Day One- Fights

The next day, Hermione sat in the great hall, quietly pretending to study a textbook while eating her lunch. When she was sure no one was looking, she flicked her wand in the direction of the Slytherin table, saying a spell under her breath.

A moment later, Harry and Ron appeared and sat across from her. As if noticing her inner smile, Harry asked, "Is something up?"

Hermione shook her head and smiled sweetly, saying, "No, nothing at all."

"Maybe Miss Granger here knows something we don't," a voice said from behind her.

Without even turning around, Hermione answered, "I'm sure I have no idea what you're talking about Fred."

"Now she doesn't even need to see us to know who is who. We've really got to figure out how she can do that," George said just as Fred replied, "Is that so?"

Just then there was a loud yell over at the Slytherin table, and all five turned to see the Slytherins attacking each other. Every student was attacking another, girls were piled on top of each other, pulling the others' hair or scratching their skin, while all the guys were either punching or kicking someone else. Hermione waited until she was sure that the teachers at the Head Table had seen enough of it before quietly muttering the counter spell. Instantly, everyone in the fight stopped mid-punch or mid-pull and looked around as if in a daze.

Professor McGonagall's voice rang out, "That's it. Now for breaking the rule against fighting, ten points away from Slytherin for each student and a detention for everyone involved, which appears to be everyone in the house."

All the students turned back to their tables, talking about what had just happened. Ron said, "That was bloody wicked."

Fred said, "Yeah, but I wonder what made them do it. Not even a Slytherin is stupid enough to attack another in front of a teacher," his tone slightly accusing.

Hermione just continued to stare at her book as if nothing had happened. Harry asked, "What are you suggesting? That me or Ron did it?"

George shook his head. "You or Ron? No, neither of you would know that particular spell; I don't even know what it was and I'm two years ahead of you. Actually, I think what my brother was trying to suggest was that maybe one of us isn't acting that surprised because they already knew it was going to happen. And maybe they knew it was going to happen because they were the one that planned it."

"You think it was Mione?" Ron asked as if it were the funniest thing in the world.

"I don't know, but we're going to find out. Turn around, George," Fred instructed. George did so, and Fred flicked his wand, causing Hermione to levitate, with his wand he turned her around and put her against George's back. Fred said, "You might want to grab onto George, or else I'll be forced to tell every teacher that it was you that caused the fight."

"Why can't I walk?"

"Now, where would the fun be in that?" George asked. "Hop on already, and don't worry, I've done this loads of times."

"You two could help me," she reminded her friends.

Ron nodded. "We know, but if there's one thing we know, don't try and stop Fred and George once they've got something up their sleeve."

Fred tapped his foot impatiently. "All right, now get on, we don't have all day. I'm sure you'll want to get to your classes."

Seeing no other choice, Hermione wrapped her arms around George's neck and her legs around his torso. Fred and George started towards the door, though they stopped and turned around when they heard Dumbledore ask, "Mr. Weasley, Mr. Weasley, where are you going with Miss Granger?" Now everyone was looking at the trio.

George was the first to answer, "It just so happens that Miss Hermione here forgot that we had a date, so as punishment, I was kidnapping her."

Hermione squeezed his stomach for telling the head master such a thing, she would have denied the claim had Fred not put a silencing charm on her.

George just commented, "She can't just get enough of me, sir."

Then Fred added, "Would you care to assist us, sir?"

Dumbledore laughed, "No, I'm afraid I'm much too old to assist with the kidnapping of a young girl. But please do me a favor and don't do anything I wouldn't do. It's known that Miss Granger can be quite deadly with that wand of hers."

Fred nodded, and began to dig around in Hermione's robes. A second later he pulled out her wand and put it in his own robes. To the headmaster he said, "Thanks for the reminder, sir."

Fred and George turned around again, walked out of the great hall, and into a secret passageway that they knew about. Once inside, Fred lit his wand and George put Hermione down. She opened her mouth to say something, only nothing came out, remembering the charm, Fred removed it and waited for an explosion.

Hermione didn't disappoint them. She said, "What do you think you were doing? Telling everyone that?"

"What do you mean, telling everyone? We were talking with Dumbledore," George replied.

"You know everyone was watching us. Now everyone is going to think that we're dating, and I'm going to have to deal with them. You're two of the biggest dolts I've ever met."

"No one is going to think that we're dating, Hermione."

"Really? I think you've already forgotten what you said. If I remember correctly, you said, and I quote, 'It just so happens that Miss Hermione here forgot that we had a date' also you said, 'She can't just get enough of me, sir'."

"Well, in my defense, you didn't have to get on my back or come with us," George stated.

"Didn't have to? Your brother was levitating me and threatening to tell on me, I didn't really have that much of a choice."

"So how did you do it?" Fred suddenly asked, turning the attention back on Hermione's prank.

