AN: So this is just a little Fremione Fic that I whipped up. I hope that you all enjoy! Oh and please review! I would be overjoyed if you did! I'm hoping to have the next chapter done within the week!

It was bright sunny spring day at Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry, but yet Hermione Granger was in the library, as always.

"Hey Hermione," a tall lanky redhead said as he slid into the seat across the table from the girl. He saw that she had taken off her sweater, tie, and had rolled up her sleeves. Her arms were splattered with ink dots and different words from where her arm sat on still wet ink.

"What are you up to?" a second redheaded boy asked sitting next to his twin brother. He looked around at all the scattered books, parchments, and quills that surrounded her.

"If you two must know, I am studying for my O.W.L.S," Hermione quipped back not even looking up from her where she was writing hurriedly.

"Studying? On a day like this?" the first boy asked gesturing to the tall windows. Hermione didn't even look up. "Well Forge, I think that the little bookworm needs to enjoy the sunshine. What do ya' say?"

"I must certainly agree Gred!" the second boy said smiling. Hermione looked up from her books to the two grinning boys. She saw the mischievous twinkle in their eyes and knew what was going on at once.

"You two are certainly not taking me anywhere!" she practically screeched at the twins. Hermione then cast a quick look around to make sure that Madam Pince had not heard her.

"Ready George?" the first boy asked his brother.

"Ready Fred," the second boy responded. The boys nodded to someone standing behind Hermione.

"What are you doing?" she yelled as someone put a bag over her head.

"Taking you out for some fun, you could use a good dose of fun right now," Fred said muttering a simple silencing spell.

"Yea, with the D.A, O.W.L.S, and Umbridge on your case, you need a break!" George said smiling. He cast a few binding spells to make sure that Hermione couldn't move. He had heard that she had one hell of a punch and didn't really feel like experiencing it.

"Guys are you sure we should be doing this?" a third person asked. Hermione suddenly stopped struggling against her bonds trying to figure out who could possibly be helping the twins.

"Oh Lee, you're so adorable!" Fred said jokingly. George started to snicker. As soon as Hermione figured out whom the third person was she started to struggle again. It was a good thing that they were the only people in the library.

"It just breaks my poor little heart to see that you care so much for our dear little friend," George said innocently. It was now Fred's turn to snicker. All Lee did was roll his eyes.

"Let's just get this done and over with. Maybe we can all come out of this unscathed," Lee said sighing. He was the twin's best friend but sometimes he thought that their plans may go a bit too far.

"Knowing Hermione's wrath, we're gonna be lucky to come out of this alive," Fred said. He got up out of his chair and pulled the bag off of her head. She glared daggers at the three boys looking at her.

"Yup, lucky to come out alive," George agreed.

"Let's get it over with," Lee sighed.

"Well at least Harry taught us those shield charms," Fred joked as he picked Hermione up and slung her over his shoulder. He didn't notice Hermione's discarded wand lying on the table.

"Fred, how can still joke when we will most likely be dead come night?" George asked his twin light heartedly. Fred started to walk from the library, Hermione trying to yell at him and pound her fists on his back.

"Oh Forge, don't worry," Fred said looking back over the shoulder that didn't have Hermione over it. "You wouldn't want to end up like Percy, or worse."

"Who could be worse than Percy?" Lee asked.

"A certain female bookworm, who will shortly be very wet," Fred responded with a wink to Lee and George. He felt Hermione stiffen on his shoulder then beat against her bonds even more. No one knew her secret, she couldn't swim. Whenever Harry, Ron, Ginny, or anyone else asked her to go swimming she always refused or just stood in the shallow part, but knowing the twins they were gonna drop her in the deep end. She beat harder than ever against her bonds.

"So, what to do after phase two is done?" George asked walking from the library. Luckily they didn't encounter Madam Pince on the way out.

"Run. Like. Hell," Hermione said breaking free of the silencing spell. She put as much venom as she possibly could into those three words. All three boys stopped dead in their tracks to look at her.

