This is just the first chapter, and yes, Hermoine is acting oddly, but don't worry! It all makes sense in the end!!!!!!!!!!!! Enjoy! And if u do read this, please please please give a review!!!!!!!!!!





Hermoine led Fred and George to the secret hole in the wall. "Do you two know about this one yet?" she asked, a grin slowly creeping along her face. Fred stared at her in amazement, and George gave her a dumb, gaping look. Scratching his head, he tried to explain himself.

"I was sure we'd found every secret path in the school…"

"There's never been a path here before…"

"Do ya think the school is making new secret passages itself?"

"It's not possible!"

Hermoine grinned. "Guys, do you want to check it out or what? C'mon, I'll show you." Hermoine led the way into the abandoned hole. The boys looked at each other, and then followed her in. The hole didn't stretch very far. In fact, after and 10 steps they ran into a wall!

"I knew she couldn't have found a REAL secret room," Ron whispered to George.

"I heard that," Hermoine said. "Don't you guys have ANY faith?" Hermoine reached up to the wall and traced a design on it, the shape of a keyhole. Immediately the wall started to jiggle and shake, until finally it disappeared with a POP! Looking sheepish, the twins followed her until they came to a door.

"What's this?" asked George. "Another way to get into Hogsmeade?"

"Nope." Hermoine responded with a grin. "It's a way to get to the Slytherin dorm. It takes you right into the boy's dorm. I can't go that often because, well, it causes quite a stir, but I've checked it out once or twice. You might want to visit it. I enjoyed it!"

Laughing, Hermoine ran out the hole, leaving the boys staring speechlessly at each other. Their dream had been handed right to them! They could do whatever they wanted to the Slytherin's, and the Slytherins had no control! They were giddy with anticipation. Nodding to George, Fred reached for the door handle. It exploded in a red burst of light, and Fred snatched his hand back. It was slowly turning a nasty shade of blue.

Fred grimaced, then turned and looked behind them. Hermoine was standing there, her hands on her hips.

"Might want to know how to open the door?" she asked, her face crinkled into a smug grin.

"Yeah, that might help," responded George, restoring Fred's hand back to normal with a quick spell.

Hermoine, always the one to take charge and BE in charge, pushed the twins out of the way and walked up to the door. Pulling out her wand, she made a graceful arc in front of her and muttered a few words under her breath. The door slowly slid up into the wall, and the threesome found themselves looking in on the sleeping four-year Slytherins.