Disclaimer: Sorry, forgot about it in the first two chapters, but I don't own anything except the plot, everything else is J.K. Rowling's. (Wouldn't mind having one of the twins though. What? They're funny and cute.)

Author's Note: The chapters are no longer in chapters but days. Sorry, but I just think this makes it less confusing.

Day Two- A Change of Clothing

The next morning, Fred and George yelled, "Hermione Jane Granger!" as they processed to stomp into the hall for breakfast.

"I think they've found your little surprise, Mione," Harry stated as he continued to eat his eggs.

"What little surprise?" Ron asked suspiciously.

Hermione didn't have to answer, he saw for himself when the great doors flew open and there stood Frederick and George Weasley, both dressed in short skirts and tank tops. Everyone laughed as they marched up to the Gryffindor table and the trio.

George was the first to ask, "Why in the world did you charm all of our clothing?"

"First of all, I wasn't the one to actually do it, I just told him the spell. Second, I did it because everyone thinks that I'm dating one of the Weasley boys and everyone is asking about it. It's getting tiring."

"So you decided to charm all of our clothing into girls'?"

"Payback is a bitch, or in this case a witch, George."

"How did you do it anyway? You would have had to get into the boys' dormitory," Fred said, changing the subject for a moment.

"If you had been listening before, I told you. I said that I told one of my friends the spell and then he did it."

The twins turned on their brother, shouting, "Ron!"

"What? It wasn't me."

Harry interrupted, "Actually, it was me."

Fred narrowed his eyes and asked, "You, Harry?"

At the same time, George stated, "It's always the quiet one."

Luckily they didn't have a chance to turn on him for Dumbledore intervened. He asked, "Mr. Weasley, Mr. Weasley, what are you doing this fine morning?"

The two spun around to face the headmaster, causing their skirts to fly up a bit and for some students, both girls and boys, to let out whistles. The two pulled at the hems of the skirts, desperately trying to make them longer. Fred was the first to answer the question. "Well, you see, sir, one of our friends thought it might be funny to charm all of our clothing into girls'. And we can't take the clothes off, they've adhered to our bodies somehow."

Dumbledore chuckled and questioned, "Who was it that did this to you boys?"

Both George and Fred looked at their feet. George stated, "We'd rather not say, sir. It's a bit embarrassing."

"Well, whoever did it, I congratulate them. It's about time someone pranked the prankster kings," he said, and it was obvious that he was trying to hold back another laugh. "But for the time being, why don't you simply but on some robes to cover it and wait for the charm to end?"

It took all her will power to stop Hermione from jumping up and telling the rest of her plan to Dumbledore, but instead, George did it for her. "Actually, sir, all of our clothes are like this. We haven't got any robes."

Dumbledore smiled. "Then I guess you'll just have to go through the rest of the day like that." Turning to the rest of the teachers at the head table, he said, "No one will take points from Gryffindor for the appearance of the Weasley boys. This, after all, is a day that shall go down in history."

Every teacher nodded, and the twins sat down at the table next to Hermione. In her ear, George whispered, "This means war, Mione. No one fools the Weasley twins, especially little miss bookworm, Hermione Granger."

Hermione just smiled sweetly and said, "If you want a war, George, there'll be a war. Just remember, all's fair in love and war."

For some reason, something new pulled at George's heart; it was gone though, when George whispered a spell over Hermione's textbooks.

It wasn't until her first class, Transfiguration, that Hermione noticed George's handiwork. Professor McGonagall had asked the students to turn to page one hundred-sixty, but when Hermione flipped through the book, she realized she couldn't read a single word of it. The entire text was in Greek.

Out of the corner of her mouth, she said, "Harry, let me see your book."

Curious, Harry asked, "Why? What's wrong with your book?"

"I can't read it," Hermione replied shortly.

Unfortunately, McGonagall had still heard the exchange. She walked over to stand in front of the pair. To Hermione she asked, "Is it such a difficult thing, turning to page one-sixty, Miss Granger? And where is your book?"

Blushing fiercely, Hermione pulled out her own book and opened it to show the professor. "Why is your book in Greek, Miss Granger?"

