AN: This is an AU fic. The war is over, the trio is in sixth year. Imagine things happening mostly the same (with a few less deaths and angst) and just a little earlier. (Also me from the future apologizes for never finishing this fic)

Disclaimer: I don't own anything of JK Rowling's, and if I did, I wouldn't share!

It was official. The Gryffindors were very talented witches and wizards, and they had no idea what to do. Every single Gryffindor was in the common room, lounging in groups and they discussed the numerous possibilities of ways to spend their day.

"Truth or Dare?" One would ask.

"No way! We have played it too many times!" Another would say.

"AH! This is so annoying!" Ron shouted furious.

"Well aren't you dramatic," the twins said.

"That's it!" Someone cried, "We act out a play that someone makes up!" Everyone turned to see Ginny sitting by Harry with this new revelation.

"I agree," Hermione said, "But it can't be anything for studying. Any audience we had would nod off. We should come up with a topic." Everyone gaped at her. Tired of studying?

"What about romance?" Lavender suggested.

Harry shook his head, "It needs to be a comedy. If it's any good, we could do it for the school. Any volunteers to direct it and another to write it?"

"I'll direct it, Harry," Neville said, volunteering easily. The younger, chubby, shy Neville had disappeared with the dread of the war.

"We'll write it," Fred began and George finished, "Nothing boring though, or we're out."

"What should it be about?" Fred asked. "Making fun of Snape?"

Ginny grinned, "That's it!" Everyone looked at her. She jumped up, "Not only Snape though. How about we make fun of Slytherins? It's not like they have hearts of gold."

"I like it!" Ron said.

Everyone else nodded along.

Harry stood up, "We should go ask Dumbledore if we can do it in front of the school." He walked out of the portrait hole, gesturing for Ron to follow him.

"What do you think Dumbledore will say?" Fred turned to Hermione and Ginny, whom had joined her on the loveseat after Harry wandered off.

"Ask him," Hermione gestured to the portrait opening and their headmaster walking in, followed by Ron and Harry.

The headmaster spoke up, "I just so happened to be wandering the corridors when Mr. Potter and Mr. Weasley came across me. They have caught me up to speed on your latest idea. A play." He clapped his hands together. "Well, that certainly sounds delightful. Would anyone like to share what this play is about?"

While the twins turned their backs and began whispering to each other furiously, Ginny looked to Dumbledore as everyone else avoided eye contact. "We just wanted to… do a play to show who people truly are."

"It takes place at Hogwarts," Hermione added. "The characters will be students."

Dumbledore smiled at the younger girls, and sighed happily, "Ah, a wonderful tale. You may do this play as long as no one is hurt, and after such a long time of despondence, I do feel that a happy ending would be the best route for us all to take. A happy ending that, of course, includes unity among the students of Hogwarts."

George moaned and looked up from his conversation with Fred, "Does that mean we have to rewrite the ending?"

"We were getting somewhere!" Fred sighed. "Maybe an exciting death scene!"

Harry laughed. "That stays."

Dumbledore shook his head with a small smile. Something fun was going to happen. "You must not exclude anyone who wants to join. Not that I would expect anyone in my own house to ever deny a fellow student the opportunity to indulge in the thrilling prospect of theatre." With that, he walked out and let the eager Gryffindors start their planning.

"Let's hold auditions in an hour. That will show the really good ones since you won't have much time to prepare. We will be the judges. You have to be dramatic at one point-"

George finished his sentence, "-sad at another, and romantic at another. Basically that part is a-"

They smiled mischievously, "-kissing contest." The twins hi-fived each other. "Anyone who isn't single may not audition for Pansy!" Fred called out, his tall stature enabling him to sweep his eyes over the sea of students.

George laughed, "We aren't going to have some crazy boyfriend try to hex us. Oh, and if it wasn't obvious, we're going to have you audition for certain Slytherins. Just name whoever you're auditioning for when you come! Now, run along! Fascinate us!"

Hermione couldn't wait to audition. She was a good actress. She had learned that over the summer when her parents forced her into the summer theatre camp near their town which was performing Macbeth. She had then met her onstage significant other and Lord Macbeth. If Hermione had ever thought she'd meet a male version of herself, she never imagined it to be in the form of a five foot six theater nerd. Leonardo was intense. They worked night and day on their roles, and though Hermione vowed she would never set foot onstage again when she finished that play, it all changed opening night.

Hermione hadn't found something that got her blood pumping the way acting did since she was saving Harry all the time. Acting was a rush, and Hermione was determined to get a lead role. Not much got in the way of Hermione when in one of these moods.

Ginny was going to audition, but she didn't want to try out for a big role. She decided she would play a small part... if she got it.

Fred and George sat downstairs discussing their plans. "Do you think many will try out?" Fred asked his look-alike.

George shrugged. "Not sure. If they try out for Pansy, you can snog 'em though!"

The twins had already decided who they wanted to be, and to make it fun, they added in a snog scene for Fred. George let Fred know that if he ever needed a fill-in, he'd be extremely willing (depending on the candidate for Pansy).

Before anyone knew it, it was time for auditions. Ginny was first as Fred asked her what Slytherin she was interested in playing. "Daphne Greengrass."

Ginny's audition went well, and auditioning for Daphne meant she could earn a good role even though the role for Pansy was unavailable. After Ginny was Harry, and he auditioned for Blaise Zabini.

