So, In your dreams bby x3, you made my life with your review lol first and only one. still posting the story because i wrote it so theres nothing else to do lol have fun! sorry its short but i updated a couple of days ago so i think that makes up for it

Hermione and Ginny sat on the bleachers, watching the boys play Quidditch in the crisp winter air. It was a surprisingly warm day for winter, and everyone wanted to take advantage. They only had a few says left until they departed on the Hogwarts Express for winter break.

"So tell me exactly what's been happening," Ginny asked, her eyes watching Harry as he flew around the stadium.

"Well, the last night before finals I found an enchanted teacup with a heart on it, and last night someone slipped the otter figurine in my robes." She explained. Ginny was one of the only girls she was really close to, the only person she could talk about this with.

"Well that's weird," Ginny responded. "Any idea whom it might be?" The cheering on the field caused Hermione to look up, clapping when she realized Ron had just made a difficult save.

Fred watched from his broomstick as Hermione stared at her brother and scowled. He was interrupted with a smack on his head from George's bat. He turned to glower at George, who responded by rolling his eyes as he zoomed away. This interaction went completely unnoticed by Ginny and Hermione, who were wrapped up in their own problems.

"Promise you won't judge me when I tell you who I want it to be?" Hermione asked Ginny hesitantly.

"I know you have a crush on Fred, Hermione." Ginny said as she laughed, "God knows why, but I know that you do." Hermione pushed Ginny playfully to the side.

"Oh shut it, its not like you don't have a crush on Harry." She retorted. Ginny blushed.

"Yea? Well at least Fred doesn't know you like him. Everyone knows I've had a crush on Harry since I was like, five. If he liked me he would have done something by now…" her voice drifted off as she became distracted by her own thoughts.

"Hush Ginny," Hermione said comfortingly, "You know Harry, it takes awhile for him to see exactly what's in front of him."

"I guess you're right." Even though she replied, Ginny was still distracted.

"Hey, I'm going to go inside and grab us a treat. That should make you feel better." Hermione rubbed Ginny's back quickly as she stood up. "I'll be right back."

Fred watched her while she left, wondering where she was off to.

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Hermione walked down the hall with some chocolate frogs in her pockets, heading back to the field.

"And where exactly are you off to Granger?" Hermione was startled by Cormac's sudden appearance, and lost her balance. Before she was able to stumble Cormac firmly grabbed her arms, allowing her to straighten up. "Sorry, I didn't realize that my good looks would startle you." Hermione laughed, thinking he was being sarcastic. She didn't realize his confused expression at her reaction. He hadn't told a joke, so why was she laughing?

He shrugged it off and shifted his arms from Hermione's to her hands. "I was wondering, if you weren't too busy tonight, if you'd like to accompany me to The Three Broomsticks?"

Hermione was concentrating on the fact that he was holding both of her hands. While it was an affectionate gesture, it was rather awkward. "That sounds great Cormac," she said as she looked up. She still did not know him very well, but his classic good looks made him hard to reject.

"Good," he flashed her a charming smile and dropped her hands. "Meet me in the common room at 5." He began to walk past but then paused, and turned back around. "Oh, and Hermione?" She turned her head to face him again.

"Yea?" he reached out and grasped her chin, tilting it upward towards his face. He lightly pressed his lips against hers.

"Don't forget….5 o'clock. " Cormac then turned and strutted down the hallway.

Hermione turned back towards her original direction and continued to walk, her thoughts racing. While she knew she should be feeling elated by the kiss, she just felt confused, and a little agitated to be completely honest. What was with that strut?

She turned the corner and slammed straight into a hard surface.

"Oi! Watch it!" Fred barked, his face flushed.

"Sorry Fred," she responded, taken aback by his harsh tone. "I didn't mean to-"

"Just forget it." He snapped, furious. It wasn't supposed to happen like that. When Fred had seen Hermione leave the field he waited a bit before following her, hoping to run into her in the hallway and start a conversation. He had been rudely mistaken, for when he had turned the corner he saw Cormac grab her face and slam his fat lips on top of hers. Shocked and disheartened by what he had seen, he turned back around the corner and stood there, grabbing at his hair as his frustration began to take hold. That was when Hermione had bumped into him.

Hermione was agitated by Fred's reaction. All she had done was bump into him, and she didn't understand why he seemed so angry. Assuming it must be due to something that happened on the field, she tried to be more understanding.

She reached out her arm in a comforting gesture, "Did something happen on the-" she abruptly stopped her sentence as Fred grabbed her arm and forced it back at her side. She tried to struggle out of his grip and found herself being aggressively pushed up against the wall. The intensity of his glare scared her.

"You don't have to act like such a git Fred!" Hermione yelled. She did nothing to warrant his attitude and she was not going to just sit there and get be mistreated. His grip immediately slackened, his eyes becoming cloudy as his glare softened.

