A/N: This is my first fanfiction and I just love this ship. I have no idea if anyone apart from me still reads fremione fics so if you do please leave me a review so I know if I should keep writing because I wont if no one is reading. This first chapter is short but others will be longer. Thanks and I hope you like the first chapter- Abbie x.

The portrait swung open but apparently not fast enough for the wizard trying to get into the common room because he was scooting sideways through the small gap into the Gryffindor tower before the door was even halfway open. An indignant huff from the fat lady could be heard as she swung her frame closed again. However, not many people heard her because they were focused on the stormy face of someone who was normally very cheerful.

Lee Jordan was the first person brave enough to ask

"Hey, what's up? You don't look too happy mate."

"Don't I?!" Fred Weasley retorted sharply "Well why don't you try looking cheerful after you realise someone has been messing up your emotions all day, causing you to be distracted and resulting in a detention with Snape! I swear I'm going to kill that vapid little witch!" Lee's jaw fell open after hearing such uncharacteristic anger in Fred's voice but Fred didn't notice because he was busy scanning the room for the girl who had been plaguing his thoughts all day. She was going to pay for using magic to make him think of her like that.

His eyes narrowed when they landed on his target. She was curled up in a squishy old armchair in a shadowy corner of the common room; her nose was buried in a heavy leather bound tome that looked like it weighed more than she did and her bushy hair hung like a brunette curtain around her shoulders. 'She is so cute I wish I could just- NO! No, no, no!' Fred shook his head to clear it of magic made thoughts about Hermione Granger 'Damn her and her skill with spells and potions still working even after I've figured out her game!'. Fred was confused as to why she'd done it at first but had come to the conclusion that she was trying to prank him. This had made him angrier than getting a detention with Snape because there was only one rule to pranking as far as he and George were concerned and she had broken it- Never mess with a person's emotions- one rule. One rule, and she'd all but crushed it to pieces. 'She follows every other rule there could possibly ever be but breaks this one just to get at me? well I'm not having it!'

Fred stormed over to her and his ire only increased when she failed to notice him even when he was looming over her. He snapped her book closed suddenly, making her jump and look up at him. Her nostrils flared and her eyes flashed angrily at his seemingly random act of antagonism.

"My page wasn't marked you asshole!" she spat at him as she stood up; her fists clenched at her side "what was that for?!" He (still being a lot taller than her even when she was stood up) looked down at her and sneered,

"Don't act stupid: everyone knows you're not… try hard." Hurt passed quickly over her features but was instantly replaced with irritation.

"What in Merlin's name is the matter with you?! I haven't done anything, moron!" she shouted heatedly.

"Haven't done anything? I beg to differ. But if I have to spell it out I will." Fred hissed furiously through his teeth "does enchanting me to think of you all day ring any bells? Or how about somehow managing to adapt amortentia to affect only me?" Hermione furrowed her brows and shook her head in confusion.

"Fred, I can honestly say… that I have absolutely no idea what you are yammering on about." She yelled "Now, if you don't mind, I need to find my page." She hoisted her book off of the floor and sat back in the arm chair with a huff muttering something about weasleys and irrational tempers. Fred stood over her for a minute opening and closing his mouth; trying to find an argument but when nothing came to him he turned on his heel and stomped away up to the boy's dorms. Nobody in the common room dared to make a sound for the next half an hour for fear of setting off any other arguments.