A/N: Here's the next chapter. It takes place during Hermione's fifth year. I figured it would be good for you to know how they got together. Enjoy. Thanks for the reviews.

Disclaimer: I sadly don't own Harry Potter, it belongs to J.K. Rowling.

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Hermione walked down the darken corridors, clutching her left hand closer to her chest. Carved into it was I will not use defensive spells. She had just finished her detention some time ago, and was now finishing her prefect rounds.

Her head was thinking of many ways to drive Umbridge insane. She thought about buying many of Fred and George's tricks, but then decided against it. She had scolded them many times for using them; it would only prove her to be a hypocrite for buying them.

"Ms. Granger, I believe your prefect duties have been finished for an hour now. Has it not?" Umbridge questioned.

"It has."

"Then why are you out child?"

For once Hermione didn't answer. Umbridge wouldn't believe her anyway. "Well, you see, I was," Hermione tried to explain.

"I guess you'll…"

"There you are 'Mione!"

Hermione spun around and saw one of the Weasley twins running towards her. Hermione mentally cursed herself for not being able to remember the difference between them. She racked her brain for the answer and only found it possible to tell them apart when they were together. Strange, even for Hermione's standards.

"George, how…"

"Fred actually. I can't believe my own girlfriend can't remember the difference between me and George," He pretended to be hurt.

"Girlfriend? Mr. Weasley, what are you talking about?" Umbridge demanded.

Fred was actually grateful that Hermione was able to pick up on his strange way of saving her. If she hadn't then there was a possibility that they would both receive detention for a numerous amount of days. "I had a late detention with McGonagall and I knew Hermione had her prefect duties to attend to. So I told her to meet me here, well, not here but on the moving stairs," Fred explained, putting his arm around Hermione.

Umbridge raised an eyebrow. Hermione took a deep breathe in. It was obvious that she didn't believe either of them. "Prove it."

The words slipped out of Hermione's mouth before anyone had a chance to react. "I don't think shagging against the wall in front of you is appropriate, Professor," She said that with as much innocent as she could muster. Which made her actually sound like she meant it.

Fred and Umbridge both started at Hermione like she grew an extra head. "Well, I didn't know your relationship had progressed so far."

Fred opened his mouth to say something, but Hermione beat him to it. She had a problem with running of the mouth this evening, and it was kind of exciting. "Of course it has, we haven't had a chance to do anything since we've been studying for my O.W.Ls and his N.E.W.Ts. And with all the problems going around this school we haven't been able to enjoy our time as a couple since the Burrow this summer."

"I was hoping to get lucky tonight," Fred finally put in. "It's what, our year anniversary?"

"Correct Fred, I'm glad you remembered," Hermione answered sweetly. You could practically hear the sarcasm dripping from her voice though. "But you aren't getting lucky."

Fred feigned pouting. "I'm going to let you two off with a warning and fifty points from Gryffindor each. Now get to your dorms, no detours," Umbridge commanded.

Fred and Hermione nodded. Soon Fred wrapped his arm around Hermione and they walked down the hall tighter like that. Fred glanced behind his shoulder, when he noticed that the witch was gone he dropped his arms to the side.

"I should be thanking you," Hermione muttered. "Detention with the hag ran later than normal, and my prefect duti…"

"There's no need to explain," Fred calmly replied, putting his hand up to have her stop in her tracks. "I'm glad to help a friend in need."

Hermione nodded and glanced around. She hated the fact that Umbridge had eyes everywhere. "Fred, why did you say I was your girlfriend?"

"To save me and you from getting another detention with that witch," came his answer. "She's horrible, and if I had one of my many joke products with me, she's receive it."

Hermione smiled and let out a shiver. Fred looked down at her and smiled as she put her arms around herself trying to keep warm.

"Here, take my cloak," He offered swinging it off his shoulders and onto hers.

"Won't you get cold?"

"'Mione, have you ever heard about how men are the most warm-blooded creatures?"

Hermione scooted closer to Fred. "No, I don't do research on the male species much," came the truthful answer. "So, do you have a real reason for rescuing me?"

"Well, if I told you that, I would have to kill you," Fred joked. "I told you, you were in a friend in need."

"And what about you? Why were you really out?"

He smiled. "Well, that's simple, because I was hungry. And I wanted a midnight snack," he answered.

"You're going to work those poor house-elves to death!"

Fred chuckled trying to get Hermione to calm down. "Relax Bushy," stated the twin. "I only got some fruit and a butterbeer. No need to actually wake them," Fred answered.

"You're so caring."

"I can be." Fred smiled.

