A/N: This is a short chapter, feel like you should be warned. SORRY! Love- Bookworm

It was so crowded. Hermione wasn't sure what she had been expecting, but it certainly wasn't the large crowd of wizards milling around. They had obviously come from all around the globe, and Hermione was fascinated. She had stopped, to speak to a young with from America, she had wanted to ask about Ilvermorny, but Fred and George and pulled her along.

"Why did you do that?" She hissed as they walked, and George laughed.

"Hermione, you would never be able to find the tent if we just left you there." He said, and after a moment of thought, she let out a resigned sigh.

"Oh don't worry Hermione, I'm sure you'll get plenty of other chances to study everyone later." Fred joked, making her blush.

"Here we are! Home sweet home." Mr. Weasley said a short while longer as they reached a small tent staked into the ground. Hermione stared at it, the boys had already gone inside, and she walked inside next to Ginny. She was amazed when they stepped inside, it was like a small house instead of a tent.

"Wow." She sighed, she gazed around, the tent had multiple rooms, a kitchen, even a small toilet.

"I love magic." She heard behind her, she turned and grinned at Harry, who seemed to be having the same reaction as her. She went over to the twins, who were sitting at the long table with their feet up.

"This is amazing." She said wistfully, and the twins grinned.

"So, you excited for the match?" Fred asked, patting the bench next to him. She took a seat and smiled.

"I am quite looking forward to it." She said, and the twins feigned shock.

"Oh my goodness, Hermione Granger excited about a Quidditch match. Never thought I would live to see the day." George said, holding a hand over his heart and taking deep breaths. Fred grinned at Hermione, who winked at him.

"You know," She said matter-of-factly. "I've been thinking of going out for the team this year. Maybe even go on to play professionally." She said to George with a straight face. This time, he really was shocked.

"What?" He said, looking back and forth between her and Fred, who had the brains to look surprised as well. "After what happened this summer?" He asked, and she shrugged.

"I mean, the worst has happened, right? Why not?" She asked, and George shook his head.

"You really are brilliant." He said, and Hermione smiled.

They were finally heading to the match, and Hermione was right next to Fred, she was almost jumping with excitement. She had gotten a green and grey scarf, in support of Ireland, and had even let Fred paint a clover on her cheek.

"Did you mean what you said earlier?" He asked, leaning down slightly so she could hear him over the crowd. She shrugged.

"I want to try again." She said, determined. Something about falling off of the broom last time had extinguished her fear.

"Even after last time you flew?" He asked, and she nodded. "Well… when we get back to school." He said, and she smiled.

"Thank you." She said to him, and he nodded happily.

The match was sure to go down in history, with Bulgaria losing even though they caught the snitch. Everyone was ecstatic with both teams, and they were celebrating in the tent when disaster struck. They had been separated. Fred had been holding her hand to make sure they hadn't been, but someone had pushed them apart and Hermione got lost. It felt like a long time later when she found Ron wandering around, looking for Harry. She joined him, not wanting to be alone. They found him just before the ministry officials arrived, and after making sure none of them had cast the dark mark that was looming over them, they were allowed to join the other Weasleys. She immediately went to Fred, who wrapped her into a hug.

"Are you okay?" He asked her, and she nodded. "I'm so sorry, one minute you were there, the next you were just gone."

"It's alright, lets just get back home." She said, and everyone agreed with her. They took the portkey back, she didn't like this means of travel at all, she thought as she stood up and brushed herself off.

"You alright?" George asked her, and she nodded.

"What about you? Are you both okay?" She asked the twins who stood in front of her, and they both nodded.

A week later, they went to Diagon Alley to get their supplies for the year, and once again Hermione fell in with the twins. They also met up with Lee, which they had arranged a couple days earlier.

She and Lee and a discussion through letters before the cup, she had told him that she had overheard the argument between him and Fred. He had apologized for what had happened, and made sure to make it clear that he thought of her as a friend, and nothing else. She was pleased that they could all go back to being friends so easily after the last year, and that things were back to normal with them.

They had a good time getting all their school things, they joked and talked about what classes they were taking, and she told them about wanting to fly again. Lee and her got everyone ice cream and they sat and ate them until it was time to meet up with the other Weasleys. They said goodbye to Lee, and soon they were back at The Burrow.

"Everyone have their things? Hermione, Harry you have everything?" Molly was asking as they all got ready to go back to Hogwarts.

"Yes, I have everything." She said, taking a bite of some toast while everyone else was bustling about grabbing last minute things. She picked up the Daily Prophet that was sitting on the table and began to read it, until Fred sat next to her.

"We're leaving in five minutes." He said, and she nodded. "Are you excited?" He asked, and she grinned. It was now something of an inside joke to ask that about everything. She looked at him and saw that he was grinning as well.

"Oh I don't know." She said, letting out a sigh, and making Fred laugh.

"Oh no, we have been a bad influence on you. You don't know if you are excited to go back to school and begin grueling over books!" Fred exclaimed. They continued on like this for a bit until they were interrupted by George.

"Oi, lovebirds. We're off. Unless you two would rather stay here all year." George said, and both of them jumped up from the table and grabbed their trunks.

They were going back to Hogwarts.