1This is my second fan fiction and it takes place during the trio's fourth year at Hogwarts. I've put my own twist on it in terms of romance and that such thing but don't worry I've kept all the essentials like the Quidditch World Cup (only for one chapter though), the Tri-Wizard Tournament and of course the Yule Ball. The entire story will be told through the diaries/journals of Harry, Hermione, Ron and many of the other Gryffindors and the Champions. You'll notice that some of the chapters are considerably longer but that's because the writer is more detailed and/or that entry marks a big event. I'm pretty sure the Yule Ball will constitute a few entries as well as the tasks. I'm trying to tell individual stories (mainly Hermione and Fred's) as well as the overall plot of the fourth book. So this fan fic could get pretty long but I'm hoping you'll all like it.

Blame It On The Hormones

August 12

Only 19 more days until school-I'm ecstatic to say the least. Hogwarts is my favorite place...but summer has been marvelous and I will miss my parents. At least I got to spend a lot of time with them and we vacationed in America no less. New York City was a truly magical place. It has such a bountiful history as well as an array of exciting entertainment. My parents took me to see a Broadway musical for my birthday. I must say Broadway is nothing like I have ever experienced before. We saw Chicago which is certainly "all the jazz" and more. I certainly have a new found appreciation for the time period...mainly because of the costumes. I would never be able to wear anything that revealing or form-fitting even if I did live back then.

However, the show (as well Ginny, Lavender, and Parvati's nagging) has finally inspired me to update my wardrobe a little bit. My mum decided to treat me to a shopping spree for my birthday 9even though I insisted that the trip was more than a gift enough). Nonetheless, she insisted so I obliged. Here are just a few of the key items: a pink and white cowl neck sweater, a thick dark pink belt (it goes perfectly over top the sweater), a green short sleeve knit dress, a variety of jeans and a wide assortment of jeans. And judging by Harry, Ron and Ginny's reactions (I just arrived at the Burrow today) they all love the new clothes. Today I wore a teal button-down sweater with big buttons overtop a simple white t-shirt and a pair of faded jeans with pink Converse sneakers.

"Hermione, you look amazing!" Ginny squealed giving me a hug.

"Yeah!" Ron agreed enthusiastically hugging me as well.

"I'm all game...as long as you're still our Hermione." Harry said with a slightly raised eyebrow.

I laughed and reassured him, "Don't worry besides picking up the new clothes I got a variety of books on the Jersey Devil and American witchcraft they're all quite fascinating." Harry laughed and hugged me.

Just then Fred and George appeared at the top of the stairs laughing and joking as they came down. Suddenly they stopped and looked at us as though they had no idea who we were. Suddenly apprehension dawned on Fred's face, "Her-"

"-Mione!" George finished. Both twins looked at each other in shock while the rest of us laughed ("I suspect this is the only prank that's ever been pulled on them." Harry whispered in my ear).

The twins came down and chatted with us for a little while asking Harry (who had also just arrived) and me how our summers were. Harry smiled, "My summer's only just begun." I told them about America and showed everyone some of the pictures. After our brief conversation George grabbed his broom off the stairwell, "Well, Fred and I are going for a ride, anyone up for a game of Quidditch?"

Harry and Ron's eyes lit up, "We're game!"

Fred turned to Ginny and me, "You two?"

I shook my head, "I'm going to unpack and then probably read a bit." (I could have sworn Fred frowned a bit when I said this, but it's probably just my imagination).

"I'm going to help Hermione, but I'll be out after."

"Oh, it's ok Gin I'll only be a couple of minutes, go play Quidditch." Ginny shrugged her shoulders and followed her brothers out back while I headed up the stairs. However, before disappearing around the corned Fred caught me eye and winked. I felt my stomach do a little flip and I gave him a small smile before running up the rest of the stairs.

After I finished unpacking I grabbed my Transfiguration book and headed out back. The Weasleys and Harry were flying around and tossing a red ball through three hoops (I'm pretty sure the hoops were enchanted hula hoops of varying size). I sat down in a comfy chair and opened the book to the fourth chapter. A few minutes passed before I noticed a red-haired figure floating in front of me, "Hello Fred."

"How do you always get it right?" Fred said shaking his head.

"I have my ways." I said calmly, "Is there something you want?"

"Well, now that you mention it our teams are a little uneven and we were hoping you would-"

I put my book down on my lap, "No. No way. I hate flying."

"Come on Hermione, you can play on mine and Harry's team and I'll make sure you don't get hurt."

I bit my bottom lip and thought for a moment. He did seem really sincere and everyone was giving me their best puppy dog eyes. Finally I sighed, "Fine." everyone cheered and I turned to Fred, "But if I get hurt it's your head Fred Weasley."

Fred smiled, "Don't worry I play the part of knight in shining armor very well."

We all mounted our brooms and played a surprisingly fun game. I actually have the hang of the game now, which will make the Quidditch World cup much more exciting. I was really shocked at how good Ginny was; I think she might garner a spot on the team in the future. Even more surprising was that we won; then again I imagine that has to do more with Fred and Harry's skills as opposed to mine. Although I have improved immensely. However, I think my playing may have been better if it had not been for my hormones. Yes, I Hermione Granger have finally been affected by teenage hormones. I would have been perfectly normal during the game had it not been for Fred Weasley taking his shirt off. One moment I was holding the Quaffle and as I'm about to throw it to Fred he removes his t-shirt. I found myself staring at his extremely toned chest and abs. His arms were just perfect and his whole upper half was nicely tanned. I started to blush when I realized that I had not moved from my spot in about thirty seconds. Fred looked with a mix of shock and amusement and again winked causing me to blush even more. I finally threw the Quaffle at him and flew as far away from as I could. It is in this moment that all my problems began.

After dinner I took a quick shower and joined Harry, Ron, and Ginny for a game of exploding snap. Ginny and I then retired to her room to get ready for bed. While picking out clothes for the next day I received an interrogation, "So that was an interesting game of Quidditch." Ginny said offhandedly.

"Was it? I've never found Quidditch all that entertaining myself." I shrugged.

Ginny smirked, "Unlike Fred."

I blushed, "Well I would imagine Fred likes it he does play on the team after all,"

Ginny rolled her eyes, "You know that's not what I meant. I saw you staring at him for the whole game...even more so when he took his shirt off.

"Well he was my team captain and I was not staring at him after he removed his shirt." I said indignantly.

Ginny raised her eyebrow, "Oh come on Hermione you can tell me, I am a girl after all."

I laughed, "I don't think Fred's cute or anything...I was just impressed by his Quidditch skills."

"And six pack and tan?" Ginny sat on the end of my bed.

"No." I told her indignantly adverting her eyes by looking up at the ceiling. I could feel her brown eyes on me and I could tell she was smirking. Finally I sighed and looked at her, "Ok maybe I was a bit impressed but that's all."

Ginny hopped off my bed smiling, "I can't say I ever imagined you fancying Fred."

"I don't fancy him-"

"You're just impressed." Ginny finished once again smirking.

I rolled my eyes, "I'm going to bed."