"Oh come on Granger, relax, have a little fun," George said smirking and crossing his arms over his chest.

"If you put me in that lake, I swear to whatever god or goddess is listening that you will regret it," Hermione threatened.

"All the more reason to do it," Fred said starting to walk again.

"FRED WEASLEY YOU PUT ME DOWN!" Hermione yelled at him. It was the same voice that she had used with Grawp, Hagrid's giant half-brother. All Fred did was laugh. She looked up from where she was staring intently at the floor to where Lee and George where stunned into stopping from her outburst. "AND YOU TWO! GOING ALONG WIT H THIS WHOLE THING!" she yelled at them. George and Lee looked at each and started to laugh. She couldn't believe that they were laughing at her when she was trying to yell at them.

"Sorry Hermione but you are just too cute when you're angry," George said when he had stopped laughing. He gave her a seductive smile and a wink.

"GEORGE WEASLEY YOU ARE GOING TO BE IN SO MUCH PAIN WHEN I'M DONE WITH YOU!" Hermione burst out. All three of the boys laughed at that.

"Hey, Lee, did you get the brooms?" Fred called back to laughing Lee.

"BROOMS?" Hermione shrieked. She hated flying. Just the thought made her ill.

"Yes brooms. You didn't honestly think that we would walk you all the way down to the lake did you?" George asked still smiling.

"Well, actually yes, that is what I thought you were going to do," she replied hotly. If she could have moved her arms she would have crossed them over her chest.

"Oh dear, sweet, Hermione we thought that you were smarter than that," George told her. All she did was glare daggers back at him. He covered a chuckle with his hand.

"They're right here," Lee said pulling out three brooms.

"Perfect," the twins said together. Fred put Hermione down. She glared again at the three of them but said nothing.

"So who gets the princess?" Lee asked.

"I AM NOT A PRINCESS!" she yelled at Lee.

"Yea, we kinda figured that out on our own-"Fred started.

"-But we had to give you a nickname-"George piped in.

"-and with princess no one would know who we're talking about-"Lee chipped in.

"-Besides us-"said Fred.

"-Harry, Ron-"said George.

"-and Ginny!" Lee finished with a smile.

"Wait Harry, Ron, and Ginny are in on this too?" Hermione asked shocked.

"Why yes Hermione. Who do ya' think told us where to find you?" Fred asked her.

"Or what you hated most?" George asked.

"Ugh! How could they let you do this to me?" she cried in frustration at her best friends.

"They agreed with us. They thought that you needed a break as well," Lee told her.

"Now if you don't mind we'd like to get going," Fred said.

"Like I said before, I am not going anywhere with you three," Hermione spat out at them. She was still upset that her friends let the twins and Lee do this to her.

"Fine then, I guess we'll have to do this the hard way," George said grinning mischievously.

"Which plan?" Lee asked. Hermione figured out that apparently they had thought of more than one plan to get her in the lake.

"Well, I personally like plan one the best, but I think three would work as well," Fred said.

"I think that plan three would most likely be the best," George agreed tapping his chin in mock thought. Hermione didn't really want to know what plan three was but knowing the twins it had something to do with their joke store merchandise.

"Fine, I'll go with you," she said quietly. She looked at the floor refusing to meet any of the boy's eyes. She really didn't want to end up in the lake but being the logical person she was, she decided to just let it happen.

"What?" all three of them asked looking at one another.

"I'll go with you. Might as well get this done and over with," she sighed still looking at the floor.

"Excellent," the twins said. Fred undid her invisible bounds and led her over to his broom.

"Don't worry, I won't let you fall," he whispered in her ear as she grabbed the broom with a shaking hand. Hermione felt her face flush red. She got on the broom and Fred got on behind her and wrapped his arms around in front of her. He felt her stiffen from the intimate position they were in. He chuckled and said, "Relax, I won't try anything." Hermione looked over her shoulder at him her face even redder. "Unless you want me to of course." He gave her a cheeky smile and a wink.

