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STORYLINE: Fred and George are at it again. They've come up with the newest joke item to add to their collection. Only thing is that they need someone to test it for them. When it involves an overwork Hogwarts Professor and a Quidditch Star that every girl is swooning after, it gets a little more complicated than is has to be.

Ch. 1 Forgetful Professor, the Star and Twins

"Okay!…Let's see…Alice McKenzie…" Hermione read aloud to herself.

It's been almost 5 years since she graduated from Hogwarts and 5 years since the fall of Voldermont. Everyone was out in the world doing what they wanted and desired to do, everyone but her. She was nothing more then an overworked charms professor. And being overworked equals one cranky person.

"…in order for the levitation charm to work, one must…"Hermione was reading to herself when she found it almost impossible to keep her eyes open.

"Okay Hermione, gotta stay awake and finish this…" She looked over to the stack next to her. "…and that."

She sighed heavily and sat up straight before she started back up. " Wingardium Leviosa, also known as the…"

The next thing she knew, she had buried her face underneath her arms and fell into a deep sleep.

[[ Friday Morning ]]

"Pssst…Hermione…" A voice whispered.

"Not now mom…I'm trying to clean Ron's hair with toothpaste…" She murmured.

"Honestly Hermione…TOOTHPASATE ?!" The voice said loud enough to wake Hermione up and have her jump and fall out of her chair.

"Ow…my head…" She rubbed her head as she pulled herself up to look over her desk to get a view of the unwanted guest.

There was the red head, floating inside the fire place.

"Ron, it's seven in the morning…"

" Seven? Uh…no 'Mione, it's nine in the morning."

"NINE?! OH SHIT!" She began to shuffle through her papers.

"Oye! Did you forget to wind your watch again?"

"No, I just overslept…" She said not looking up from the roll of parchment that she was skimming over.

"A bit behind are we?"

"Just a bit!" she responded sarcastically.

"Oh, well then, I'll just wait…" He began to hum a song that sounded very familiar to YMCA.

She couldn't concentrate with the humming that evolved into an off-key singing. In he sweetest yet aggravated voice, she asked. "Is there something you need Ron?"

He sheepishly grinned. "Well now that you mentioned it…"

He paused for a second. "Well?!"

"Well, I was wondering what you got for Harry and Ginny?" It was more of a statement rather then a question.

Hermione froze on the spot. A second later, her hand went flying to her forehead

"CRAP!!"

"Don't tell me you forgot! Do you even remember the engagement party is tonight?"

His answer was Hermione's head slamming onto her desk.

"I take that as a no."

"Yes…and now, I've got a bloody headache." She said picking up her head and rubbing her temples.

"And a mighty fat bruise." He was laughing.

She turned to her vanity table and sure enough, a huge bump was growing on her forehead.

Still laughing his head off, Ron added. "Hey it even looks sort of like a frog."

"You not helping Ron." She scowled as she picked up her brush and chunked at the fire place, but he quickly moved to the side dodging it.

Trying to catch his breath, "Well, I best be off, Lavender is waiting for me."

"Yes, you best.."

Before Ron left he added. "You got a little something here." He said rubbing his own cheek. Hemione sent her hand to her own cheek.

"Just kidding." He started back up.

She rolled her eyes and dropped her hand. "Why am I even friends with you?"

"Because you love me."

"Unfortunately."

He frowned before disappearing from view.

It was almost ten and she had exactly two hours to get all the essays graded and make herself presentable for her first class.

[[ Lunch ]]

"I swear Peeves! One day I will hex you so bad, you'll never forget it!" Hermione shouted just before she entered the great hall and took her seat at the head table.

"Good afternoon Prof. Granger."

Her spine curled at the sound of his voice. "Good afternoon to you to Prof. Snape."

"Might I ask you to keep your Gryffindors in line as they seem to be thinking the can pull pranks in my class." He said referring to the fairy wings growing on his back.

She rolled her eyes but was secretly laughing histerically inside, for it was her who taught a few students how to do that. "Only if you remind your Slytherins to stop dropping dungbombs in front of my classroom door." Then she murmured to herself. "Especially if it smells like you."

He sneered at her before returning to his meal.

"Just great, tonight is Harry and Ginny's engagement party and I haven't even got them anything yet." She thought to herself. She sat there with her head propped up in one arm and the other was playing with her food when she also realize she had the night shift.

