Another boring day. It may be a school of witchcraft and wizardry, but it's still BORING. These teachers can make anything boring, even goblin wars. Hermione Granger was thinking as she left her transfiguration class, talking animatedly with Ginny.

"I think we could have had less homework! For Merlins sake, we only had to know how to turn a pencil into a pen! Why do we have to write a five page long essay?" Ginny vented.

"I don't know, Ginny, but if Harry and Ron aask me to lend them my homework again, I'll -- hey, watch it, Fred!" Hermione exclaimed as Fred Weasley rain into her, knocking her down and spilling black ink everywhere.

"So sorry, hermione, but I'm in a bit of a rush." Fred explained.

"To where?"Hermione asked. \"Hermione, I really can't tell you." Fred said quickly.

"But why not--- oh, fine!" Hermione shouted as Fred picked up his things and ran down the hall. "Don't worry about him, Hermione. He's probably just pulling off another prank." Ginny stated. "Yeah... I guess..." Hermione said. But even when he is pulling off a prank, he doesn't look so tense... I wonder what was wrong with him.

"Hermione, luv, I need you!" Ron shouted from the passage to theGryffindor common room. "Ooh.. I wonder what he needs... my brother is pretty impulsive..." Ginny giggled.

"Shut it, Ginny." Hermione muttered as she went to the portrait.

"What is it, Ron?" Hermione asked as they went into the common room and sat on a burgundy couch.

"As my girlfriend, I was hoping you could help me with my homework..." Ron muttered quickly. He knew how much Hermione hated it when he asked her for help with homework days in a row.

"Ron, it is now Friday, and you have been asking me for help with your homework since Sunday. I am not helping you again." Hermione answered as she picked up her books and started to head for the girls room.

"Aw, c'mon, Hermione! You should be more than willing to help. When I was dating Lavendar, she helped me all the time!" Ron begged. Hermione turned around, with a furious look on her face.

"I'm sorry--- I mean ---I--- I didn't mean it--- I" Ron stammered. Hermione started screaming.

"I DO NOT FREAKING CARE WHAT LAVENDAR DID FOR YOU! YOU ALWAYS TALK ABOUT HER! ALWAYS! YOU HAVE TO GET OVER HER! IF YOU DON'T STOP TALKING ABOUT HER, RONALD, WE ARE THROUGH!" Hermione stormed up the stairs.

This is his last chance. If he mentions her again, I am dumping him. Hermione was thinking before she went to bed. The next morning, Hermione was the first one awake. It was Saturday, so Hermione was in a cheerful mood, even after her aruguement with Ron. She put on a black and white vertically striped T-shirt, and deep blue jeans with a rhinestone heart on the left thigh. She decided to put her bushy brown hair in a ponytail, since today it was being unusually bushy. After she was dressed she grabbed a book and went down to the great hall to get breakfast. Hermione wasn't hungry, so she just grabbed a slice of toast and went outside to read under a tree near the lake. About a few minutes after reading "Vanity Fair", she heard something.

"No... not good enough... she won't like that... been going on forever... need to send them eventually.." Hermione heard someone mumbling from the other side of the tree. She turned around, and saw Fred there writing a letter.

"Fred?" Fred jumped."H-Hermi one! I was just... ordering some quills..." Fred blushed. Why is he blushing? Hermione thought.

"Oh, ok. Have you heard of the new KwikKuills? There supposed to write in five different colors! I have wanted it forever!" Hermione gushed.

"Really? Well, anyway, you look nice." Fred mumbled and walked away. Hermione waved goodbye, but as she went to sit down, she noticed the corner of an envelope sticking out from under a golden maple leaf. She pulled the envelope out and opened it. Hm. No letter. God, he looked GOOD in that navy sweater... and such muscular arms...WAIT! What am I thinking?! Never mind... Before she went to give Fred the envelope, she noticed the adress. It was adressed to : Hermione