Hermione's breath became short and shallow as he lessened the space between their faces. He hesitated, hovering just inches above her face as he stared down into her eyes. The muscles in his jaw tightening as his frustration began to rebuild.

"Oi! Fred! Time outs almost over!" Harry's voice shouted from the field.

The call seemed to snap Fred out of a trance, as he hastily dropped his grip from Hermione and abruptly walked away, leaving her panting with her back against the wall.

She let her shoulders shift down the brick surface, landing on the floor. What on earth had just happened?

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"Thank god the Hogwarts Express is coming today," Hermione said to Ginny, packing up the last of her books. "I really don't think I could have survived another day here."

"Come one Hermione," Ginny replied with a smile. "Was the date really that bad?"

"You have no idea!" Hermione flopped herself onto Ginny's bed. "So yea, he's handsome and all, but my god! It's a wonder he doesn't carry a mirror around all day!" Ginny laughed.

The date had gone terribly. The whole thing started to fall apart the moment she had met Cormac in the common room. From her perspective, he could have (and should have) been on the date by himself. Merlin knows he would have been just as happy.

There were many reasons why things had not worked. "First off, I could never get a sentence in. He would ask for my opinion, and then get this, answer for me. What is that?" Ginny couldn't help but laugh as Hermione tried to do her best impression of him.

She slicked her hair back with her hand, "Did you know my family was one of the first to retaliate against He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named? Of course you did, they're famous for it" she said with a pretentious drawl. "He literally stared at himself every time we passed a reflective window."

"Are you sure that's the only reason you're in a fuss?" Ginny asked Hermione, raising one eyebrow. Hermione knew she was referring to Fred's perplexing episode in the hallway the day before.

"There is something wrong with you're brother." Hermione replied flatly. She had returned to the bleachers after Fred had left her, and explained the whole thing to Ginny. The more she talked about it, the more irritated she became.

"I swear it was like it was his time of the month. All week he was being so nice, and suddenly, he snapped" she said, confused. "Are you sure nothing had happened to him on the Quidditch field?"

"Positive, if there was you would have seen it. He had called a time out only moments after you left, and then went inside." When Hermione heard these words she froze. Had he seen her interaction with Cormac in the hallway? Had he been jealous? She scowled at herself for thinking such things. Obviously that couldn't be the case, could it?

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Fred paced the room angrily as he threw random things at his bed in an attempt to start packing. Last night he was a wreck. When he had entered the common room that day, he only found Ron and Harry playing Wizard's chess by the fire.

"Where's the other third of your threesome?" Fred inquired, trying to sound completely nonchalant.

"Out on a date with that pretentious git Cormac," replied Ron. Harry laughed.

Fred's face became red with anger.

"Calm down Fred, its not the end of the world. Let's go ask the house elves to help us pack, because you clearly aren't doing it right." George suggested. Fred shrugged in response, knowing that his brother was just trying to find ways to distract him.

As they shuffled down the steps, they heard voices coming down the passageway leading towards the girl's dormitories.

"Trust me, hell will have to freeze over before I even consider going on another date with that pompous jerk." Fred smiled, recognizing Hermione's voice. George rolled his eyes.

"Honestly Fred, you're smiling like a baboon." George teased, secretly happy that Fred was finally going to start acting like himself again.

Fred seemed to be contemplating for a moment before he turned around and headed back up the steps. "I'll meet you by the painting, I just forgot something upstairs" he called down. George shrugged his shoulders and continued on without him.

"All ready?" Ginny asked Hermione as she prepared to carry her luggage down the stairs.

"Yup, just one more thing." She carefully wrapped the teacup and otter in a sweater before placing them in her trunk. "Alright, ready!"

As they made their way down the stairs, Hermione yelped and grabbed her foot. Looking down at what had caused her so much pain, she realized she had just stepped on a small box,

"What is it?" Ginny asked as she placed down her trunks. Hermione bent down to pick the box up. Her breath caught in her throat as she realized that the lid was decorated with a single heart.

Opening the box, she smiled as a sweet melody began to play. Inside, she found a small note. She anxiously unraveled it, curious to see what her secret admirer had to say.

"Way to assume this was for you, Hermione….even though it is"

She couldn't help but laugh as she handed it to Ginny to read. Ginny smirked, she immediately recognized the note as one of her brother's antics. She thought it better to keep this secret from Hermione, acknowledging that it was not her secret to tell.

"Stop blushing like an idiot, we've got a train to catch!" Ginny exclaimed. Hermione smiled and repacked her bags up.

"I'm going to miss you Ginny!" She said, brushing back tears.

"Oh shush, you'll be visiting me at the Burrow in two weeks!" They hugged momentarily before heading out of the common room, excited for winter vacation.