All characters to J.K.R. Obviously. :D

PART ONE:

Twi-Wizard Tournament

Hermione's point of view

I remember a time when I dreaded coming to school back in the Muggle world. I'm not saying I didn't enjoy Muggle schools and learning their ways but I always felt out of place there. I never really was a school person when it came to having friends. I would read and finish my work, day after day. Even though when I first arrived to Hogwarts I didn't fit in and it was basically the same routine, I felt more at home. Then the day came where I met my friends Harry, Ron and all the Weasleys, creating a friendship/family I wouldn't trade for the world. It changed everything and I finally felt even more thrilled about Hogwarts, not only for the learning but now to spend time with my best friends. I only have a handful of friends but, that handful is all I'll ever need. The train ride to Hogwarts is always entertaining because Ron, Harry, Fred and George always found ways to make me laugh. Harry however, seemed a bit off today and he thinks he's so clever to think I wouldn't notice but honestly, you think he would realize by now… I'm Hermione Granger. Boys will be boys I suppose. I plan to question him later. I know he's thrilled to be back to Hogwarts so, I'll cut him a break today.

"It's great to be back," I said getting off the train. Before I start walking to the horseless carriages, that take us up to Hogwarts I hear Ron and Harry running to the carriage ahead of me.

"I forget why we're friends," George joked pulling his trunk behind me. The rain was pouring down and everyone was racing trying to stay dry but it's raining so much the Black Lake even looked overflowed. I don't think there's a chance of them making it to the school without getting soaked. You think most of the students would realize we have wands. A little shield barrier will do the trick, I realized after watching other students run mad.

"Protego," I whisper lifting my wand over George and I. A decent size circle of white purplish light formed over top of us, reminding me of Hagrid's pink umbrella.

"Oh, right. You think you're so clever don't you?" George smiled bumping his shoulder into me. I smiled back and we started walking to the carriage.

"She's actually quite clever, maybe we should hire her at the shop aye Georgie?" Fred smiled following suit with the shield spell.

"Yeah, maybe," George said smiling at me, causing me to blush a little. Before I could ask about what shop they were talking about I see Ron pointing at me.

"Blimey Hermione! You think you could have told us that?" Ron said looking at our barrier when we had walked up to the carriage.

"Well, if you and Harry would have waited I could have," I said smiling looking at their soaked robes. I wave my wand at Harry's robes and red sparks shot out drying him.

"Thanks Hermione," Harry said smiling scooting down to make room for us to sit.

"You forgot me!" Ron screamed pointing at his robes.

"Are you a wizard or not?" Fred said laughing at him. "Hermione let me," he cleared his throat and then shot red sparks out of his wand, making a small fire appear on Ron's robes.

"AHH!" Ron screamed, stomping out the flames. I look over at Fred and George and they are in a fit of laughter.

"How old are you?" I looked at Fred scolding a bit but with a slight smile on my face. I wave my wand putting out the flame.

"I'm sorry I guess my Hot-air charm went rogue," Fred said trying to keep at straight face at Ron.

"You can stop showing off now," George whispers in my ear, making my whole body go into chills. I smile and then put my wand away.

We finally reach the huge, stone stairs leading up to the dark, alluring castle and everyone is racing to get inside. If it wasn't for the random lit windows throughout the castle it would be pure darkness. The storm wasn't helping except for the random lightening brightening the sky every so often. We walk in and pull our luggage to one side of the entrance hall.

"AHHH!" Ron screamed causing me to whip my head quickly. I look at him and see pieces of red, rubbery plastic in his hair and he now was drenched again. I looked up and see that Peeves, the poltergeist, was dropping water balloons on all the students. I look over and see Fred and George in their normal fit, laughing again.

"Way to go Peeves," screamed Fred in encouragement.

"I swear you two are," I started to say before George grabbed me and pulled me to his chest. Before I could react I hear a splat behind me and realized he saved me from the same fate as Ron.

"We are what?" He said smiling.

"Thanks," I smiled back, looking up at him.

"Anytime Granger," he smirked holding me for a moment. A trance had started in his eyes and I forced myself to look away. I finally let go and fix my robes, smiling again before turning away. I run over to Ron and Harry and when I turn back to look at him, he was standing next to Fred and Lee Jordan. I see that he's smiling at me and I quickly turn away, smiling at my feet.

All the students make their way into the Great Hall and sit at their house tables. I see the sorting hat resting on the same stool I sat at on my first year and smile at the memory. I'm so relieved I was placed in Gryffindor for some reason my parents thought it would be Ravenclaw but in my heart I kind of always knew it would be Gryffindor.

"I'm starving, I wish they get on with it," Ron said rubbing his stomach.

"You're always eating something," I said handing him some candies from my bag.

"Thanks," he said stuffing them down his mouth.

"I wonder who the new Defense Against Dark Arts teacher will be," I said curiously looking up at the front table.

"I'll miss Lupin," Harry said sadly, looking up at the front table as well.

"I'm sure the new teacher will be more interesting," I said reassuringly.

"Yeah, because having a werewolf as a teacher wasn't the most interesting, at all," Fred said sarcastically. Maybe, they will be a vampire!" He said in excitement.

"I wouldn't mind learning from one," I said curious on what it would be like.

"Snot funny," Ron said with a mouthful of chocolate. The sorting ceremony ended and the food appeared out of no where like always, filling the whole room with delicious smells of everything you can think of.

"I've been waiting for this," Harry said grabbing spoonfuls of everything.

"Mum's vots me curious on what's appening at Hogwarts this year," Ron said with chicken pieces falling out of his mouth.

