-1I began writing this story a very long time ago (on a site that now doesn't exist) so it is set before the twins leave in the 5th book- and I won't be having them leaving.

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Bang! "Arrrggg!"

"What the hell was that?"

Fred and George Weasley bolted into the compartment on the Hogwarts express... the compartment occupied by three friends, two of which were prefects, and one of the prefects in a towering temper.

"What the hell did you do?" Hermione exclaimed, feeling her anger rise from the bottom of her stomach to her throat.

"Nothing," George said innocently.
Just then the twins friend Lee Jorden tumbled into the room laughing like he had just seen Snape in a dress.

"Brilliant, absolutely brilliant!" Lee said laughing between syllables.

"Shut-up," muttered Fred blushing slightly as Hermione stared angrily at the group.

"What did they do Lee?" She asked her voice calm and steady, quite unlike the pace of her heart as she glared at Fred.

"Th-they turned, lets just say Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle are gunna', they're gunna', have trouble getting dates for awhile," Lee said, laughing uncontrollably still.

"I don't care if you hate them, I mean I do too, but don't curse them you could get in a lot
of trouble especially since Malfoy's a prefect now," Hermione explained loudly.
George started to say he didn't care about ickle prefects when Fred cut him off.

"Okay Hermione" he said with a slight nod, his voice with a serious tone she'd never heard from him before. He and Hermione shook hands as if making a deal, their hands touching longer than an average handshake and Hermione couldn't help but notice a slight tingle go up her arm as they touched.

As Fred, George, and Lee walked out the door Hermione rubbed her arm and turned her face toward the window, not looking at Ron or Harry, fearing that she had gone red, for her face was hot. She waited a second for her heart to slow down, pushing her robes against her chest as if to shut out the sound, as if she believed everyone could hear it. Wiping sweat from her brow, and rubbing her damp hands on her robes she turned towards her friends and rolled her eyes. She quickly sat down in her seat, rubbing her face against the soft scarlet velvet seats

"Those two jackasses" she muttered trying to convince herself that Fred was just another trouble maker.

Outside of the compartment George and Lee were looking at Fred uncertainly, "What was that?" George asked curiously.

"What was what now?" Fred responded in a futile attempt for a casual voice.

"That little goody two shoes act you pulled back there," George said turning to Lee. "Oh Hermione I was a bad boy please don't get me in trouble I won't ever do anything bad again." George said mockingly- shaking Lee's hand.

Lee doubled over laughing in his continuous quest to fit in with Fred and George. George turned, "It wasn't that funny Lee." He said while shaking his head and smiling.

The three young men entered into their compartment and quickly changed into there uniforms. Fred stared outside the window thinking about what George had said. I wasn't a goody two shoes, he thought. He recounted the scene in his head. Well I guess I did make a bit of a git out of myself, he thought bitterly.

Slowly the train came to a stop and the students filed out towards the horseless carriages, Fred stared at the ground, kicking stones as he walked. Silently wondering if there was something wrong with him.