"Fred Weasley, if you try anything, anything at all, you will never ever be able to have children," she growled only loud enough for him to hear. But did she want him to try something? 'No.' she thought. 'He…he's like a brother to me. A loud obnoxious brother, whose arms feel so good around me.' She sighed in content. 'No. This isn't right,' she thought. She scooted forward a little bit to get away from him.

"Okay okay, I won't try anything," he said smiling but she could hear the hurt in his voice.

"Well if you two love birds are ready to go," George said smiling at them. Both Hermione and Fred shot daggers at him. George ignored the looks and took off anyways. Lee followed suit and so did Fred. George and Lee flew on either side of Fred and Hermione.

"Hey princess, isn't the sunshine nice?" George called over to Hermione. She glared back at him in response. "I'll take that as a no then." But despite herself she was having fun and the sunshine did feel nice on her face. She let out a small giggle.

"So you are enjoying yourself," Fred whispered in her ear. Her face flushed despite the wind. Fred's arms tightened around her to help keep them steady. Soon they were flying low over the lake, near the dock that was put in a few months ago.

"Ready?" Hermione heard Fred call over the roar of the wind. She wasn't sure who he was asking.

"Ready!" she heard Lee and George call back in unison.

"Now!" all three cried together.

"AAHH!" Hermione screamed as she plummeted toward the surface of the lake. She heard laughing from above her and to the side of her toward shore. She wasn't sure how she had gotten off the broom, or pushed off for that matter. She went in with a splash but didn't resurface. She struggled in the water trying to break the surface. Something had a hold on her ankle but she had left her wand in the library. Plus with her non-existent swimming skills it was impossible to swim away.

"Is she okay?" George asked when he saw that Hermione had yet to resurface. He had stopped laughing and was staring intensely at the lake

"I don't think so," Lee said, the smile on his face disappearing as he too stared at the lake. Suddenly Hermione broke the surface panting only to be dragged back under again.

"Something's got her!" George yelled.

"No," Fred whispered. He had his wand out as he jumped from his broom into the freezing water.

'This is how I die,' Hermione thought to herself as she slowly lost consciousness. The last thing she had seen was splash above her as Fred Weasley came to her rescue.

'NO!' Fred thought as he saw Hermione's eyes close. He looked at her ankle and saw that she had gotten it stuck in some seaweed. He quickly pulled her free and she floated to the surface. Fred quickly followed. He gasped for air then pushed Hermione toward the shore. When he got shallow enough to stand, he carried her the rest of the way.

"What happened?" George asked landing next to his brother.

"Her ankle got caught in some weeds and she must have panicked," Fred explained to the crowd of people. George, Lee, Harry, Ron, and Ginny were all there looking at him and an unconscious Hermione. He laid Hermione on the ground and knelt next to her. He put his head on her chest and heard her faint heartbeat. The longer he listened to it the fainter it got.

"What should we do?" Ginny asked. Fred looked up at her and saw tears in her eyes.

"Well, she still has a heartbeat, so mouth to mouth then take her to see Madam Pomfrey," Fred said to them. He opened Hermione's mouth enough so that he could get air back into her lungs. He pumped three times on her chest then took a deep breath. He laid his mouth on Hermione's and softly blew the air into her lungs. He repeated the procedure a few times until he heard her cough. He quickly moved his head away as water came up out of her mouth. He turned her on her side so that she could cough into the grass. When she had stopped coughing Fred laid her back down flat.

"I thought you weren't gonna try anything," Hermione said weakly to the boy who had just saved her. She gave Fred a small smile and he let out a nervous laugh.

"Well, I wasn't, until you convinced me," Fred replied smiling and giving her a wink. That's when he noticed her shallow breathing. "We should get you to Madam Pomfrey." Fred picked up Hermione and carried her up to the castle. Everyone followed behind them and no one said anything.

"Fred, I'm sleepy," Hermione said laying her head against his chest. She listened to his steady heartbeat as he walked.

"Don't go to sleep on me yet Hermione, stay awake," Fred said picking up his walking speed just a bit.

"But…I…I'm so tired," Hermione mumbled to his chest.

