Disclaimer; Really, guys? If I owned this, Fred/Hermione would be cannon, I would've killed off Ron in an epic battle to the death with Umbridge, ending in the death of both of them, Sirius would be alive, and WolfStar would be cannon, thank you very much. Tonks would be with Charlie. Oh, and Ginny and Cho would've moved to like Antarctica and lived there forever. Because I hate them. But I'm pretty sure I made up the Peruvian warding spells, so that's not real FYI

So I know it's been 5ever (dats moar than4ever) since you've heard from me, dear readers. I'm reaaaaaally sorry. But I've been busy(: I got food poisoning and then had all these dress fittings and stuff for the wedding I'm going to be in. Oh, also I'm on a 15 hour train ride through the mountains to earlier mentioned wedding, so many of my stories are prolly going to be updated tonight^^

So this is for you, Potterheads.

Because I love you.

So here's *2* whole pages of Fred/Hermione goodness.

Enjoy!

Hermione Granger was minding her own business, thank you very much, as she headed back to the common room after a successful night of studying. She clutched the large stack of books a little tighter to her chest and smiled to herself. As she turned the corner, suddenly a red headed blur flew past her and seized her arm, dragging her along.

"HEY! I don't know what you think-" she began to exclaim

A voice she quickly identified as Fred replied, "For Godric's sake, Granger, shut up and run!"

"What- What are we running from?"

"Filtch, Snape, possibly all of Slytherin house."

"Oh, Fred, What did you and George do NOW? We'll never make it to the tower, it's on the other side of the bloody castle!" She admonished.

"Move- I know a place we can duck into- I'll explain there!" He panted.

She stopped to dump the pile of books and her bag in a hidden alcove so they wouldn't slow her down, and broke back into a run.

Fred pulled her through a maze of corridors, and just when Hermione thought she was going to keel over, he jerk them to a stop in front of a particularly ugly statue of a walrus she had never paid much attention to before. He twisted the left tusk sharply and shoved her into the hidden space that appeared. After it shut behind them, he threw himself to the floor, wheezing. She slumped down along the wall in the small space.

After they both caught their breath, he said, "Rather fit for a bookworm, aren't you, 'Mione?"

She flushed scarlet. "Shut up. What did you two do *this* time?"

He smiled mischievously and replied, "Tossed a few dozen cases of Dung Bombs through the Slytherin Common room entrance and then warded it shut so they couldn't get out."

Hermione tried unsuccessfully to hold on to her stern expression, and failed. "Why?"

"We wanted to see if we could."

"But- HOW did you manage to ward it shut? The amount of magic it would take to override the Hogwarts security-" She stuttered.

"Peruvian warding spell, we tried a water based one, because they're right under the lake and the ward could draw most of the power from it and not us." he explained.

Hermione's face lit up, "But- That's BRILLIANT, Fred! How-"

"Always the tone of surprise, yeah? You wound me, love." Fred teased.

She looked apologetic, "Sorry- I didn't mean it like that, it's just- There's only one book in the library on Peruvian Warding, and it's in the restricted section." Her voice suddenly took on an accusing tone, "How do YOU manage to get your hands on it? I've been after it since last year, to no success!"

"Now, "Mione, That would be telling." He grinned.

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