"I don't go looking for trouble. Trouble usually finds me". - Harry Potter

I fell asleep. I really hadn't meant to, but I was left alone for well over an hour, and I just drifted off to sleep. It was probably because I had spent most of the last two nights talking to Fred. Not that I minded staying up late talking with him, I'd actually miss all of them. I hadn't slept in a room by myself for the last two weeks. I wouldn't know how to act tonight.

I opened my eyes and lay perfectly still, something had just woke me up, and I had no idea what it was either. My hands tensed on the blanket, gripping it in a fistful as I slowly turned my head towards whatever it was that had awoken me. My hand moved towards my bodice, where my wand was hidden, and I turned towards the noise, readying myself to take out whatever was over there.

I looked over in the corner and saw someone in a black cloak ruffling around the corner of my room. I sat up quickly, pulling my wand out of my shirt as I did so. I stood up, pointing the wand at the figure and took a breath to cast my first spell. The figure froze and then whipped around, his grey eyes wide when he saw me.

It was the same wizard that had attacked me in the woods.

"Stupify!" I screamed, whipping my wand back and lashing at him. A wand appeared in his hand and he threw a shield charm up, blocking my spell. He was on the other side of the bed, and I kept it between us as he stepped towards me. I screamed, and stepped back, throwing another spell at him as I ran for the door. He blasted it shut, and blocked me from the exit. I was trapped in the room with the same mad wizard that had tried to rape me. I screamed again, calling out for help as I threw another spell at him.

He deflected it away with a flick of his wrist and stepped towards me, an evil grin lifting his lips.

"Miss Grangy, you can't hurt me, I… Can't... Die…"

His words echoed in the stone room ominously. I took a step back, my mouth dropping open in horror as he took another step towards me. I couldn't deal with another nearly immortal foe right now. Not so soon after Voldemort.

"Impedimenta!" I screamed out, throwing the spell out with enough force to shake the room. he deflected it again and it bounced off my wall, crashing into the wardrobe with a sickening crack. I threw a shield charm up in front of myself as a blue spell came towards me.

It crashed against the shield with a loud crack, but my shield held. I sent another stunner at him, taking another step back as I did. He deflected it with a mere flick of his risk and I began to seriously get worried.

A loud bang sounded from outside the room, along with several worried voices. The wizard turned his head towards the door and I sent another stunner. It hit him in the stomach and he flew backwards, hitting the door with a bang. He slumped down, his head lulling to the side as the door burst open.

Fred, Harry, George, Merlin, Sir Ector, and two other knights I didn't know stormed into the room, their eyes wide and weapons drawn. Fred, Harry, and George ran to me, and Fred grabbed me in a protective hug along with Harry, positioning their bodies so that they were in front of me.

"I'm alright!" I gasped, clutching onto them as I caught my breath. Everyone else was circling around the unconscious wizard. I was still breathing too fast and my heart was still hammering in my chest. Harry's grip on my arm was comforting, and Fred's grasp around my waist was reassuring, but adrenaline was still rushing through my body, making my ears ring. I grabbed onto Fred tighter, trying to steady myself.

"Who is this?" Sir Ector asked, feeling the wizard's pulse. Merlin was standing about half a meter away from him. His blue eyes were wide and his face stern, he looked extremely upset. I'd not seen Merlin upset yet, only mad and happy. While he was scary when he was ma, he was terrifying when he was upset. His whole demeanor became defensive, he practically glowed with magic. I found myself reminded of all the powerful deeds he had done, all the deeds he would do. This was the most powerful wizard to ever live, if something caught him off guard, then I hated to think what it could be.

"Who is this?" Sir Ector asked again, glancing up at Merlin. His repeated question seemed to draw Merlin out of his daze. He twitched his nose and glanced down at Sir Ector before looking back at the unconscious wizard. He waved his staff at the man and he was surrounded by silver ropes.

"That, Sir Ector, is Mordred." He said in a quiet voice, a look of hate rising up in his eyes. I froze in Fred and Harry's grasp, my mouth dropping open in horror as I realized what he had just said. The wizard that was attacking us was Mordred? The man destined to betray Arthur to his death?

What had we been pulled into and why us? What on Earth was going on?

-oOOo-

It took me fifteen minutes to calm the knights down enough for them to leave me alone with Fred, George, and Harry. Merlin took the wizard's unconscious and tied up body to the prison he had kept us in, putting several extra security measures around it as well. The last knight finally bid us good bye, and I was alone with three very worried wizards.

I sat down on the bed with a sigh and was instantly surrounded by them. Fred sat by my side, grabbing my hand in his as Harry and George knelt in front of me. I gave them a smile, trying my best to appear calm and at ease, not like I had just been fighting for my life for the second time in three days.

"I really am all right, guys." I said with a barely forced ease. The guys looked like they didn't buy it for even a moment.

"What even happened?" Harry asked, sitting back on his legs and setting his hands on the floor. George leaned back against the wall and crossed his legs, placing his hands on his knees. I leaned into Fred and sighed, closing my eyes as I decided how to word what had happened. Fred tightened his grip around my shoulders, holding me close and making me feel more secure.

