A/N: This story takes place after DH in an au where everyone lived but Voldy.

Disclaimer: I don't own any piece of Harry Potter. *cries*

Chapter 1 – The Dare and the Bet

Hermione was very happy she was old enough to do magic outside of school. With her parents' memories restored, they were so relieved she was alive and well that her mother had taken her on a shopping spree, buying her a whole new wardrobe, now packed into her school trunk.

She eyed it as she levitated it. She hadn't been that sure about the clothes her mom had thrown at her, but when Jane Granger pushed her daughter into the dressing room, Hermione had been pleasantly surprised. Jane had a good eye and had seen that her daughter had blossomed into a young woman.

There were jeans that fit snugly to her daughter's curves along with dresses, skirts, leggings, many pairs of shoes, and even underwear. Hermione had nearly died when her mother had thrown the lingerie over the door of the dressing room, but found herself admiring what she saw in the mirror.

Hermione shook her head and focused on her bobbing trunk, making sure to avoid the crowded wizarding train station. She was supposed to meet the boys here at the station since they were all going back to Hogwarts to finish their final year. It had taken some convincing to get Ron to agree, but Harry was eager for a normal year for once.

She craned her head and stood on her toes, but didn't see them. She did glimpse Draco Malfoy, though. They nodded to each other and then looked in the other direction. Relations between them were strained, even though Hermione had been the one he passed information to during the war. They both ignored the tension between them, and had silently agree to pretend it didn't exist.

"Hermione!" She turned when she heard her name called. Two tall boys – No men, she reminded herself, jogged up to her.

"Our trunks are already in our compartment. We were just waiting for you." Harry explained, gesturing with one hand and scratching the back of his head with the other.

She fell into step with them. "Mione, what do you have planned for this year?"

She cast a side glance at the redhead. "Schoolwork. Hogwarts is a school, you know, Ron."

He flushed. "I know that, but I mean this year is going to be boring. With You-Kno-Voldemort gone and Fred and George not in school anymore, nothing exciting will happen."

"He has a point, Hermione." Harry pointed out.

She stopped and stared at him. "I thought normal was what you wanted."

He flushed slightly. "I do, but we're so used to the excitement…aren't you afraid you'll get bored?"

She nudged him in the ribs with her elbow. "I think you just want to cause trouble. What was it Professor McGonagall said?"

They said together, "When something happens, why is it always you three?" They laughed.

Hermione pointed her wand at her trunk and directed it onto the shelf above the seats. It wasn't long until the train pulled away and she watched the station slowly fade into the distance.

Periodically through the ride, friends and strangers stopped by to either chat or ogle the three heroes. After the fourth first year stared at them through the glass, Hermione sighed and pulled out her wand.

"Obscuro." She intoned, pointing her wand at the compartment door. The glass fogged and turned opaque, blocking the vision of anyone trying to look in. She nodded in satisfaction and put her wand back in her robes.

"Brilliant," breathed Ron.

The rest of the ride was uneventful without people staring at them. As they left the train, Hermione tapped on Harry's shoulder. "Was that exciting enough for you?"

He grimaced. "I didn't mean that type of excitement."

Ron rolled his eyes. "We know."

Hermione giggled. "Apparently Harry wasn't told of his own popularity. He wants to be the new trouble student, as if he hasn't caused enough trouble in the past."

Harry frowned and opened his mouth to argue, but Ron beat him to it. "I mean he only helped found Fred and George's shop."

"And helped a convict escape."

"And got into a fistfight with Malfoy."

"And almost got permanent detention with Professor Snape."

Harry crossed his arms. "I'm right here, you know."

They looked at him and grinned. "We know," they chimed together.

He glared playfully and pretended to stomp into the Great Hall. Dinner passed quickly after the sorting. The only point of excitement seemed to be when it was announced that Professor Lupin had returned to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts. The three had cheered the loudest when they heard the news and the professor stood up.

On the way back to the common room, Harry vanished. One minute he was there, and then when Hermione turned to ask him something, he was gone. She grabbed Ron's arm and gave him a look.

He scanned the crowd and groaned, "Not again. Last time he went missing at on the first night back, he came back covered in blood."

Right when they started to head back to look for him, Harry came jogging around the corner. "I'm here!"

Hermione eyed him. "And not covered in blood or dirt." She noted.

He smiled proudly. "Nope."

