Hermione sat in the common room by the fire. The flumes were dying, must be late. No sound came from any of the dormitories. All Hermione could hear was her deep breathing and the flaking of the flumes.

Suddenly, a door opened, and someone made their way down the stairs. Hermione didn't look up, just stared in to the flumes. They come into the common room, and walked over to the fire. They sat down next to Hermione and placed their hand on hers, which was on the sofa between them. Hermione looked down at it, it was coved in freckles. Hermione looked up in to the blue eyes of Fred Weasly. His hair even more ablaze by the light of the fire. His freckles scatted all over his face. They move closer towards each other, their lips almost touching…

Then came a girlish giggle above them.

Hermione snapped her eyes open, Parvati and Lavender was standing over her, laughing fit to burst.

" What you laughing at," Hermione asked, sitting up.

" You, you looked like you were going to snog someone," Parvati told her.

" Yeh, was it Krum?" asked Lavender.

" Honestly, grow up, your 15, for God sake" Hermione yelled at them then shut the curtains and got dressed, quickly. She left the room in silence. Annoying Parvati and Lavender, who were still giggling.

Hermione had been having dreams like this for months now, but why. That's what she keeps asking herself. Hermione had never looked twice at Fred and only show him as her best friend's older brother. However she had realised that Fred is actually quite cute and attractive.

Hermione arrived at the Great Hall, and sat herself down at the Gryffindor table and ranched for her favourite foods.

She continued to think about the dream, why would she, a fifth year prefect, want to go out with a seventh year, trouble maker?

She noticed in the corner of her eye George, Fred and Lee sating at the table, deep in conventions, probably about their joke shop. She turned to them and released that Fred was staring at her, he winked when Hermione and turned around to talk to George and Lee. If Hermione wasn't mistaken, Fred's eyes had turned pink. Hermione looked down at her plate and felt herself blush. Could Fred really fancy her? She asked herself. No, it was impossible.

Harry and Ron sat down at the table,

"Morning" Harry said while grabbing everything in site. Hermione jumped, she had not heard them sit down. Ron studied her then with, a full mouth of food said

"Hermione, you've gone red" Hermione felt herself go redder, then said back

"So"

"So…I don't know…someone asked you out?"

"Don't be silly, Ron, maybe I have a cold" Hermione lied.

" What, in the middle of September" Ron laughed

"Honestly, why would anyone ask me out?" Hermione asked. But before ether Ron or Harry could answer, some one said,

"Well, your smart for one, if a boy goes out with a smart girl, they look smart" Hermione turned around, it was Fred. He continued,

"And to be honest your not bad looking for a 15 year old" then he walked out of the hall. Hermione watched him go, amazed. Could Fred Weasly honestly fancy her? She looked at Ron and Harry; Ron was glaring at after Fred. Harry said to Hermione,

" You know, his not wrong"

"About what?" Hermione asked

"About, if a boy goes out with a smart girl they look smart" Harry replied and then returned to his bacon. Hermione just shook her head.

As Hermione, Harry and Ron walked to potions, Hermione thought about the way Fred had answered her. He was the last person she thought would answer her question like that. But maybe he was just joking, like he was always was. If he meant it would not of said it in the great hall, and definitely not in front of George and Lee.

"What do you think, Hermione" Ron asked her. She snapped back to life

"About what?"

"That if Snape had a girlfriend he would be more cheerful," Ron told her

"Oh…Yeh" Hermione said confused.

During potions, Hermione didn't take much notice of what Snape was saying, she take her notes automatically but a couple of times Harry had to stop her adding the wrong ingredient to her potion.

"What's up with you Hermione, its normally you that is correcting me" Harry told her.

"Its nothing" Hermione said and then returned to her work, being careful not to do any more mistakes.