A/N: So…..not a big fan of Fred and Hermione stories? Oh well, they are a bit out of the ordinary. Maybe this chapter will convert some of you (and convince more ofyou to review). I wrote this chapter about a week ago, but thanks to all the site issues, I couldn't get it posted until now (and I'm in a totally different state/side of the country as when I wrote this).

Disclaimer: No. I'm not J.K. Rowling. Are you surprised?

"Hinkypunk snout." sighed Hermione exasperatedly.

The Fat Lady looked up momentarily at the disgruntled girl, before swinging upon on her squeaky hinges.

Hermione didn't know if she expected Fred to be in the Common Room or not. But it was probably for the best that he wasn't at the moment. Even the ghost of Sir Nicholas cast the young witch a frightened glance before promptly sweeping off through the walls and into the corridors.

"Are you okay Hermione?" asked Ron innocently. "You look ready to kill."

Harry and Ron were positioned near the roaring fireplace, currently involved in a game of Wizarding Chess. Normally a good game, but utterly pointless, seeing as no one could beat the red-headed wizard. Ginny was sitting in a lumpy arm chair, forehead furrowed in deep concentration, over what looked like her Ancient Runes notes. The picture opposite of the boys, whose course notes lay, sprawled around them. Harry's even sported a small ink stain.

"Whether I look it or not, only one person's getting killed tonight Ronald." Hermione replied coolly.

"Best to back off mate, she's using the first name's now." Cautioned Harry, looking up from the game he was presently losing.

Trying to ignore the shouts of pain coming from one of Ron's bishops smashing the last of Harry's pawns, Hermione responded.

"Ugh. It's neither of you." She glanced around the common room, as if to check for anyone who could be listening. Something that happened often when Harry was close by.

"It's that brother of yours Ron." She mused.

"Bill? Charlie? Percy?" Ginny drew out the last name in disgust while Ron grimaced. "Fred? George? If it's them, I can't say I'm surprised."

"Then I guess this isn't a shocker." Hermione laughed.

"Oh no." Ginny groaned. "What did they do this time? It must have been something in your classes….Did George charm your trig papers to read 'Vector is a virgin' again?"

"No, nothing like that. It was Fred, actually."

"Fred?" a bewildered Ginny asked. "How could he bother you? I thought you-"

Ginny stopped herself just in time.Being the only other person to know of Hermione's underlying affection for the mischievous redhead, she had been slowly learning to keep her mouth shut. If she everlet anything slip about the Gryffindor Princess's fondness for the Gryffindor prankster, she could kiss her confidante status goodbye.

"He passed me a note." Hermione said sharply, cutting Ginny off and giving her a warning look.

"Well that's a new one." Snorted Ron "But how'd it get you in trouble?"

"I don't know. Professor Vector's been on alert around everyone. It's those damn N.E.W.T.'s. I'm not even taking them this year, and I swear, another month studying them, and I'll get regular nightmares." Hermione sighed. "I'd rather she have taken house points."

"At least you have detention with Fred," pondered Harry "You won't have to worry about him slipping you a Ton Tongue Toffee transfigured to be a Chocolate Frog….Not that I would know from experience."

The group of four all laughed at that one. Hermione especially, with a sly grin as she exhaled noisily and plopped down into a seat, to wait for dinner and that night's detention. The-Boy-Who-Lived may haveknow everything about a certain prohecy, but he definetely didn't know anything about Hermione's part in many of that summer's pranks. Not that'd she'd helped the twinsfor any particular reason...of course not. Smilingshe told herself that maybe the detention wouldn't be as irritating as she'd originallythought.

Meanwhile, in the Gryffindor Boys Dormitories, Fred Weasley sat with his twin and their usual accomplice, Lee Jordan.

"Don't tell me you still like her man!" shouted Lee, throwing a grin towards Fred.

Fred buried his head in his hands, sighing dejectedly. Ever since Hermione had spent the majority of the summer with the Weasley's at Grimmauld Place, Fred had developed a small crush on her. He'd never been one to shout secrets from rooftops, so the only people that knew were George and Lee.

"I shouldn't! I want to. But she's Ron's best friend! He's practically been falling over himself for her for years, I'm not getting into a Percy-sized feud with him over this!" reacted Fred.

"If you like her, go for it. Our little brother's fancied her for years, and I'm sorry to say. But he's about lost his chance, and you only have so much time left to 'woo' her with your 'manly ways'." Smirked George, ducking before one of Fred's pillows hit him head-on.

"Which asks the question? Why are you going for a 5th year anyway?" questioned Lee curiously. "Not that she isn't pretty, mate. But honestly, isn't she a bit tight-laced for you?"

"Nah. You should have seen her over the summer; Harry was about as shocked as we were when she helped me slip him a Ton Tongue Toffee." Answered George.

"Whatever you say, but you never know what could happen tonight." Fred cut in, shaking his head. "That reminds me, we'd better go eat. You never know what I could need my strength for." He finished, walking out the door.

"He didn't even mean that last part suggestively." Said Lee, surprised.

"I always said he was the weird twin." Replied George as he ran to catch up with his brother.

A/N: Wow. Historical moment, mark this day. The first time I've gotten up a second chapter (not counting that Gilmore Girl's story I took down). This is definitely the key to bigger and better things……things that start with reviews...