NEW CHAPTER IS UP! In the same day, too! Hope you enjoy it, see you at the bottom.

*******If it's bold and not an authors note, its a journal entry!**********

Hermione was scrambling to stop whatever she was doing, Fred could hear it through the door. He kept knocking. This was the only way to get her out of her room: knock on the door, wait until she opens it, try to apologize, have her storm out of her room to the shop. Then the room is his for the snooping. This had been his routine for two weeks.

Once she was gone, he stepped in the room and looked around. Yes, it was definitely Hermione's. Books covering the walls, and under the bed, and in the closet. Most were shrunk so she could fit more. He started with the closet - people usually hid things there. He was met with clothes, photo albums, boxes of jewelry and makeup, old Hogwarts textbooks, a little case with what looked like Polyjuice Potion, extra quills and ink, and a good amount of the shop's Patented Daydream Charms.

So that's where they keep going, he thought. I wonder what she uses them for. He raised his eyebrows and smirked.

Fred had often wondered how Hermione had dealt with not getting laid for over a year. Fred and George had made sure that she was in her bed every night, and no one ever joined her, they would never let that happen. The twins had often hoped that one day Mione would return their feelings - but it was a long shot. Not many women, or at least women with taste, were willing to get in a relationship with two guys. So until they found a way to make Miss Granger love them, they would just keep every other threat away.

Had she just gone this long without sex? Was she "taking care of the problem" herself? Fred almost gave merit to the idea of spying but then regained his senses. If she found out we would die a slow, painful death. If only...

He plopped down on her bed, out of idea's. Twisting himself around, he surveyed the room. She deserved better than his. He resolved to make it better for her, maybe knock down the walls between the bedroom's to have one giant room for the three of them.

Yeah, but that's only if she told them that she wanted to be with them, he told himself. No! It won't be "if", it will be "when". It's gonna happen.

Turning back, he saw a little corner of something sticking out from under the pillows. He reached for it and held it in his hands. It was a journal, navy blue with a little white star painted on the bottom right corner. He opened it up. It looked like a regular journal, only written in on the first ten or fifteen pages, except...wait, what did that first page say?

My Fantasy Journal

Holy shit. This was what he was looking for! He could use this to get their girl back! Alright, he didn't know how yet, but no matter - it would work. He started reading.

September 19th

Merlin this is weird. A fantasy journal? It seems so childish. Whatever, I'm just gonna let it go - it's gonna help. Being able to write everything I want is healthy, I think. Gives me a space to keep them. You know what is funny? Ron and I broke up, and I'm not really upset. I didn't love him. He was a terrible boyfriend, the annoying prick. The sex sucked. Sucked.

Fred laughed. That bit of information would be useful.

Ahh. Even writing that word made me uncomfortable. Sex. Well, you know what? I'm just gonna get over it. That's what this book is all about, right? What I always wanted from sex.

Wait..what? Fred stared at that line. Sex book?

I guess the biggest issue is the person. Ron was bad, and I didn't love him, so it wasn't good. He always treated me like a fucking china doll. I'm not gonna break, you know? You don't have to be gentle with me all the time. Don't ge me wrong - the whole "slow, sweet" gig is nice sometimes. I wouldn't want to give it up entirely, but mostly that isn't what I want.

I want...okay, this is weird again. I just...I just have to let it go. Say it, Hermione! You can do this!

Okay. Okay. I like...I want rough sex. I want to be told what to do and to be completely dominated. Is that weird? I can't be the only girl who feels like that.

The Weasley smirked. He could work with that - Fred liked having control, and so did George. And if that is what Mione liked...well, the twins would make sure she would never want anyone else.

But, I think my favorite part of sex is talking. The thought of dirty talk makes me wet - I wish that someone could get me to orgasm without touching me.

Then again, I couldn't do it with just anyone. I mean, I have my dreams, I'm sitting it there flat for Merlin's sake! Though I don't really think they would be into it. What am I saying? I'm boring old Hermione. They could never love me. And anyway, as much as I would love to be both of their girlfriends, how would Fred and George feel about sharing me.

They would never want to share me.

Fred eye's widened. SHE LOVED THEM. SHE LOVED THEM! They could have their girl! He had to stop this "they don't love me" nonsense but she would know that soon. He told himself to remember that dirty talking bit.

He skipped to the latest entry.

I'm still not talking to them, Journal. I want to, Merlin, I want to, but what am I supposed to say? "I forgive you for being so completely sweet as to try to protect me"? "I was only pretending to be upset so you wouldn't know I love you"? This is all so hard.

Sometimes I wish I could just tell them. I wouldn't have to hold it in. They wouldn't wonder why I suddenly have to go into my room and lock the door every time the walk around in barely any clothes. They aren't stupid - they must have figured it out by now. Masturbating is becoming a bit of a habit. The Daydream Charms are a good alternative though, it's a lot better than just imagining the sex.

Then again, If I told them, I could never show my face around them ever again. So that option is out.

Fred stood up. Where was George? He ran to the living room to see George laying on the couch.

"Forge, you aren't gonna believe what I found." He told his brother about the journal and had him read what he did.

"This is it, Gred! We got her!" George grinned at his twin. Just then, he heard something. George looked up to see Hermione on the other side of the room, jaw dropped, staring at the object in his hands. Tears rimmed her eyes.

"No, Mione, wait!" George said just as Hermione started to run to her room. The twins got to the door just after she locked it. She didn't even bother putting a Silencing Charm on her room before she started bawling.

What did you think? I know there wasn't any real smut but there will be in chapter 3 or maybe 4.

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