"Totally Worth It"

Fred And Hermione Story.

Disclaimer: I wish : )

I have nothing to do! It's past twelve and I can't get to sleep when i wrote this. It's so boring in here. Anyways, I'm only thinking of a plot at the time being xD. I have nothing to do! Don't Blame'z Me'z! : ) Oh, and in this story, at summer, Hermione isn't in the Order, I kinda want it to be that way : ), hihi

CHAPTER 1: GRANGER THE PREFECT

"Rise and Shine Sleepy Head!" Called out a voice; it was Mrs. Granger's .The end of summer approached and things couldn't get any better for Hermione. Not to mention she only had 4 hours of sleep and within an hour, she should be at King's Cross to join her friends in their Fifth year at Hogwarts. She was elected prefect, and spent the whole night (and morning) to review all their responsibilities and privileges too. She took the time to reread her books just to refresh her brain before setting off to her school and only stopped to gain rest at 5 o'clock in the morning. Well, you know Hermione, she's too devoted. Hermione checked her watch. It was 9:00 in the morning.

"But Mom," She moaned. If there's one thing Hermione didn't like, it was that she didn't get it done 'her' way. "It's 9 in the morning! The train doesn't leave at 11!" She called back

The brunette shifted to the other side of her bed where her mother can't see her and covered herself with all the sheets she could find lying around her bed. Mrs. Granger stared at her in disbelief. Her daughter wasn't like this at all. She yanked the sheets off to reveal a curled up Hermione; covering her ears to not hear a sound. Her mother laughed at her daughter's state. She knew just at the moment Hermione didn't get sufficient sleep last night just by the look on her face that she was trying to go back to her tranquility and meet dreamland again, though her mother knew better. It took Hermione a lot of time to get ready for King's Cross, and she couldn't bear her jabbering when she found out that she was going to be late.

"Hermione Jean Granger, you will wake up this instant or so help me!" Mrs. Granger shouted so loud that she didn't notice Mr. Granger burst into the room.

Hermione moaned and sighed. Hearing her mother say she needed to wake up was one thing, but hearing her scream like that was another.

"Dear? What's the matter?" Mr. Granger asked with a quizzical face. He glanced at her wife, then to Hermione, then to her wife again, and to himself, if that was possible.

"Our dearest daughter claims to protest of getting up." Mrs. Granger replied with a rather happy tone.

"Is that so? Well the princess has to wake up or she won't get to school now, won't she?" Hermione's dad replied with a huge smile towards her. Her mother just suppressed a giggle and watched his husband with amusement. Mr. Granger loved her daughter so much, since she was only a single child. Hermione didn't care though, it was her parents' choice, not hers, but she'd think it rather nice to have a baby sister or brother around the house.

Hermione peeked through the blankets only to be met by a hand to tickle her side. She squirmed at the sudden movement. Her dad knew just her most ticklish parts and Hermione thought that it was a bad thing to know, that's for sure.

"Daddy! Stop-haha-it!" Hermione shouted as she settled herself to sit on the edge of the bed, sitting by her father's side.

"I think it best for you to take a bath now sweetie. It takes a while to dry your hair; I'll help tame it for you when you're finished taking a bath. You need to make a good impression when you're now a Prefect. Am I correct dear?" Her mum said with a slight smile on her face.

"Okay mum, thanks. I hope this year will be more worth the while..."

"And a whole lot of boys dear." Mrs. Granger said and Hermione giggled. "Mum!" She shrieked.

"Now, now, don't encourage her Sweetie. She's too young for that kind of stuff!" Mr. Granger pointed out. "She'll always be daddy's little princess." Hermione hugged her dad in return.

"We're so proud of you dear. You always make us do." Her father told in a soft voice. Mrs. Granger joined the hug and no sooner or later, Mr. Granger stood up. He held a hand to her wife and daughter and did a curtsy.

"Allow me to escort you two young ladies to the kitchen to eat before getting ready." Mr. Granger smiled.

"Young?" Her wife chuckled.

The past hours passed and it was already 10:30 am. Hermione emerged from the door of her room. Her hair was tamed alright. Mrs. Granger braided the two ends on her hair and tied them around. Hermione looked pretty. She wore her pink t-shirt and a black plaid skirt under a grey vest that was slightly unbuttoned. Her prefect's badge was inside her pocket. While holding her trunk, she bid her parents' good bye when they reached King's Cross at 10:45 am. She stood between Platform 9 ¾ and met Neville and his grandmother while in the way. It took only 5 minutes to wait there until she saw Harry with uncle Vernon and The Weasleys

"Where's Hermione? She should be here by-" Harry shifted Ron to the place where Hermione was standing. He looked quizzical and flushed at the same time. Hermione went towards them with a hug.