"Me too, hopefully we find out soon," Harry said taking a drink of his pumpkin juice. I also was curious on why Charlie and Bill were being so mysterious about the secret something happening at Hogwarts this year. They both were saying how they might stop by the school and wouldn't tell us much of anything else.

"Ron, stop being a pig, you're going to choke and mum will blame us somehow," George said eyeing Ron across the table and Ron just shrugged. I laugh at Ron's, "I will die happily, right now, with this food, attitude" and push my plate aside.

"Er-mine-onee will save me," he mumbled swallowing his last bit of chicken.

"He would have been dead ages ago without you, you know?" George whispered, making me laugh. Everyone finishes eating and the tables clear back to nothing. We settle ourselves waiting for Dumbledore to speak. We see a big lightning streak run across the enchanted ceiling and then hear someone walk into the Great Hall. The man looked like he had been fighting with monsters all his life. He had some sort of fake eye that was moving rapidly, what looked like one fake wooden leg and one long cane to support his weight.

"That man has some stories I bet," Fred whispered to George. Dumbledore introduced him as Professor Moody the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher.

"Mad-eye Moody," Fred and George say in unison.

"He looks like he had a fight with Lupin and lost horribly," Ron said to Harry.

"Shut it, he's an Auror Ron, didn't you mention maybe being one in the future? That face might be your face, don't let karma be a reason," I said seriously, turning away from him. Dumbledore starts talking about the 700+ year old tournament that is going to be held here at school. It will be between 3 of the top European schools of wizardry, Hogwarts begin one of them. A champion from each is chosen to represent the school they attend. Three tasks will be preformed and Hogwarts will be hosting it this year. Everyone was whispering to each other about what we just had been told and the excitement seem to flood the hall. It was exciting but I read a lot about the old tournaments in Hogwarts: A History and it can get very dangerous. Dumbledore soon mentioned there being a money prize and an age-restriction which made Fred and George livid.

"Come off it you two, people have died in this tournament and I trust that you two would die," I said sternly and relieved that they couldn't enter.

"Hermione Granger, first off, extremely disappointed in the lack of faith," George said pointing his finger at me.

"Second off, what's the fun without a little risk huh Granger?" Fred said soon after.

"Fred and I have been in every room inside this castle and all around it's grounds, not a scratch," George smiled, waving his hands around his face.

"Liar, and besides everything is a joke to you, that's what would get you killed. Plus, there's loads of spells you'll most likely need to know, most you haven't even learned yet and this tournament I'm positive, is for serious competitors. What part of "death toll" did you not hear?" I snapped.

"Someone needs a nap," George said in a baby voice irritating me more.

"Besides who in there right mind would not try to get pass the age-restriction for a thousand galleons? They would be off their trolley! I'm going for it. We are serious Hermione... about the galleons," Fred said in an obvious tone.

"I wonder what Durmstrang and Beauxbaton students are like," Harry said quickly trying to change the subject.

"Well, I heard Durmstrang practices Dark Arts heavily so, that competitor will definitly be one to look after," I said quickly, still angry.

"See Granger, with tips from you I'll be able to win and buy you something nice for the work you did," George said jokingly.

"It's not funny," I said seriously.

"Aging potion then George?" Fred said.

"Aging potion." George responded smiling.

"It won't work you know? Dumbledore is one of the greatest wizards to ever live and yet you think you two could fool him?" I chuckled putting my books back into my bag.

"Worth a shot," they both said in unison, laughing.

"Idiots," I muttered under my breath, getting up from the table. I exit the Great Hall and start walking to the Gryffindor tower leaving everyone else behind. My head started to pound I assume from frustration. I mean why would they even consider entering? That event is for SERIOUS competitors, when have they ever been serious? They'll probably try to get Harry and Ron to enter too and that will be over my dead body. Why do I feel like wizards are so interested in playing with Death? He is smarter and stronger than you and takes your life like that. I sigh walking up to the Fat Lady portrait and forget I didn't ask for the password.

"Damn," I muttered to myself.

"I don't think that's the correct password Granger. Balderdash," George whispers behind me and the portrait opens up.

"Thanks," I muttered in a faint irriated whisper walking into the common room.

"What was that?" George said smiling.

"I said thanks…," I mumbled.

"Aww, you're welcome Granger."

"I hate you."

"I admire you too Granger." I look at the smirk on his face and stick out my tongue, turning around to walk to my room.

"Wait," George said quickly.

"What?" I snapped quickly looking at him.

"It will be okay, just let us have our fun yeah? Like you said, we would never fool Dumbledore so, why so Minerva?" He said eyeing me up and down.

"Shut it, I just don't want you to get hurt."

"Aww, you care about me you say?"

"No, I mean yes, I mean I don't want any of you to enter. Don't even try convincing Harry and Ron to enter either, you understand?" I said disapprovingly.

"Or what?" He said calmly. Him saying that shocked me for a moment, making my mind go blank.

"You really want to test me Weasley?

"Yes madam, I do," he said smiling, reaching his hand out. I give him a fake chuckle of laughter and walk up to my room.

"Night Minerva," he yelled up the stairway. I walk up to the room I share with a few other girls in my grade and set my luggage against my four-post bed. I crash onto the bed and look up to the ceiling, shutting the curtains on each post, enclosing me into darkness. I wave my wand and make a small enchanting sky above my head and watch the stars. I should change but I'm just to fluttered in my head right now. Maybe George is right I just need to sleep. No one will get pass Dumbledore's age line. Why am I acting so stupid? I should know not to panic, Dumbledore has everything under control, just relax Hermione. I sigh and smile at the starry sky, I turn to my side and started to get drowsy instantly. Yes, Dumbledore has everything under control, nothing to worry about.

"Minerva," I said out loud, chuckling to myself before dozing off completely.

Nox.