"Just great…"

"Did you say something Granger?"

"Huh? No, I didn't say anything at all." She wasn't about to tell Snape of all people. Up to today, he loved to give her a hard time.

"What am I going to do?! Okay, let's think, you have one more class, which gives you about three hours to look for a gift, okay…good…good…Now what about the night shift." A couple minutes later her eyes widen. "You git! The head boy and girl! They can handle it! Man you really need a break."

"Well that settles it…" Hermione said getting up from her seat.

Prof. Snape eyed her like she was a complete maniac. "Are you feeling okay Granger? It seems as if you sniffed one to many dung bombs."

"Oh hush and eat you bread." She responded by grabbing a loaf of break and stuffing it into his mouth.

[[ Diagon Ally ]]

"Okay what to get them…ooh…lookie…a bookstore" She stared to walk towards the store. "WAIT! You're here to get Harry and Ginny an engagement gift!"

She stepped away from the bookstore and began window shopping. While she was looking at some plants she heard someone yell her name.

"OYE! HERMIONE! OVER HERE!"

"FRED?!"

"No, it's George!"

He walked over to the Weasley Wheezes Joke Shop. "Oh, sorry, I though you were Fred."

He started to laugh. "Only kidding, I am Fred." (A/N: I know, I know…)She rolled her eyes at him.

"C'mon inside, haven't seen you in a long time 'Mione."

"Well you when you're a professor at Hogwarts, you never have time to do anything."

They walked into the store to see George behind the counter talking to someone, whom Hermione couldn't tell who it was, but seemed vaguely familiar.

"And so she says, the broom ate it!" George delivered the pun and the two busted out laughing.

"That was a good one mate." The stranger said wiping a tear from his eye.

"Telling my joke again George?" Fred asked walking towards the two.

"Hello Fred!" The stranger said in a very thick Scottish accent.

"Oliver? Oliver Wood? How are yah?"

"Oliver Wood…hm…still looks pretty good after all these years, wonder if he's still cocky." She thought to herself as she observed him.

He was probably about 6'1 now. His chestnut hair grew out a little past the edge of his face. Straight on top and a bit wavy at the ended which perfectly accented his facial features. He was very well built, after all he was playing keeper for Puddlemere United according to her students.

"Well…it feels like a reunion." Fred said as he turned nodding towards Hermione.

Neither George or Oliver saw her until Fred pointed her out.

"Well, who's this extremely lovely lady?" Oliver asked in his most charming voice ever.

"Yup, still cocky as ever."

"You telling me you don't recognize her Oliver?" Fred asked.

"I don't believe I've ever met anyone more beautiful in my life." Hermione rolled her eyes.

"You honestly don't know who this is?" George added.

"I think I would remember someone as gorgeous as her…"

"This Oliver, is our one and only little bookworm Hermione." George announced.

"H-Hermione Granger?!"

"That's my name and don't wear it out."

"You…you…eh…."He rubbed the back of his head trying to figure out the words to say. "You…you look … different."

She raised an eyebrow and responded . " Don't we all."

She, however, grew in all the right place a year after she graduated from Hogwarts. Her hair was no longer a bundle of mess. She had gotten is straighten with long bangs swept to the side. Her hair came down to somewhere in the middle of her back. But no one ever noticed because one, she always had in a tight, low bun and two, she was very humble when it came to her looks.

Oliver stood there in awe and mouth slight open. Hermione giggled a little before reaching to close his mouth for him. As Fred and George began to laugh uncontrollably.

"So… Oliver… What brings…you…to…this…side….of…town…?" Fred asked in between his laughs.

Oliver faced him but kept and eye on Hermione. "Well, the engagement party of course."

"Oh shoot!" All eyes were now on Hermione. "Well I best be off, heh, you know…time flies when you're…"

"A professor at Hogwarts." Both Fred and George said in unison.

"Yeah, well…um…see you all tonight." She said and left.

Oliver's eyes followed Hermione to the door and the twins chuckled amongst themselves.

"So…Oliver, how's life?" Fred asked.

"Huh? Yeah…good, good…" He replied still not paying attention.

"Hm…Tell me Oliver…Do you like to wear pink fluffy under pants and dance around singing Dancing Queen ?"

"Uh…yeah…yeah…"

The twins were now on the floor clutching to their stomach and laughing their heads off. Oliver finally turned his attention to them when he realized what he said yes to.

"Crazy gits…"

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