A/N: Heeey~ Guess what? Did you guess? That's right! The sequel to 'Hermione's Boggart' has finally showed up to play.. That means I better see some happy reviews people! I want tears of joy! Tears you hear me? Enjoy :D

Disclaimer: So AU it hurts and guess what? That's right I'm not JKR secretly lurking around the site trying to fix my cannon mistakes :D

CHAPTER ONE: IT BEGINS AGAIN

Hermione was never the kind of girl to be frivolous and worry about her hair or make up. She was the type of girl to worry about her studies, her books and most importantly the people she loved. Which was why she could be found bent over a book in the library at Grimmauld Place. She had run her eyes over the words before her dozens of times, never turning the page and only glancing away to turn the page of another book giving it a currency glance for reference. She had been studying this book for four years now and had only managed to decipher a third of the tricky pages that lurked inside. The book in question had actually been a simple birthday present years before, well that's what she had thought anyways.

It was in fact a quite intriguing mis-bound book; hand written pages put into the wrong cover to be more precise. She had questioned Fred who in turn had questioned Bill and discovered that he had actually found it in some backwater bookstore in Cairo, not a legitimate seller, in fact it hadn't even been a magical shop. What was suppose to be 'Tales and Facts of Dimsley' was actually a rather complicatedly coded book that contained rituals, prophecies and spells. From what she could tell it was basically an almanac, listing the best times for spells and how different events could effects spells, potions and other magical thing. Who had recorded it down she had yet to discover but she knew that this book was important and she had to make sure it stayed within her grasp at all times. It was far to dangerous to be left lying around and a part of herself coveted the dark knowledge that could be found deep within the pages. Well it wasn't that she wanted to do evil and dark deeds, it wasn't even the fact that the book was inherently filled with dark and foreboding things. It had been the fact that it was filled with things, secrets, that had been lost centuries before and Hermione coveted that knowledge as her upper hand in the war to come. But today she just wanted to toss it in the grate and watch the bloody book burn merrily in the flames.

With a frustrated sigh she shoved her hair back and cringed as her fingers tangled up in her hair. With a curse she began to extricate her fingers only to scowl as she heard a laugh sound behind her. She turned and addressed the boys at the door.

"And what, gentlemen, is so bloody funny?" She growled and yanked her hand out of her hair with a vicious tug. The three teens winced before stepping into the room. Fred moved towards her and planted a kiss to her wounded scalp before he clutched her hands within his own.

"Not a thing Birdie, how's the scalp then?" He asked and grinned down at her as she scowled up at him.

"Well if you must know this bloody book is impossible to decode at the moment! It changes with nearly every page and I have to start all over again!" She snapped and Fred's grin merely grew.

"Princess, maybe you should be taking a break right about now, it's nearly time for supper and you've been holed up in this musty old room since breakfast." George said, his tone worried but a grin was firmly planted on his face.

Hermione made to protest that it couldn't be nearly that late but as she opened her mouth the old clock on the shelf above her began to chime eight and she sighed in defeat. She grumbled all the while and began to shuffle the books into stacks but not before she marks the pages with a tap of her wand. Marking and closing up her own book, she gave a twist of her wrist and a muttered 'Reducio' before slipping it into her pocket.

She heard a chuckle and finally glanced at the third teen, Lee Jordan had finally come to stay at Grimmauld place after the nine of them had escaped the Department of Mysteries relatively unscathed. His role in the skirmish had made him a target of Bellatrix Lestrange, because he had hexed her before she could manage to hex Sirius into the veil. That hadn't stopped Lestrange from getting back up and hitting Sirius with an unknown curse that kept him in a near coma for two months until Harry had stumbled up the answer in one of the older books in the library. Lee had been in the library nearly as often as she was and sometimes he was there even longer than her, which everyone liked to joke was an impossibility they never thought would come to fruition.

"Still paranoid for your little book I see." He said with a light smirk and poked her lightly in her stomach making her scowl, only to have him do it again, this time eliciting a soft 'eep' from her.

"Shut it Lee." She replied and poked him back, resulting in a minor fight that caused a few small bruises when the pokes got a bit too hard.

All the while Fred and George had stood back and watched the antics of their two best friends. Neither could understand when things had changed. If George had to guess it had probably been during their fifth year, he and Fred had been so busy with plans for the shop and they had begun to drift away from each other. By 'they' it actually meant Hermione and George mostly, he didn't understand why but things didn't seem to be as important as they had once been, all that had mattered to him was Fred and the Shop. Though one frightful night and a morning filled with revenge had fixed all of that quite nicely.

Fred could only see two best friends giggling likes schoolgirls as he looked on, a smile splitting his face. Lee had been around when he had gotten busy, when he had left her alone in fifth year. He'd also been the one that had warned him about the adventure to the ministry, allowing him and George to show up a long with the rest of the order; he'd been too late to save Hermione from getting cursed though. Fred had promised that same night to never be too late again. He'd then be scolded for being a paranoid pillock and to watch his bollocks if he ever got injured trying to protect her. It was that night that made him realize they had had a bad influence on the resident bookworm and he hadn't stopped grinning afterwards.

"You know Forge, I think we've been a bad influence on our princess here." George said and nudged his brother.

Fred merely smirked and waggled his eyebrows, "Not nearly bad enough Gred, not nearly bad enough." He punctuated this statement by rushing forward and tossed the struggling Hermione over his shoulder, the sharp smack to her bottom caused her face to flush and her struggles to stop instantly. "That's a good little bird," Fred cooed and Hermione scowled at the laughing boys that followed them out of the library.

A/N: Though I do have to beg a few things from all of you. First off understand if I go awhile without posting. I DO have other hobbies and things going on in my life. Secondly I need a BETA.. seriously I do.. Having a BETA gives me motivation.. and I do know someone willing to look over my stories, but he despises the pairings I write soo yeah.. He's a Harmony shipper :D Anyways third thing, if you see a mistake in a fact, spell or whatever TELL ME I won't be offended, I swear it! Unless of course you're rude and snobby about it and then I'll just bite back. Fourth: THERE WILL BE SMUT! Well light smut here.. I'm planning on posting the more hardcore stuff on another site.. just to simply keep the masses happy. And the final thing for now… You know what it is right? That's right people the same thing I say every single time I post…

REVIEW!(seriously it's not that hard and I appreciate every single one of them!)

Oh! Before I forget the chapter will get longer and you can thank studentofwords for make your wait even shorter than before. Also forgive the grammar/spelling mistakes.. no Beta makes for mistakes most days.. so sorry for that.