Jasmine Laylen walked sulkily into the Hogwarts library. She had come here to think. Tall and thin with long, shimmering black hair to her waist, emerald green eyes, and a summer tan, she was very pretty. Jasmine had two sisters, Kanna and Ivy. Actually, they were triplets, but they weren't identical.

Jasmine was smart, funny, and a little mysterious, with a knack for writing stories. Words would flow from her pen to dance on the page for her. Her best subjects were Potions, Divination, and History of Magic. Ivy and Kanna were very different.

Kanna was tall, thin, had waist-length red hair, blue eyes, and a slightly lighter tan. She was kind and friendly, and very pretty. Kanna loved nature and being outdoors, and her best subjects were Herbology, Care of Magical Creatures, and Astronomy. Kanna had a soft spot for animals, and wanted to take care of them after she graduated. Muggle animals and magical ones.

Ivy, the third triplet, was also tall and skinny, and very pretty, too. She had waist-length brown hair with lighter brown highlights, black eyes, and a slightly darker tan. She was fun, athletic, and adventurous, with a great spirit. Ivy and Jasmine both played Quidditch on their house teams, and Kanna was the cheerleader, but Ivy really wanted to go pro. Her best subjects were Defense Against the Dark Arts (DADA), Charms, and Transfiguration.

All three girls were determined, stubborn, and independent. Ivy and Jasmine always stood up for what they believed in, and they always spoke their minds. Kanna was shy and often got picked on, and Jasmine and Ivy always came to her rescue. Between the three of them, they had all their subjects covered. There was only one small problem.

FLASHBACK

"Gryffindor!" Ivy.

"HufflePuff!" Kanna.

"Slytherin!" Jasmine.

"Oh, shit." all three girls groaned.

END FLASHBACK

Now they were fifteen and in fifth year, and things were relatively calm. Sure it was tough, and they had been teased a lot, triplets in three different houses. Especially when one was Gryffindor and one was Slytherin.

"Hello, Traitor," a cold-sounding voice spoke, and Draco Malfoy stepped from behind a bookshelf, saying mockingly, "taking a last look? Are these books your only friends?"

"Shove-it, Ferret-Boy! Or have you forgotten your incident?"

"Picking fights on the last day of school? Tsk, tsk. I could have you end up like Diggory, you know."

"I said, Shove It!" she yelled, appalled by his lack of respect for the dead. How DARE he!

She reached out and pushed him away from her, sending him backwards into the bookcase. Just as Malfoy was standing up to retaliate, Fred Weasley walked in and, noticing the situation, came to her 'rescue'.

"Are you bothering this fine lady, Malfoy?" Fred asked with mock seriousness, and then turned to Jasmine.

"You shove it, too!" she yelled, shoving him away - she had had a very hectic year because of him - and running from the library, ignoring Madam Pince, the librarian.

She hadn't got very far when she heard Fred running behind her. Inwardly, she groaned and made a decision.

"Go away!" she shrieked, turning around abruptly.

He tried to stop, but he skidded on the freshly cleaned floor - Dmn that caretaker Filch - and slammed full force into Jasmine. Both of them fell into a tangled mess on the ground.

"You know, this is a very compromising position." Fred remarked tauntingly, looking down at her.

He was basically straddling her, with the exception that his left knee was pulled into a kneeling position. She was trapped under him, with her left arm twisted behind her back and her right hand gripping his forearm from when she had tried to stop her fall. Her right leg was bent around his back. She thought seriously about what he had just said, imagining what could happen if they were discovered like this: what people would say, how many rumors would fly around, and who would stab them both in the back. Then she did the only reasonable thing that came to mind: she released his arm and slapped him across the face.

"Ouch?" Fred whispered quietly, holding his cheek.

"Yeah, 'ouch'," Jasmine answered crossly, "now let me up!"

For a minute, Fred looked like he was in a daze. Then he seemed to remember the situation they were in. And he smiled wickedly.

"No, I don't think I will. Maybe I'll just call for Peeves and let him spread a nasty rumor."

"You…." she had been about to say 'you wouldn't dare', when she realized, yes, he would.

Fred grinned as if he had guessed her thoughts. He leaned forward to make a smart comment, when Jasmine did the only thing she knew would make him let her go. She unwrapped her leg from his body and kissed him square on the mouth. To her surprise, and possibly happiness?, he returned the kiss with vigor, assaulting her mouth with his own. And I'm actually enjoying it! Jasmine amazed herself by admitting the fact.

Yes, it's short, but I just want to see if people are interested. The next chapters will be much longer.