Hermione shrugged, trying to appear innocent as she replied, "I don't know, Professor McGonagall. I suppose Fred and George were still angry about this morning and decided to get someone, and I was the closest person."

McGonagall nodded, seeming to accept the answer. Knowing the twins, they would do such a thing. "All right, Miss Granger, look on with Mr. Potter. Do fix your books as soon as possible though, and please tell those two to learn to vent their frustration another way." With that she turned back to the class and continued with the lesson.

At dinner, Hermione was still angry about her books. And that's why, when she saw Fred and George Weasley walking through the doors and down the row for the Gryffindor table, she cast a spell at their feet, causing both of them to immediately begin slipping and sliding.

Everyone at the surrounding table went into fits of laughing, to see the two Weasley twins slipping as though on ice, in short skirts. Fred began to fall down and grabbed out for the nearest thing, which happened to be his younger brother, Ron. Caught off guard, Ron wasn't able to gain any footing and fell on top of his brother, and losing both of his support beams, George was quick to follow.

After taking a moment to regain himself, much to Ron's displeasure, who didn't like being the fillings in a sandwich, George tried to stand up again, latching on to a nearby bench. From there, he simply flipped his rear around to sit down, Ron was the next, and he got up just fine on his own, not having angered his friend. But after him was Fred and he was the hardest, for all he had was the ground and had no one to push against to give him the height advantage. George quickly pulled down the hem of his skirt before grabbing the edge of table and reaching out for Fred. Fred took his offered hand and began to gradually pull himself up, but once he got upright again, his feet flew out from underneath, causing to him to fall backwards, pulling George with him. Everyone let out a laugh again, obviously taking pleasure in the twins' involuntary antics.

Hermione watched them struggle for a couple more minutes, they kept on trying to stand up and they kept on falling down, but around the sixth time, she finally stood up and walked over to them. Offering them her hand. Neither of them took it and instead stared at her. George was the first to break the silence. He stated, "You're a spiteful little witch."

"I don't know who you're calling little. I'm the one towering over you."

"That's only because you charmed our shoes so that we can't stand up for more than five seconds."

"Exactly," she said. Then she added, "Now, do you want my help or not?"

"What we'd actually appreciate would be if you would please return our shoes to normal so that we can stand up for ourselves. We aren't a year anymore, we shouldn't need a watcher to help us."

Hermione seemed to think about it for a minute before saying, "Well, I guess everyone has had enough fun for the moment." She quickly muttered the counter spell, hoping no teacher would notice.

Neither Fred nor George did anything for a moment, thinking that maybe they were still under the spell, finally, George put one hand on his knee and hoisted himself up. He slowly wiped his feet back and forth on the floor, trying to make sure that he wasn't going to fall again.

Hermione just waited patiently as he did so, quietly thinking, Even in a skirt George looks cute. Wait a minute; did I just say that George Weasley was cute? Something must be wrong with me. ­

She was broken out of her reverie by George saying, "Come on, Fred. Everything seems to be fine."

Hermione shook her head and sat back down at the table, where Ron and Harry were whispering about what had just happened. Harry asked, "Mione, why is it that you and the twins are torturing each other?"

Hermione didn't have to answer the question though, because once again Dumbledore was curious about the twins. He stood and asked them, "Mr. Weasley, Mr. Weasley, tell me, what have you done to this friend of yours to deserve such humiliation?"

Fred and George looked at their feet, though Fred was the first to answer. "Well, we sort of messed with one of her favorite things."

He chuckled. "I don't know if you noticed, Mr. Weasley, but you just admitted that you were fooled by a girl. I had thought that every girl drooled at your feet."

At this comment many of the girls in the hall scoffed, though Hermione did noticed that some sighed as if it was their greatest dream to simply have one of the twins play a prank on them. George simply stated, "You know what they say about payback, sir."

"Indeed. Well, I wish the young miss the best of luck, after all, every star has to fall at some point."

The tips of the twins' ears turned red and they quickly sat down. George, who was on Hermione's left, whispered, "This isn't over yet, Mione."