"Oh My God! My life was so boring without you two! How've you been? I haven't heard of you two since August 23rd! And Ron, you're prefect, wow." She said fighting the verge of tears.

"Yes-Yeah, I guess, but, what happened to you this summer? Why are you looking-different?" Asked Ron. His eyes roamed all over Hermione. He felt heat run through his cheeks when she eyed him curiously.

"Is different bad?" Said Hermione with a deep sigh. " My mom, made me wear it. Do I look like a buffoon? I swear I'll change la-" She was at the edge of her sentence when someone interrupted. The twins came walking towards them with huge smiles on their faces. Fred circled Hermione as if looking for something missing.

"Nope, don't, what my coward of a brother means to say is, you look pretty." Said Fred and hugged her, then came George. Ron glared at his brother's statement. No way was he a coward….Well, towards Hermione he is.

"Look, we have one prefect in our league, can we stand another Fred?" George asked with a goofy smirk on his face.

"I don't know George, Hermione looks like she's been training to be one her whole life. We should keep an eye out for her and ickle Ronniekins. We can't live out to our expectations of having the best prank year at our last when we get caught by them." Fred responded and gave a pat on Hermione's back. The brunette glared at him and he backed a few steps away.

"Yes you should. And don't plan on doing anything stupid this year. I studied up whole night about the rules and regulations of the school so you better watch out!" She said through gritted teeth.

"Figures." Harry, Ron, Ginny, and the twins said in unison.

"Why?" She asked. Her expression was indescribable. How did they manage to say that all at once? Did they practice it before coming? Fred smirked. It was mischievous and satisfactory at the same time.

"You should take a closer look at those black rings of yours," Said Fred with a grin.

"I don't own any black-" She said but was stopped.

"around your eyes." George completed his brother's sentence and they all laughed. Why didn't she think of that? Surely spending almost 10 hours of studying last night would earn her some eye bags. She shook her head in disbelief. She was like the smartest witch of her time!

"Okay, Okay," Ginny started. "We should get going to find decent seats while we can, come one."

They all passed through the wall between platforms 9 and 10. As they reached the Hogwarts express, they immediately went through the hassling crowd and (luckily) found then entered one empty compartment.

Ron and Hermione should go to the Prefects' compartment and the twins wanted to meet Lee, so Harry and Ginny were the only ones left. Before parting ways, Fred gave a huge hug on Hermione and grinned. He claimed a disgruntled look from his younger brother and moved away quickly. Hermione turned scarlet at the moment.

"That was for what I said earlier." He whispered while George eyed his twin with a questioning look. Hermione returned the hug. "Don't do anything ridiculous this year Fred, alright? I have enough problems for a year." She said with a smile on her face.

"Yep, George and I should watch out for The great Granger The Prefect." He said with a huge grin. "Right George?" He jerked his head towards his twin.

"You betcha ol' Brother of mine." George nodded. "Okay, let's go check Lee now."

"Right."

They parted their ways and each pair headed for a different direction. Ron checked sideways and looked like he was about to faint.

"You alright Ron? I mean, you look kind of, pale." Hermione said with her most concerned voice.

"Fine I guess. Er-about that earlier, when I said you looked different, What Fred said, yeah you looked pretty." Ron said with a hint of quiver on his tone.

"Thanks. My mum thought it would be best if I have a change in my look for a while. Not those lackluster clothes I used to wear. Is it nice?" She asked as she eyed him, eager for his answer. Ron turned a shade of crimson and nodded.

Meanwhile….

The twins were on their way to meet up with Lee Jordan, their best friend. Fred was looking quite pleased at the moment, or better yet, maybe too pleased.

"What's up brother? You've been very weird lately. Got a cold?" Asked George while examining his brother.

"It's nothing George, don't mind me." Fred assured him. But he wasn't feeling well though. The only thing is, it wasn't because he was sick. It was because he missed Hermione.

A/N: : ) I hope that did well. I edited the Hermione Jean Granger part. Please, I beg you. If you see any mistakes, just leave a review about it. And tell me how I can make Hermione's part believable and not OOC. Pretty Please? :D Leave a review!