"What makes you so sure it was me? After all, when in the world would I ever play a prank, especially when I'm in a room full of teachers?"

"We can always spot an amateur jokester," George said puffing out his chest as if he was some great hero. Hermione poked him in the chest, causing him to deflate a little. "First," he continued, "you didn't act surprised, which is something a beginner always messes up on, you have to act like everyone else, blend in that way you don't stand out so much."

"Maybe I wasn't surprised because I knew one day they were going to turn on one another anyway," she commented.

"Second, only someone who read a lot of spell books would know that spell."

"Or anyone with enough brains to go to the library."

"Third, the obvious choice of an enemy."

"Slytherin is everyone's enemy."

"And finally the fact that you came with us when Fred threatened to tell all the teachers that it was you."

"Maybe I just didn't want them thinking it was me."

"And there's also that obvious fact that it happened on the day right after I told you to have some fun."

"That's just a coincidence."

"Come on, Mione, we know it was you, just tell us how you did it. We aren't going to rat you out," Fred replied.

"Fine, I did it. I made the Slytherins attack one another, are you happy now?"

Both the boys' faces lit up like a little kid in Honeydukes. "So, how'd you do it?" Fred asked, pushing her on.

"Like I said before, a little research in the library."

"Yes, but what spell was it?" George questioned.

"If you'll give me my wand back, I'll show you it."

Fred instantly began searching around in his robes, looking for the wand. A moment later he pulled it out and handed it over, waiting eagerly for the spell. Hermione took the wand and turned on George. She flicked her wand as before and said, "Paranoium."

Fred looked to his brother for some change, but when nothing happened, he asked Hermione, "What's wrong? Why isn't he doing anything?"

"Wait for it Fred, it might take a minute or two."

"What spell is this anyway?" he asked. He had turned his attention back to Hermione and didn't seem to notice the way his twin was becoming very edgy.

"It's called Paranoium. It's a paranoia charm, it's supposed to make the people become very paranoid. First, it just seems as though they're being followed, as if everyone knows something that they don't. Finally, it just builds to a point to where they begin to strike out at anyone and anything."

As if on cue, George, lashed out and pinned his brother to the tunnel wall, George yelled, "Why were you following me? What do you want? Leave me alone."

"Okay, Mione, you can end it now. I've seen it," Fred said, his voice slightly fearful of what his twin might do.

Shaking her head, Hermione flicked her wand again and said, "Normulso."

Instantly, George dropped Fred and shook his head as if he had just woken from a bad dream. He looked and then asked, "So are you going to show us the spell or not?"

"You were just under the spell, George. You attacked me, your flesh and blood, and you don't even remember?" Fred replied.

Hermione answered for him. "That's the thing with the Paranoium charm, the person doesn't remember he said or did while under the spell."

"Bloody brilliant!" Fred yelled.

George rubbed his head and asked, "Where did you say you found this spell?"

"In the library. Now if you don't mind, I've shown you the spell and would like to leave."

The Weasleys looked at each other and nodded, Fred then opened the doorway and they walked out into the hallway. Hermione was just about to walk back to the great hall, when George grabbed her arm, grinned, and whispered, "I didn't know you cared enough to take my words to heart, Miss Hermione."

Hermione shook her head, pulled her arm out of his grasp, and just continued to great hall. Once she had sat back down, Ron asked, "What was that all about?"

"I was just having a nice little chat with your annoying brothers," she replied.

"Really? Are you talking about a specific one?" he interrogated.

Hermione looked at him for a moment. "What are you talking about?"

"Just tell me that truth, are you dating George?"

Hermione spit out the pumpkin juice she had just drunken, for they still had a good ten minutes before their next class. The result was that now Ron was covered in it. "What in the world would make you think that? Why would I ever go out with George? I might as well go out with a rock."

"Why did he say that you had forgotten a date with him then?"

"Because he was a jokester and he wanted to embarrass me, that's why. You should know that by now, after all, he is your older brother."

"Hermione's got a point there, Ron," Harry interjected.

Ron shot him a glare but said nothing else.

Later that day, Hermione was sitting in the common room when suddenly Parvati Patil ran up and asked her, "Is it true that you're going out with Fred Weasley?"

"Fred? No, I'm not going out with Fred, and besides that was George this afternoon that was speaking with Dumbledore," Hermione answered before turning back to her book.

"So, then you're going out with George?" she asked, her entire face lighting up with the prospect of this new piece of gossip.

Hermione shook her head as she studied one of the spells in her textbook. "No, I'm not dating any member of the Weasley family."

Parvati nodded even though it was obvious that she didn't believe her year mate. "If you say so Hermione, but I have to tell you, you're a horrible liar." With that, the girl was as gone as fast as she had come.

Hermione just stared at the place where the girl had stood, thinking, George Weasley you are going to get it now.