Fred and George snickered at the flustered Sirius. The three other marauders gaped at Sirius, whose "prized possession" was his hair. Hermione still was grinning up at the fuming Sirius, and she couldn't hold back a small laugh at the sight of the plum-haired heartthrob.

"What. Did. You. Do?" he gritted out between clenched teeth. At this, the twins, and even the marauders, couldn't hold back their laughs. Eventually the whole of Hogwarts followed (only a few of Sirius' admirers screeching in protest at the vandalism of their beloved Mr. Black).

"Eh Padfoot, been rolling around in Hagrid's dirigible plums lately?" James yelled out through bellowing laughs. This only brought about more guffaws from the Great Hall, and McGonagall even quirked her lips into a smile.

"Just sit down!" Remus laughed out. Sirius angrily made his way to the other side of the table and sat in between James and Remus; right across from Hermione.

The trio continued on eating their breakfast, occasionally snickering, while the marauders continued staring at them; two in amusement and one in anger. "So how'd you do it?" James asked, although it sounded more like a statement.

The twins smiled before each wrapping and arm around Hermione, who blushed as she was drawn closer into Fred's side. "It was all our idea really." George began.

"Yeah, spent all night coming up with that, we did."

"Hermione here was the real genius!"

"Sirius, do you by any chance remember Hermione touching your hair in any way recently?" Sirius flushed as he remembered their last conversation outside of the Charms classroom.

"Ahh, you do! Well you se-" Fred continued, but was cut off by Hermione.

"You see, Fred and George created a liquid-"

"Thanks to good ol' Professor Slughorn – don't worry Hermione, we'll pay him back!" George said after a glare from said girl was sent his way.

"Yes well, they created a liquid that when combined with the oil of hair, will change the hair the desired color of the pranker. It will then spread throughout the head, and should be gone within three days." Sirius' face went even paler.

"Three – three days? I didn't see you put any bloody POTION IN MY HAIR!" Quite vain about his hair, this one.

"I rubbed some on my hand. It doesn't take that much, Sirius." Hermione smiled coyly at him. "See you later in Astronomy!" And with that, the marauders still gaping at the trio, Hermione and the twins made their way to the common room.

Fred threw himself onto the worn scarlet couches while George went towards the dormitory stairs. "Gunna catch a bit a sleep before astronomy." He called to them. Hermione sat next to Fred and was getting a book out to read.

The silence that fell upon them wasn't uncomfortable, but Fred felt the need to talk to her. "You know, you did really well today." She blushed at his compliments and tucked a curl behind her ear.

Fred moved closer and reached across to turn her face towards his. Her breath shortened as she realized there were only centimeters between them – between his lips. Their eyes were nearly closed and their breaths mingled. Fred leaned in even closer and captured her lips with his. Hermione responded shyly, but increasingly with more fervor and passion. She caught his bottom lip between her teeth and pulled ever so gently earning a small groan from Fred.

Encouraged by her response, Fred brought his hand behind her head while she wound her arms around his neck. Fred pulled away, a whimper of protest coming from Hermione, and skimmed her jaw with his lips, peppering a few kisses here and there.

"I've wanted to do that for a while now." He laughed slightly. He was a bit nervous now, not expecting her to respond like that.

She laughed a bit also. "Yeah? I like you too, Fred." Hermione blushed at her own boldness.

When George woke up from his glorious nap and went downstairs, he knew immediately something has happened.

"Ready to go, Forge?" and with that, Fred grabbed Hermione's bag (totally disregarding his own) and her hand and walked out of the portrait.

My apologies for such a late update, and short one at that! School - the bane of every writer's existence :/

I hope I didn't make "the kiss" so soon! I wasn't sure if I should wait until the next chapter or not, but the Fremione monster inside of me was hungry :3 By the way, does anyone know the band from which the title of this chapter comes from? If so, kudos to you!

Reviews mean a lot (I know there are more of you out there! ;) ) so don't be afraid of that little button - it doesn't bite, i swear!

Okay, I'll stop being a pest. Until the next time! :)