A.N: Hello! EVERYONE! It is time for chapter two now!

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/~~~~~~Chapter 2: At My Window~~~~~~~~~~\\

Hermione came home to her mother freaking out about where she had been.

"I was about to send the constable out for you" She stood from her spot at the table where a plate of food was wrapped up.

"I'm sorry mum. Professor Zander kept me late after class. Thought I was cheating again" Hermione clenched the coat she wore closed so her mother wouldn't see the blood underneath it.

"Should I call the school and have a talk with them?" Her mother always worried about her and she needed to learn that she wasn't a child anymore.

"No it's fine mum. We talked it out and I proved myself" She sighed.

"But where did you get this coat?" Emily reached out to touch it but Hermione moved around her.

"Oh um… A boy from school gave it to me. He thought I would be cold riding home so late." She blushed and her mothers worried face turned into a huge smile.

"Oh Hermione a boy! What's his name! How old? Who are his parents?" Her mother went off on an tangent of questions.

"Mom! Uh.. His name is Fred… He's just a friend…" She blushed brightly.

"Should we have him over for dinner? A possible suitor should meet your mother and then I should meet his family and then-"

"Mother! No! He's not a suitor! I- He's just a friend…" She said maybe a little to loudly, because her mothers face fell and looked rather sad.

"I'm sorry mom… I'm just tired. I'm going to shower and head to bed." Hermione Tried to walk out but her mother stopped her.

"I saved you some dinner… it's lasagna. I can heat it up for you and maybe bring it up after your shower?" Her mother was already unwrapping the plate.

"No mom.. I'm not hungry.. I'll eat it tomorrow, maybe take it to school for lunch. Oh how everyone will be jealous when they smell what I have and they don't" She hugged her mothers shoulder to try and make her feel better. Her mother smiled back a bit as a blush crept up on her face. It was no lie her mothers cooking was fantastic, and many would love to receive a pan from her of one of her own concoctions.

"Goodnight mum" Hermione whispered and kissed her on the cheek, and walked out of the room.

"Goodnight Hermione" Her mother smiled back and headed to her own room which was on the first level of the house. Hermione walked up the steps to her room, feeling the weight of the day finally hit her. Walking into the bathroom she shed her clothes and had a hot shower that eased her sore muscles. As she scrubbed soap into her hair she thought about the red head back in the forest. Would she ever see him again? Why would she want to see him again? Maybe to find out what he was and how he did everything he did. Yeah that was why. Not because she wanted to gaze upon his handsome features. No that was so not it. Though his eyes were so… they were the kind of brown that reflected off a whisky bottle in the sun.

Cutting off she shower water, Hermione stepped out and breathed in the steam from the hot water. Taking a towel she scrubbed her hair into it to get the access water out before taking another big fluffy red towel and wrapping it around her body. She took out a comb and ran it threw her hair till she knew tomorrow it wouldn't be a tangled mess because of her forgetting to comb it before bed. She dumped her clothes into a hamper, except for the bloody shirt and the jacket Fred gave her. Opening the bathroom door, steam spilled out as she walked down the hall, clutching the towel to her body. The clothes she carried were draped over her left arm. Silence filled the house and Hermione knew her mother had gone to bed.

Opening her bedroom door she sighed happily to the comfort her room instantly brought her. It wasn't big, but with her queen bed that was pushed up against the window, taking up the most room it left the center free for her to do whatever. Walking across her room to her dresser that was next to her closet, she opened it up and began digging for her pajamas.

A breeze shot up her legs and made it's way to her back, causing her to shiver violently and close her eyes as she clutched the towel to her wet body.

"Nice room" The voice made her jump and slam her body into the dresser as she turned to face her bed.

Laying across it was non other then Fred Weasley. He was laying on his back with his arms behind his head, watching her with a smirk.

"What- How did you get in here?" Hermione clutched her towel to her body tighter.

"Window" He nudged his head to the direction of the window that was open behind him.

"What are you doing here is what I meant to ask first" She blushed and that made him smile more as he sat up.

"I forgot you had my jacket" He stood and began to walk towards her.

Hermione felt her heart about to beat out of her chest as he finally reached her and took the jacket that was in her hand. She let it go but he didn't move away, but instead inhaled her scent and smiled softly.

