A/N: I know it's been a while, And I know that this is a huge disappointment. But this needed to happen, so I can skip to seventh year! I really am going to skip pretty much all of sixth year, maybe I'll do the battle, maybe 2 more for sixth year, but other than that... Anyway, please Review! Much love- Bookworm

She hadn't lied to her parents the day before, they really were going to the twin's shop. At the moment she was standing in front of the mirror in the bathroom, wondering if she really did want to see her boyfriend.

"Hermione? Are you ready?" Ginny asked, standing in the doorway. Hermione sighed and ran her hand through her hair.

"As ready as I'm going to be." She muttered, and Ginny raised an eyebrow at her.

"Are you alright 'Mione?" The younger girl asked, and Hermione leaned her back against the vanity.

"George came to mine for dinner last night. Fred was pissed and passed out in their flat. He was supposed to come for dinner and officially meet my parents." She said, crossing her arms and frowning.

"Are you joking? Fred…" Ginny trailed off.

"Fred has been distant ever since what happened at the Ministry." Hermione said, and Ginny bit her lip.

"I'm sorry Hermione." She said, Hermione nodded and pushed off from the vanity.

"We should go, otherwise they'll ask questions." Hermione said as she walked out of the bathroom.

Hermione, Harry and the Weasleys all flooed to Diagon Alley one after the other, and walked in a tight group to the brightly colored shop on the corner of two streets. It was the only shop that looked as though it was getting any business, people were walking in and out, and when the large group walked in, they found it was impossible to stay as a group. Hermione and Ginny stayed on the outskirts of the crowded shop, and they soon found themselves in front of a cage of small, colorful creatures. They were admiring them when a throat cleared behind them. Hermione turned and found herself face to face with her boyfriend. Her smile fell from her face and his faltered as he looked at her.

"Hello little sister." He said, giving Ginny a hug. "Hello love." He said, giving her a light kiss on the cheek.

"Ginny, I'm sorry, but do you mind if I leave you for just a minute?" Hermione asked, smiling at Ginny, who nodded.

"Of course." Ginny said, turning and sticking her finger in the cage.

"If mum says so, you can have one for free." Fred muttered, giving her a wink. She grinned and immediately turned to look for her mother. Hermione gave him a meaningful look, and he sighed before gesturing for her to follow him. She made her way through the crowded shop, following closely behind him. In only a moment, she was being led out of the crowd and through a door, into what seemed to be a stockroom of sorts.

"Fred." She said simply when he stopped walking and turned to her.

"Hermione." He sighed, rubbing his neck with one hand. "I-"

"What is going on with you?" She asked, and he avoided her gaze. "Fred… are you still mad at me?" She asked, and he finally met her gaze.

"It's always them Hermione. It's always them over me." He said, and she shook her head.

"No it's not Fred. Just because I didn't run away from Hogwarts with you?" She asked.

"Do we have to do this right now?" He asked, looking extremely uncomfortable.

"Yes Fredrick. You didn't show last night. You were supposed to meet my parents, and instead George was there." She said angrily.

"Look, I'm sorry. I was nervous." He said, indeed looking apologetic.

"Fred, I don't want a sorry. I wanted you to write me, I wanted you to be there for me." She said, walking close to him and looking up at his face. "Are we…?" She left the question hanging.

"I don't know. I think this might be too hard when we are trying to be long distance." He said softly.

"Are you pulling my wand?" She asked, hoping against hope that he was joking.

"Hermione… We just opened the shop. You still have two years left at school." He said, reaching to grasp one of her hands.

"I can't believe you." She said, stepping out of his reach. "After everything?" She asked, struggling to keep herself calm.

"It's just until-" He began.

"Until when? What if Voldemort kills me before then?" She asked, shaking her head.

"Hermione-"

"Thats why you didn't write, isn't it? It's why you were so nervous? You've been planning this?" She asked, and he sighed.

"I was trying to think… I love you Hermione. I do. But with everything going on… I'm part of the order now… I don't want us worrying about eachother when…" He trailed off, and Hermione felt tears hit her cheeks.

"When it could get us killed…" She finished his sentence. She noticed that his chin was shaking, and she pulled him into her arms. "Okay… After." She said, and he nodded against her hair.

"I love you." He whispered.

"I know… I love you too." She said.

"Two years will fly by." He said as she released him.

"Maybe… But will you still be here?" She asked, he didn't answer and with a deep breath she turned and walked out of the room, swiping the tears off of her cheeks.

She avoided not just Fred, but also George for the rest of the summer. She spent her days reading and listening to Harry speculate about how Draco Malfoy could be a death eater. Hermione wasn't sure about that, she didn't think that Voldemort would trust someone who was so young. She tried to tell Harry about that, but he refused to hear reason and kept on with his own opinion.

It wasn't until the welcome feast when they were at Hogwarts that Hermione thought that possibly Harry might be onto something. He had shown up to the feast late, his nose broken and bleeding. He had told her and Ron that Draco had stunned him and had stomped on his nose, that he had overheard him talking and it had sounded like he was working for Voldemort.

"That doesn't prove anything Harry." She had said in a low tone, and Harry had sighed, rolling his eyes.

"Ron?" He had asked, and Ron had bitten his lip.

"I don't know mate, seems like it could be a bit far fetched." He had answered slowly. Harry had groaned and ignored them for the rest of the meal.

She had gotten her first letter from Fred a week into term, and it was written like they were still together. She smiled when she read it, reading over his words again and again. She hadn't come out and said anything yet, she hadn't really told anyone that they had split up. She found that she really didn't want to tell anyone. She did love him still, this was only temporary. Just until what needed to be done was done. The only question that was in her mind was how long would it be before they took care of Voldemort?

With all of her classes and prefect duties, Hermione found herself with less and less time to help Harry and Ron with all of their work. She found herself wondering why she hadn't run away with Fred and George, knowing that if Voldemort won she would be wishing she had. His letters kept her sane, without the DA her days seemed like they had no meaning. Harry had become the Quidditch Captian, which meant he and Ron were always outside, he was helping Ron get into the right shape for keeper. She tried to spend time with Ginny, but she was busy practicing as well, as she was planning on trying out for chaser again this year. Without Fred and George, Hermione found herself dodging classmates in the hall, all of them having a determined look in their eyes.

The first time she hadn't, and it had resulted in a Hufflepuff seventh year asking her to Hogsmeade. The following conversation had been massively uncomfortable as she turned him down. Her declining of the date apparently had not been news worthy, as that same week two other boys asked her on a date. It took another week for her to recognize the look in their eyes before they asked her, and she had taken to the secret passageways in the school to and from classes. Even though they had broken up, she still felt the need to be loyal to Fred.