Hermione nodded and walked down the corridor in basically silence. It was almost weird to stand next to a Weasley twin and not have laughter, or something exploding. But she considered herself lucky, because they could of gotten detention from Umbridge. For indecent exposure, or sexual activity. Hermione couldn't figure out what she was thinking.

"You know that was some quick thinking back there with Umbridge," said the Weasley twin. "I'm impressed. You could almost be one of me and George, we know that we could use a female on the team."

Hermione blushed. She didn't know whether she wanted to be insulted or hug the boy. This year, if she didn't have her prefect's badge, she would of taken Fred up on that offer. She was already going behind Umbridge's back with the whole DA; she didn't want to push it any more than she had to.

"Thank you, I've learned to think quickly," Hermione answered quietly.

"Really? Do you and Harry get in that much trouble?" Fred teased.

"No, we don't get into too much trouble, I mean we get caught, but…" she was so frustrated with that comment she couldn't even form her sentence right. "Ugh!" She finally yelled.

Fred chuckled at the state of the witch before him. It was sort of funny to see her get frustrated. He sighed as he looked at the full moon that was out the window. He sighed, as they got closer to the Fat Lady and the Gryffindor Tower. For a moment they stood outside of it and stared at each other.

"I guess we have to go back to being just Fred and Hermione," he joked.

Hermione looked at him, deep into his blue eyes. "We were always just Fred and Hermione," said the younger child.

Fred pulled the prefect closer to him and rested his head on top of her head. She had long gotten rid of her bushy stage, and her hair was more of a curl than a bush. He sighed into her head as he kissed the top of it.

"Can I ask you something 'Mione?"

"Sure, what is it?" She questioned, resting her head against his chest. She was tired and prayed that it wasn't to be another study date; she already had six of them this week. She wasn't going to make it seven days a week she was studying.

"Can I kiss you?"

Hermione pulled her head back to see if Fred was serious. When she didn't see any joking in his eyes, she only nodded. She didn't trust her voice yet; she probably would have said something stupid.

Fred leaned down and placed his lips softly on hers. Sure he was one of the best Gryffindor kissers, but he didn't want scare the littler Gryffindor so he kept it simple. He did move her arms so that they were around his neck and then pulled her closer. What surprised Fred more is when she began to kiss him back.

He'd admit, it was the most awkward kiss he had ever gotten, because Hermione was still learning, and she had never kissed anyone romantically before. He felt half an urge to pin her against the wall and show her what a real seventh year kisser was like. Then again, he didn't want to scare Bushy away.

He finally pulled back so that Hermione could breath. It was then Hermione blurted out something he never expected. "WoodjugowitmeandonlytellGeorgeaboutit?" Hermione blurted out. Fred smiled and didn't quite catch it.

"Hermione, I know you just kissed the best kisser in the world, but could you calm down a bit, and speak slowly?" Fred asked putting his hands on her shoulder.

The witch in subject took in a deep breath and repeated what she said, "Would you go out with me?" She looked at Fred with almost hopeful eyes.

Fred smiled and replied with, "You are a funny witch Ms. Granger."

"I take that as a no then," Hermione said.

"Oh no Ms. Granger, heavens no," he stated. He pulled her chin up so that she was looking straight into his eyes. "I thought a witch like you would never fancy me."

Hermione shook her head. "You're funny, cute, smart, the whole bit. I dunno though, you probably think I'm…" she pushed away from the kiss he had just stolen from her, she found it to be sort of anti-climatic.

"I have fancied you for sometime now, but you can't tell an eleven year old witch that hey you and me should go find a corner and snog," joked Fred.

Hermione was shocked; the older of the two Weasley twins actually liked her? And that was since she was eleven too. It was hard to believe that he could like her. "Are you serious?"

"No, I've liked you since last year. And that's the truth. When you wore those periwinkle blue dress robes to the Yule Ball," came his truthful answer. "I knew that I liked you Hermione, it was just something little, and I knew that we could…"

"Are you going to answer my question or not?" She demanded.

Fred smiled. "Someone is bossy, I've talked so much that I can't even,"

"Fredrick Weasley," he flinched at the sound of the way his name was being scolded. "I would be honored if you would go out with me."

"You know normally the guy is supposed to ask the girl," he chuckled.

"Times have changed."

Fred smiled and pulled her closer kissing her nose. He loved it when Hermione was close to him like that. And he was happy when he just held her. He wasn't in love with Hermione precisely, but he just felt happy around her. No, love wasn't something Fred was exactly ready for yet.

"I can do that."

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A/N: This chapter would have been out sooner if it didn't accidentally erase. I shut my computer and it restarted and I had three more lines to do. I am looking for a beta though. If you're interested in betaing for me, let me know. Please review. ZutaraFWHG4eva