"Fred" Hermione whispered and she felt like he was getting closer.

"Yes?"

"I'm… naked…" She pointed out and that sent him into a fit of laughter.

"Shut up! My mother will hear you" Hermione for good measure locked her door and turned to Fred who was back to sitting on the bed still chuckling.

"My apologies Mione. I just… You look so innocent" His chuckled died down to a few hitches in his breath.

"Hm… well if you don't mind, I would like to get dressed." She crossed her arms.

"Pitty" Fred pouted.

"What?"

"Nothing. Do you want me to leave?" He asked softly.

"No… I have questions" She blushed.

"But if you could turn around… that would be best" Hermione made a twirling motion with her index finger and he shrugged but faced the window.

As soon as he turned, Hermione grabbed a pair of kickers and red shorts from her bottom dresser, and then a black tank top from her top drawer and tossed them on quickly. Finally she turned to the red head to see him still facing the wall. Part of her was a little disappointed that he had no interest in taking even a small peek. But she shook that thought away quickly.

"Ok.. You can look" She walked forward and crawled onto the bed but her back was up against the board. He turned to her and watched her do this as his eyes trailed up her long legs, to her face. They were at different ends of the bed looking at each other in silence.

"What are you?" Hermione asked again, but this time a little louder then back at the road.

"I am what I am" He smiled softly.

"Quit the shit Fred! If that's even your real name?" Hermione crossed her arms.

"It is… I assure you" He placed his hands on his knees which were crossed Indian style.

"Ok… Fred Weasley. Spill it"

"I can't" He lifted his chin.

"Why not"

"It is against the law. If I were to tell you, then it would put my family and you in danger." Fred looked sad.

"What about you?" She cocked her head,

"I don't care what happens to me…" He looked so mature with that serious look in his eyes.

"Then why are you here? Why come back?" Hermione was so confused, she felt a headache coming on.

"For my jacket" He said quickly but she saw a blush cross his face.

"Oh yeah right" She puffed out a bit of air and rolled her eyes.

"Believe what you want" He shrugged but finally smiled a bit, easing the tension.

Silence filled the room for a minute as Hermione sized him up and Fred looked to his coat and ran a hand over the inside that was now stained with the blood that was on her shirt.

"So… since it's against the law for you to tell me… how about I guess?" She asked and she saw the thought's cross his face as his nose scrunched up in thought. Finally he looked up to her with a smile.

"Ok.. But on one condition" He stood from the bed and she looked up to him.

"Name it" She smiled up at him.

"I come back each night to see you and you get one guess at what I am. Only one guess per night, only one answer." He held up a finger to her and she blushed at the offer.

She could tell him no and to never come back. She could never see him again and continue to live her life paranormal free. Move away from here after graduation and never think twice of this night. But that wouldn't be the Hermione Granger way.

"Ok… deal" Hermione stood up and extended her hand to him which he took in a tight shake. She felt electricity shoot up her arm and her heart quickened, so she quickly dropped their hands and took a deep breath to calm her heart.

"So what's your first guess?", He released her hand and walked to the bed where the open window sat.

"Hm…" She bit her bottom lip and scrunched up her face in thought. A few minutes passed by until she looked up with a glint in her eye.

"A witch?" She asked with a shrug. He began to laugh, and she should have been annoyed but his chuckle made her feel safe.

"First of all, a male is called a warlock. And secondly no I am not" He chuckled and Hermione huffed out and pouted.

"I must leave now… Leave your window unlocked tomorrow night" Fred sat on the bed and scooted by the window.

"It was locked already… You could get in anyway you want" She bit back but her smile showed she wasn't mad.

"I know… But I would rather have you want me in here" His eyes twinkled with playfulness as he winked to her.

"Goodnight Hermione Granger" He said softly.

"Goodnight Fred Wea-" She blinked and he was gone.

"We are so going to have to talk about him not doing that" Hermione crossed her arms in a huff, but closed the window and then curled under the covers for sleep.

/~~~~~~~ End Chapter 2~~~~~~~~\\

A.N: Hey again! I hoped you enjoyed this chapter!

In the next chapter George will make an appearance! It's about to get very… interesting!

Sorry the chapters are so short! I am just so excited about posting! The next one will be longer I swear!

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