She smiled. "Good." Her gaze then turned dangerous. "Don't. Do. That. Again. Do. You. Have. Any. Idea. How. Worried. I. Was?!" She punctuated each word by smacking his arm with the book she was carrying.

He tried to shield himself with his hands but quickly apologized when he saw her reach for her wand. "Sorry! I'm sorry!" He raised his hands in the air, in surrender. "I was arranging a…meeting tonight. Meet in the common room after changing, okay?"

She finally stopped hitting him and took a breath. "Fine. But I swear, Harry Potter, if you ever run off like that again…" Her hair sparked in warning.

His eyes widened. "Deal." He agreed quickly.

She huffed and gave the password (Skiddlywiffers), striding to her dormitory. Ginny was already there changing, and it looked like they were the only girls who came back in Gryffindor. They nodded to each other and Hermione opened her wardrobe. She'd had to fight her, but Hermione had won the fight against her mother and insisted on some regular pajamas. Her mother still snuck in some negligees and night gowns Hermione still blushed at when she saw them.

She grabbed a short pair of shorts and a light pink tank top. Pulling her hair into a messy bun, she padded back down to the common room. The boys had already changed and were waiting for her.

"Where are we going?" She asked.

Harry smiled sheepishly. "The room of requirement."

She raised an eyebrow. "Lead the way since you know what you want from the room." It was a quiet trip to the corridor. When the door appeared, they walked in and Hermione was impressed. The room looked inviting with cream colored walls, a huge fireplace, and brown sofas in front of the fire. Where Draco Malfoy, Blaise Zabini, and Theodore Nott were sitting. Her smile faded as her eyes connected with intense grey eyes.

She turned to Harry, breaking eye contact. "Harry, what's going on?"

Harry scratched the back of his head self-consciously. "I, uh, had this idea. You know, because nothing is going to happen this year." She rolled her eyes and sat down on the second couch that faced the three snakes. "I thought we could do something fun."

"Okay, but where do they come in?" Ron asked, nodding his head towards the other three and crossing his arms. He stood behind Hermione, suspiciously eyeing them.

Harry grimaced. "Well actually I…I may have lost a bet with the twins." Hermione groaned. She could only imagine what they would come up with. "They gave me this list of things that have to be done by the end of the year. Draco was there at the time and was included in the bet."

Draco? When did that happen? Hermione raised an eyebrow. "What bet did you lose?" She deadpanned.

Blue and green eyes exchanged a glance and Harry reddened slightly. "We…uh…bet on what type of underwear you wear." He blurted.

Hermione's eyes widened. The other two Slytherins laughed while Ron was spluttering. She turned to Draco, who was studiously avoiding her gaze. "And you bet too?"

He looked up and suddenly smirked. "And lost. One of the twins snuck into your house, with a witness, and brought back proof." She hid her face in her hands. That explained the look those two gave her when she visited their shop the week before. They had been digging through her underwear drawer!

"And why does that concern the rest of us?" Her words were slightly muffled from behind her hands.

Harry shuffled slightly. "Because Draco and I split the list and made a bet that we could finish our half first with the help of our friends." Everyone held their breath, knowing the temper of the small witch before them.

She sighed. "What happens if we lose?"

She didn't see Harry and Draco exchange a look, but Ron did, and his eyes narrowed. Draco answered, "That hasn't been determined yet."

She glared at the boys, knowing she was outnumbered. "I'm going to regret this, but fine." Harry slumped in relief and the Slytherins exchanged grins. Ron eyed the Draco, knowing the blond was planning something and not liking it one bit.

Hermione held up her hand. "We have to make a few rules first." Everyone groaned, but then quieted when they saw her hand twitch. "First, no one else is to be aware of the lists. Second, no sabotaging each other's-" she was cut off by protests from all the males. She grabbed her wand and silenced them. She cleared her throat and looked at them pointedly. "Second, no sabotaging each other's lists. We need to know what our tasks are. Third, there has to be at least one witness for the task to be considered complete. Deal?" She waved her wand and released the spell, allowing them to speak again. They all looked at each, and then nodded.

She held her hand out again. "Now, show me both lists." Harry pulled out two pieces of paper and gingerly handed them to her. Both were titled "Things I Must NOT Do at Hogwarts." One was marked "Draco's Team" and the other "Harry's Team."

Harry cringed as her eyes flashed while she read both lists. She got to the end and shrieked, "HARRY POTTER!"