Fred broke into a jog and said, "Don't close your eyes, keep 'em open, just for a bit longer, then you can sleep all you want."

"Yea okay," Hermione muttered willing her eyes to stay open. Fred burst through the main doors and practically ran to the hospital wing.

"Mr. Weasley, what is going on?" Madam Pomfrey asked as she saw soaking wet Fred carrying a barely conscious and also soaking wet Hermione.

"Hermione fell in the lake and almost drown," Fred explained. "I gave her mouth to mouth so that she was breathing."

"Good thing you brought her to me," Madam Pomfrey said moving beside an unused bed. "Put her here then move out of the way." Fred laid her down on the bed then stepped aside. He watched as Madam Pomfrey cleared the rest of the water from Hermione's lungs, put a breath stabilizing charm on her, and dried her clothes all in a flash. He watched as she drifted into sleep.

"Fred is she alright?" Ron asked running up to his older brother.

"She'll be fine Mr. Weasley," Madam Pomfrey answered, "she just needs rest, now I will ask all of you to leave." She looked at Fred first then everyone who had gathered around him. "I suggest that you go up to your dormitory and put on some dry clothes," she put extra emphasis on the dry and Fred looked down. He saw that his own robes were soaked and he was dripping onto the stone floor.

"Yea, dry clothes," he muttered looking at Hermione again. He stared at her as everyone shuffled out the door.

"She'll be alright," Madam Pomfrey reassured him as she saw the last person disappear out the door. "Now go." She gave him a light shove toward the door. Fred walked slowly out of the hospital wing wanting nothing more than to go back and stay with Hermione.

"Come on Fred," someone said to him. He looked up to the owner of the voice and saw that it was none other than George. He let himself be led away by his twin. The two walked in silence up to the dorm that they shared with Lee.

"What was that all about?" George asked his twin when they got to their dorm. He put a locking and silencing spell on the room so that no one could hear them.

"What do you mean?" Fred asked. He wasn't in the mood to talk but obviously George was.

"Saving Hermione, why'd ya' do it?" George asked.

Fred sighed and said, "She was drowning okay. I panicked and went in after her." He pulled clean clothes out of his trunk and pulled off his wet clothing. Fred sighed again then put on the clean clothes. He sighed a third time as he flopped on his bed.

"You wouldn't do that for Ginny," George accused him.

"What? Of course I would, and you would too," Fred said giving his twin a confused look.

"I would jump in and save her but not give her mouth to mouth," George replied sitting on his own bed. He gave Fred a look and said, "It looked like you were enjoying that part quite a lot."

Fred sat bolt up in his bed. "I was not! I was saving her," he replied. He felt his neck start to flush.

"You wouldn't be blushing like that if you didn't." George gave him a smile. "You fancy Granger."

"I do not!" Fred almost yelled back. He felt his face start to go warm. 'Do I?' he thought to himself.

"Oh, wait tell everyone hears, the bookworm and the prankster!" George teased him.

"George!" Fred practically yelled. "I don't fancy Hermione!"

"So when did you stop calling her Granger?" George asked giving his brother a smug look.

"I…I…that's beside the point!" Fred said as his face got warmer.

"Plus, why did you stay after Madam Pomfrey kicked us all out?" George asked.

"I didn't!" Fred said.

"Yes you did. Wanted to get in a bit of snogging time were you?" George teased. Fred felt his face get even hotter but said nothing to his twin. Instead he rolled over and stared at the wall. "Well seeing as you won't admit to your fancying Granger, I'll just leave you to your thoughts." Fred made no move to reply. He just waited until George had left and then rolled onto his back.

'Do I fancy Hermione?' he thought. 'Well she is cute and really nice, but she does scold George and me a lot, but then again she does laugh a lot at us. She has a really nice smile, now that I think about it. She is very bookwormy but then she cracked a joke with me on the beach after she had almost drowned and she looked so scared in the water. Plus I couldn't even handle the thought of losing her. Do I fancy her?'

Fred fell asleep thinking about the girl that he had saved and might, just might, fancy.