I am a nice guy you know we have just never been alone together. The only times we even talk are at DA meetings when you're trying to blast me off my feet. Or when you're yelling at George and I for selling products.' Fred ranted on

'Oh. I do suppose that is true. I don't want to yell at you as much as I do, I actually find your pranks very brilliant. I just don't like you testing them on first years' Hermione said as she sat up.

Fred sat down beside Hermione and yawned. 'Brilliant? You really think my pranks are brilliant?' he asked with a smirk.

'Yes, I wouldn't lie about it. Although if you tell anyone I said that I will deny it.' She looked up at him with a small smile and leaned her head on his shoulder.

'I won't tell a soul' he promised as he placed his head on hers and together they fell asleep.