Ron barely walked on the "stage" when Fred and George yelled, "Next!" They laughed and said that he already had a part, but they refused to tell him who he would be playing as they shooed him away. Ron narrowed his eyes at the two, his mind coming up with all of the miserable roles they'd offer him-hoping it wasn't a fairy or…a tree or something.

Many more auditioned, but many ended up being backstage. Last but not least was Hermione. He had snogged a few other girls, including Parvati, Alicia, Katie, Angelina, and even Lavender already, so Fred was interested to see what his little brother's friend had in store. She'd prepared some monologue or something from a book she'd read-of course. He was a little doubtful at first. That was until he saw her act, though. She… was amazing.

Fred Weasley did many things in life. He pranked his fellow students, turned his small brother's teddy into a spider, and he once glued Ginny to the wall, but of all the silly things he'd done, not one of them ever was doubting Hermione Granger.

"Should've known she'd come in wand blazing," George commented softly to his twin.

Fred just nodded, enraptured.

Finally came the kissing part. "Sorry 'Mione," Fred said. Hermione shrugged. She grabbed him by the tie and pressed their lips together, and when she was sure she'd convinced him, she pulled back only to see Fred staring at her with wide eyes, looking thoroughly snogged. "We'll be posting the results tomorrow." He whispered.

Hermione nodded, chuckling lightly before releasing his tie and smoothing it out. "Thank you." She nodded to George and skipped off.

"You look in shock, mate," Lee Jordan said as he came up to Fred. "Good snog?"

Fred paused and said, "Yeah..."

George looked him in the eye. "Yep, he's in shock!"

"Who knew Hermione Granger could make a Weasley twin get that look on his face?" Lee mused.

"She starts cursing, and I'm in love!" Fred said jokingly.

All of a sudden they heard a loud bang and, "BLOODY HELL!" coming from the girl's dormitories. A huge cloud of smoke poured out, and the girls ran from the stairs as the elder ones helped the smaller kids down.

Fred, George, and Lee walked over. George laughed, "So which of you curses like Snape when we play a prank on him?"

Hermione looked over and bit her lip. "I know it isn't prefect-like, the noise just surprised me, and when I realized what had happened..."

George and Lee's smiles grew, and they looked over at Fred who had his jaw hanging open.

"That was you 'Mione?" Ron shouted, "Merlin! Either Voldemort is back, or the library is closed."

"Someone put some prank dust in the second years' dorms." She said, sticking her tongue out at the younger Weasley.

"Ooh! She is a very mature sixth year!" George whispered to Fred.

Lee laughed and muttered, "Looks like Fred is in love!"

"I am not!" Fred shouted, drawing attention.

Luckily Hermione suggested everyone go to dinner, ignoring them all in a quick attempt to deviate the attention from her vocabulary.

They all agreed and made their way to the Great hall in groups. Fred and George were walking alone when they heard footsteps behind them. Turning around, the figure of Hermione Granger made itself clearer. The two looked around for the other two parts of the trio but were quick to recall that Hermione had stayed behind to clean up the dust before they had to come back up after dinner. The twins were conveniently standing behind a statue on their way to the Great Hall. It's a good thing they were, or they wouldn't have witnessed what happened next.

Hermione was walking without a care in the world, her eyes skimming the words of the book in her hand. "Hey you!" She turned around and came face to face with Draco Malfoy, Theodore Nott, and Gregory Goyle.

"May I help you?" She asked politely, unable to contain her frown.

Draco sneered, "You? The only thing you could help us with is homework! So why do we need you? Oh yes! I remember now! We were practicing our spells when our dummy...let's say he is no longer available. We're in need of a new one."

Theo frowned. "When you said you wanted a new dummy, you didn't say you wanted to use a person."

"Get over it, Nott! We know you have a crush on her, but we need to use her!" Goyle said exasperated.

"I don't have a crush on her!" Theo rolled his eyes. "I happen to be seeing Daphne."

Draco walked over to Hermione and pushed her in the shoulder. "Leave me alone," Hermione raised her brows, voice firm.

Draco raised his hand again, but before he was close enough to Hermione to connect, he became mobile, his ankles suddenly slipping from beneath him as he hung upside down in the air. Theo had his wand out, "What would your mother say if I told her you were hitting girls?"

"You wouldn't dare!" Draco huffed from the air.

"Watch me!" Nott retorted, "Now leave Hermione alone! Hell, leave women alone! They have enough problems without you messing them up!"

Draco said nothing, glaring at his housemate, but when Theodore dropped his wand and the blond moved closer to the ground, he yelled. "Okay! Okay! I'll leave them alone! Just let me down!" Theo flicked his wand and Draco fell the rest of the way. Draco stood up quickly, brushing the invisible dust from his cloak and sneering at Hermione before stalking away, Goyle following.

Hermione hugged Theodore. "Thanks Theo!"

"No problem. Let me know if you get anymore of their bull-" He stopped at the reprimanding look she sent him. "You know. See you at dinner Hermione!" With that, he walked away, leaving Hermione with her book.

Fred and George walked up to Hermione and started clapping. "That's a great way to end the show!"

Hermione's eyes widened. "You guys saw all of that?" They nodded. "Then why on Merlin did you not help me?"

Let us just say that line cleared the corridor of any sign of the Weasley twins.