Disclaimer: Refer to prologue and chapters 1-4. Thank you.

A/N: I am so, so, SO sorry that I haven't updated in like, what, four or five days? Writers block. I need to be sure I coordinate everything right so that the relationship between Hermione and Fred isn't rushed. They will NOT be together by the end of the summer. So, yeah. Anyway, thank you to all my wonderful reviewers. You all put a big smile on my face. And usually made me laugh too...I get some weird and funny reviews. Here's Chapter Five!

Chapter Five

Hermione was woken up the next morning by Harry and Ron shaking her. "Come on Mione, wake up woman!" Ron was saying.

Hermione moaned and squinted up at the two. "What do you want?" She whined sleepily.

"Come on down to breakfast. Mrs. Weasley told us to come get you. She says you don't need to get any skinnier than you already are." Harry explained. Hermione grimaced.

"Skinny. Ha. Yeah right." Ron and Harry exchanged looks of doubt. "Okay, well, go away so I can get dressed!" The boys nodded and fled from the room. Hermione dragged herself out of bed and to her closet, pulling out a baby blue, silky, and clingy shirt. After donning that and a pair of jeans, she ran her brush through her hair and hopped downstairs.

"Good morning!" She greeted the household, most of whom were done and chatting together.

"Morning Hermione." The Weasley's and Harry chorused. That's when she noticed him.

He was sitting at the far end of the table, away from where she was about to sit, and his eyes were focused on her in an enthralling gaze. He hadn't said a word of greeting to her with his family, but Hermione felt the words through his eyes.

She looked away and sat down, angry at herself for being so easily thrown off. She was already confused. It wasn't that she hadn't liked the kiss, of course not...It was that she should not have liked it. And she had. She truly, deeply had.

After breakfast Hermione followed Harry and Ron to Harry's room and they lolled about, talking and laughing, Hermione assisting the boys with their homework.

"You really need to stop neglecting this until the end of summer. It is very important that you finish it, and once you are done, you don't have to worry about it anymore."

"Well, I can't exactly finish it at the Dursley's." Harry drawled with a "duh" look on his face. Hermione rolled her eyes and sighed.

"But Ron here..." She glared in the redhead's direction. "Can do his work."

"What?" Ron asked innocently. "I...didn't...understand it."

"I wonder why?" Hermione pondered sarcastically. "Come on, let's get this done."

The three went about like this until called down for lunch. Hermione took great care to sit away from Fred, but it wasn't hard cause he didn't exactly try to be near her. After lunch, she went to her room with Ginny and spent the rest of the day with her. They painted eachother's nails and talked about Ginny's latest romantic escapades and did all the things that girls love to do. (So cliche, I know) Then there was dinner. Much the same setting as lunch. Like the night before, everyone went to gather in the living room, but Hermione excused herself.

She didn't really bother closing her door. Everyone was downstairs...or so she thought. Hermione laid down in her navy blue tank top and black pajama bottoms, reading a muggle book, oblivious to the world.

There was a soft tap on her door, but she didn't notice it. She didn't realize anyone was there until her name was said, in a low, husky voice.

"Hermione." She sat up and and looked into the eyes of Fred, who was making his way towards her bed slowly.

"Wh...Why aren't you downstairs?" She choked out in surprise. Fred shrugged.

"Hermione, I need to talk to you."

"About what?" She asked, trying to seem nonchalant.

"About that kiss." Hermione nearly jumped.

"Uh..."

"I'm sorry." Fred explained. "Really. I don't want you to feel so uncomfortable around me. I mean, we're friends."

Hermione nodded. "Yeah...Yeah..."

"So...Goodnight." Fred leaned down and placed a swift kiss on her forehead, making her eyes droop and her heart speed. He then left the room and shut the door, leaving Hermione to fall back in to her bed, the book she had been reading on the floor and long forgotten.

"What am I thinking?" She whispered to herself.

The next morning she woke up early and sprinted down to the kitchen. Like the other morning, it was just her, Ginny, and Mrs. Weasley. She sat and ate with Ginny as one by one the male folk wandered down. When Fred came, he smiled at her and she managed to smile back, not noticing the way Ginny looked suspiciously between the two.

After breakfast, Ginny, Hermione, Harry and Ron went outside and ran around, almost like a bunch of eight-year-olds, playing a muggle game of tag. But Fred, Bill and Mr. Weasley came out and suggested a game of Quidditch.

Hermione sat on the grass and watched Ginny and the men charm an old ball about the size of a Quaffle and divide themselves into teams. Mr. Weasley placed himself in front of the hoop tied to a tree at one end, and Ron placed himself at the other end. Then the game began.

Hermione ended up falling asleep on the ground. She was never particularly interested in the game, only at House competitions.

Fred unmounted his broom, looking to follow everyone else into the house for the early dinner, (they skipped lunch) when he noticed none other than Hermione, asleep on the grass. He smiled to himself and walked over to her.

She looked absolutely adorable, her hair framing her face, her lips pouting. It was all Fred could do to not lean down and kiss her again. He gently placed a hand on her shoulder and shook her. She let out a slight moan and Fred chuckled. "Hermione, wake up!"

Was that his voice? And his touch...she felt her shoulder burning, but not a painful burn...something pleasant, something she liked. He was laughing...such a nice laugh.

"Hermione!"

Her eyes shot open and she was looking at Fred. She jumped up from the ground and stared down at him. He slowly rised, grinning at her.

"Try not to fall asleep next time, or else I might forget to wake you up!" Fred chuckled again and turned to go inside.

'He is so infuriating!'

A/N: Yes, that is it for this chapter. No fluffyness...Well, not really. Sorry. I can't have something romantic happen every chapter! Okay, so, review, I will have the next one up soon, and it should have more action. After a chapter or two, she'll be back at Hogwarts! So, okay. Soon, you will have what you want. Now, you really must review...I mean, you do want the next chapter, don't you? Come on...