A/N Please read and review. I'm still new to this and need all the help I can get. Even constructive criticism. In return I will try and speed up the plot so that you won't have as much to read.

Disclaimer: As much as I wish I did, I don't own Harry Potter and I never will.

Chapter 3 The rest of Hermiones week went very fast. All the usual beginning of term stuff, announcements, clubs restarting, people rejoining etc and of course there first class with the Weasley twins running it.

Hermione looked around and was amazed to see how many people had turned out for the class. Of course the Weasley twins had been legends in their days at school and since it had only been 2 years ago that they had left, they still remained major celebrities and not just memories. Of course the twins were famous for being trouble makers, for being better at eluding Filch then anyone else and also for being the people who had supplied Harry Potter with the map that not only helped him escape Voldermort last year but that helped him sneak out of school constantly.

Still it was amazing to see all of the people there. She felt a great sense of pride, having helped the twins discover a few cures for some of their tricks and for helping them out of a spot or two on numerous occasions.

The doors finally opened and everyone marched in. At the front of the room stood Fred and George.

"Hello everyone, lets get started."

With a wave of there wands all of the tables flew to the sides of the room.

"Today we will mostly be getting to know each other and also finding out how much you already know. What we want everyone to do is come out the front one at a time and show the class the one spell that you have found the most useful in everyday life."

Hermione was stumped. How could she choose just one. There were too many and all of them were useful. The spell to fold her clothes neatly, the spell to dust her room, the spell to make her momentarily deaf, the spell to-.

Hermiones thoughts were interrupted when she realised that others were already starting to show their spells. It didn't worry her too much they were mostly spells she had learnt in her first 2 or 3 years at Hogwarts.

She started to panic. What if she couldn't pick one and she ended up being asked to leave because of it.

At the front of the room George looked up and saw Hermione looking distressed. He had a feeling this would happen. He tapped Fred to let him now that he would be back. As he walked towards her, he became dimly aware that Hermione was actually quite pretty. She had smooth skin, silky hair, and a pretty smile. He had never really noticed that before.

He tapped her gently on the shoulder.

"Don't worry about it Hermione." She looked up startled. "You don't have to worry about doing anything. We already know that you know more then us. Besides it might make other students feel inadequate." Her gave her a little grin as he walked away.

She gave him a half smile as he turned towards the front off the room. Wow George had beautiful eyes. And that grin was really cute. Wait a minute this was George. What was she thinking? Since when did she like George? With a shake of her head she returned her attention to the front of the room. 'I don't have to go up the front' she thought. 'How sweet'.

As she started to get ready to leave she looked around the room and realised that Harry and Ron had taken of and left her to clean up their mess as well.

"Want a hand." Hermione turned around and found herself looking straight into George's eyes. She smiled and nodded.

" I'm used to cleaning up Ron's messes. I'm sure you're more used to it then me."

"Yeah well he gives me plenty of practice." She finished clearing everything and went to leave. "Thanks George."

"Hey Hermione," She turned around. "You going to Hogsmead?"

"Yeah, see you there?"

"Ok. See you then."

Hermione had never really looked at anyone besides Harry or Ron or Victor before because as much as she hated to admit it she didn't think they were looking at her. Maybe she had been wrong. Or maybe she was just imagining things. Yeah that was more likely. George wasn't looking at her like that. She was just imagining it. In any case she had already decided to completely block out everything to do with anything but schoolwork. She wasn't letting anything distract her. Then she remembered that something already had distracted her. That dream she couldn't really remember had distracted her and made her fail that test Professor McGonagall had set. The thought depressed Hermione greatly and as she walked into the common room she thought about all the ways that it could affect her later on in life. Not really in the mood for talking she said good night to Ron and Harry and went upstairs to bed.

Hermione walked down a long corridor at all of the baby pictures. Why was she here again and why was that baby still crying. She saw Fred walk up to her But couldn't figure out what her was talking about.

" Just try it Hermione, it won't hurt you, I promise." She walked past him confused and dazed. She saw Ron walking straight past her looking really angry and just heard him mutter "Traitor" Before he disappeared.

Hermione felt something heavy drop into her arms and just as she looked down to see what it was it disappeared. So did the hallway and she could no longer hear the baby crying.

What she could see was her comfortable bed and her cosy room and three other girls in their beds. It had all been a dream the same one she was sure she had had before. As Hermione drifted of into sleep she remembered looking down into her arms and seeing a soft smooth face slowly vanishing before her eyes. Or were they her eyes?

As Hermione woke up she realised it was Hogsmead day. Finally a chance to escape the horrible reality that she was never again going to be able to look into a future with unlimited possibilities. Instead she would probably end up a witchcraft washout that works in the muggle world as nothing more then a check out chick for the local grocery store.

She still hadn't been able to stop thinking about the test and how she had surely failed it although they hadn't been given back any results yet.

Then there was that silly dream she couldn't really remember except that it was important and involved something big for her.

She looked in the mirror as she brushed her hair. She new that Harry and Ron would already be waiting for her downstairs. Well that was just too bad. It was amazing to Hermione that they always had trouble getting out of bed for school yet they couldn't stay in bed on a Hogsmead day.

"About time Hermione. We were starting to think you'd forgotten to wake up this morning." Ron stated impatiently.

Hermione gave him an evil little grin "Welcome to my world. I think that almost every morning."

As the three of them set of through the school gates someone yelling behind them made them stop and turn. It was Ron's brothers.

"You didn't think you could leave without us did you little bro?"

"Yeah, how would you spend any money when we are the ones who have yours."

Ron was looking at them as if they were crazy.

"What are you talking about? Mom would have sent any money straight to me."

"Yes she would. But this money isn't from her. Its from an anonymous donator and before you ask no it isn't us."

"Well who is it then. "

" Afraid we can't be saying little bro, here, go and spend till you little heart is content." George handed Ron a little bag. It was heavy.

A/N Afraid I have no more time to write more here. And there was going to be so much in this chapter. Well now I'm afraid it will have to wait. Sorry bout that.