"Okay, so after I was dismissed from Arthur's court I came here. The maid, Alana, left me alone and I sat down. I was tired, and the bed was extremely soft, so I just fell asleep." I laughed, at that, realizing what a stupid mistake it had been. "I woke up when I heard someone rustling through my things. I looked over and he was over there." I opened my eyes again and pointed towards my broken wardrobe.

"I got up and started shooting curses at him. He blocked them and then started coming for me. He said 'Ms. Grangy, you can't hurt me, I can't die." That got the reaction I expected, everyone froze and then stared at me in utter horror.

"What?" Harry croaked.

"He said he can't die." Fred's grip on me tightened almost painfully.

"You mean like Horcruxes?" Fred and George asked.

"I've no idea, he just said he can't die."

"Why does he keep attacking you?" Fred asked, sounding angry. I paused at that, he did seem over interested in me.

"I don't know… Wait, he's attacked Harry, remember, during the fire." I said, pointing towards Harry like they didn't know where he already was.

Harry paused at that, frowning as he looked at me. His hand reached up towards his glasses and tweaked them. "Actually that's not entirely true." He said, his voice heavy with guilt.

"What do you mean?" I asked, my voice growing serious as I realized that Harry had been keeping something from me, from all of us.

"He spoke to me right before he attacked me." Harry said, avoiding my eyes. "He said he wasn't interested in me, he thought you were the one in the fire."

"What?" I asked at the same time Fred let out a loud string of curses, some I had never even heard of.

"Wait, you're saying they want Hermione?" George said, holding up his hand and stopping Fred's impressive rant .

"Think about it, it makes sense." Harry said. I held my own hand up at that.

"How does that make sense? What did I do? Why me?" I asked, staring at Harry and George, I was leaning into Fred still so I couldn't see him.

"Well, there's a chance the three of us weren't even supposed to be here." Harry said slowly.

"You could be right." George said quietly, a look of dawning realization lighting his eyes.

"How do you figure that?" I asked, frowning in thought. It didn't make sense to me how he had come to that conclusion.

"Think about it," Harry said, as if I hadn't been doing just that. "We three collided into you at the same time that we were transported. What if he only meant to transport you back in time?"

"Bloody hell." I gasped out, and then promptly let my hand fly to my mouth in shock. Harry's eyes grew wide and George laughed.

"Oops." I said, smiling slightly. At least I lightened the mood.

"Why would they want her though?" Fred asked, drawing our attentions back to the conversation.

"Well, she's really smart." Harry offered.

"Thanks, but that's not much of a reason to kidnap me. It's a lot of trouble to bring me here just because Im clever."

"You're muggle born too, so it's not like they need you to do something with a magical ancestor." George mused.

"Why would Mordred risk coming here to go through your stuff as well?" Harry questioned, looking at me with piercing eyes. I had no idea why Mordred would feel the need to look through my stuff. I didn't really have much of anything. I didn't have anything actually, my wand was on me and other than that I had come empty handed.

"I think he was just trying to wake her up. He wanted to get her attention for some reason. It's like he wants to scare her." Fred said tersely. I grabbed his hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze. That simple action brought another thought to my mind and I turned my head back to George and Harry.

"Did you get to talk to anyone about courting me?"

"No, we were just getting around to it when we heard a crash from your room." Fred said, squeezing my hand back.

"Wait," I said, another thought occurring to me. "I just gave away the fact that I'm a spell caster... Merlin will kill me."

"Under the circumstances I think he'll understand." Harry reassured me quickly.

"I hope so." I mumbled, gripping my wand nervously.

"We should probably be getting to bed, it's late and we have to be up early tomorrow." Harry said after a moment, reaching over and patting my leg reassuringly. "We have the rooms right across from you. If you need anything just call, we'll be here in a second." George and Fred agreed as Harry stood, followed by George. They stepped towards the door, but Fred didn't move.

"Um, it would look really, really, bad for 'Mione if you stay, Fred." Harry said quietly, tweaking his glasses uncomfortably.

"Don't worry guys, I'm just going to tell her goodnight, I'll be in my room in a moment." Fred said, his eyes on me. My pulse quickened at the look in his blue eyes and I found myself hoping George and Harry would hurry up and get out. There was a moments silence and then I heard an 'oomph.' I looked up and saw George dragging a very reluctant Harry from the room. My lips quirked up in a grin and I had to fight the urge to laugh as the door shut. I quickly forgot about laughing though as Fred placed his warm palm against my cheek.

I leaned into his touch, savoring the nearness. He scooted minutely closer to me on the bed and placed his other hand lightly on my thigh, causing my skin to tingle beneath his touch. He leaned towards me, his lips claiming mine in a soft, tender, kiss. It was sweet and warm, and exceedingly gentle, but it wasn't enough. I wanted more, and I didn't have much time to get it. I pressed into him, bringing my hands up to lock around his neck and bring his face closer to mine. We deepened the kiss, and his lips started to move against mine more feverishly. I held onto him tighter, dragging my fingers through his locks as he held me tighter.

I never wanted the kiss to end, I just wanted to stay like that, safe and secure in his arms, forever. It had to end though, and he dropped his arms from around me and leaned back, looking at me with much darker eyes.

"I'll see you tomorrow, try and stay safe." He whispered, brushing a kiss against my forehead. I nodded my head and watched him leave the room with a much lighter heart.