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Chapter Two:

Hermione awoke the next morning, smiling pleasantly after a very good dream. She couldn't remember all of it, but she was certain it had something to do with Umbridge being pushed off the astronomy tower. Hermione was mid-yawn when she heard her younger friend Ginny Weasley burst through the door the the 5th year, girls dorms. Hermione sighed already knowing that even though it was a Saturday she wouldn't be able to get back to sleep, not when Ginny was on a mission.

"Hermione! Wake up!" Ginny grabbed the edge of Hermione's blanket and ripped it of her body. Hermione hissed as the cold air of October hit her skin.

"Ginny, what time is it?"

"Welllll...it's about eight right now, I think"

Hermione groaned and threw her pillow at her ginger best friend.

"Why on earth are you waking me up this early?" Hermione asked as she got up from her nice, warm, and comfy bed. She shivered when her bare feet hit the cold ground.

"Well I was already up, and I was super bored all alone down there." Ginny said sitting on the spot Hermione had just vacated.

"So why didn't you go wake up one of your brothers?" Hermione asked, grabbing her outfit for the day and walking to the bathroom to go get dressed.

"Have you ever seen a Weasley boy awake before eleven o'clock?" Ginny asked incredulously.

Hermione thought for a moment before replying with "You have a point." Hermione quickly dressed in a pair of torn up jeans that hung low on her hips with a red 'Griffyndor Pride' sweatshirt. It was strange though because Molly had gotten her a small, and the sweatshirt she was wearing had to be at least a large. Hermione walked out of the bathroom to find Ginny flipping through one of the books that Hermione had put on her bedside. When Ginny glanced up she looked at Hermione curiously.

"That's not yours, is it?" Ginny asked

"No it's far too large to be mine" Hermione replied, tugging the sleeves up to her elbows. If she didn't do that then they went past her finger tips.

"Oh you know what it is? I bet mum accidentally put yours with someone else, and theirs with you, because I swear I have seen that on someone else before" Ginny said

"That would make sense, but I wonder who has mine" Hermione started to giggle as a strange image popped into her head.

"What is it?" Ginny asked, looking at Hermione like she was crazy.

"Oh nothing, I just had a mental image of Charlie trying to get into my sweatshirt" Ginny joined Hermione in her giggling. The thought of the tall and extremely muscular dragon tamer trying to get into a small sweatshirt was a very humors thought.

"Oh well guess we'll find out eventually." Hermione said as she slipped into some flip-flops. Ginny got up from the bed, and the two girls walked down into the common room to find only a few younger years around the Griffyndor common room. They headed out the portrait of the fat lady and took a slow, leisurely walk down to the Great Hall.

Once they were close enough to smell the delicious aroma of, fresh, Hogwarts made breakfast, Ginny and Hermione's stomachs, true to their house, let out a mighty growl. Her and Ginny took seats across from each other, closer to the doors than the head table. Hermione piled her plate with two pieces of lightly cooked toast, scrambled eggs, and a few pieces of bacon. Once her first task was accomplished she then piled all the eggs and bacon on one piece of toast and squashed it all down, making a very nice bacon-egg sandwich. Ginny gave Hermione a questioning look.

"What? I'm hungry!" Hermione said with a bit of sandwich in her mouth.

"You look like Ron when you do that...the resemblance is baffling" Ginny said. Hermione then mumbled something that sounded vaguely like 'shut up' through a mouthful of breakfast.

The girls were mostly finished with their breakfast when a few more Griffyndor's began to trickle in. Hermione and Ginny got up to leave the Great Hall, just as the twins walked in, their heads bowed together and whispering furiously. When the boys looked up and noticed Ginny and Hermione, Fred stopped for a second and stared hard at Hermione's sweatshirt.

"Wear mens clothing often, Granger?" Fred asked, smirking slightly at the fact that his little brother's friend was in his favorite sweatshirt.

"No, I found this in my trunk! I'm sure Molly just got someone's sweater confused with mine, is all." Hermione stated, her face reddening in a furious blush.

"Relax Granger, I'm only joking. That just so happens to be my sweatshirt that your wearing, by the way. If you could return it by the end of the day that would be simply lovely." Fred said passing by the two 5th year girls and heading to the table with his brother, to enjoy a fabulous breakfast.

Hermione stomped out of the Great Hall, Ginny trailing behind her, attempting to contain her giggles.

Meanwhile in the Great Hall, Fred and George sat down at the Griffyndor table, George downing some hang over potion before eating anything.

"So what was that all about?" George asked his twin

"What was what all about?" Fred asked while shoveling some bacon onto his plate.

George gave his brother that clearly stated 'did you really just ask me that, you wanker'. "Don't play dumb. You know exactly what I'm talking about."

"Nothing" Fred said, all nonchalant.

"Oh that's the biggest bloody lie, if it was any other girl..." George trailed off uncertainly and paused for a moment. Then as if something had hit him in the face, as though it was the most obvious thing in the world, his eyes widened slightly and an amused grin graced his face. "You like Granger don't you?"

Fred, who had been innocently sipping some pumpkin juice, spit it out all over the table. Coughing wildly, George started to pat him on the back. "I mean, I guess I can kind of see the appeal, this year at least. The girl has definitely grown into her body, and she's got a really cute face, with a killer smile. Plus ever since Umbridge got here this year Hermione's been, well more...devious. In fact it's kind of hot"

Fred, who's breathing had slowly returned to normal, shot his brother a glare. "Don't even think about it Georgie."

"Oh calm down, you know I wouldn't do that to you, plus she may be really cute but I prefer older bird's who already know how to please a man." George said giving his brother a wink.

Fred gave a huge sigh, pushed his plate aside, and dropped his head on the table with a rather loud 'thump'. "Ughh, why do I like her? I mean my brain knows it's not supposed to but...other parts of my body just wont listen to it"

George patted his brother's back sympathetically. "Look I know the reason you don't want to start anything with Granger is because of the possibility that ickle Ronniekins might have feelings for her. But I was talking to Ginny and you know what she told me?" Fred gave his brother an unintelligible grunt. "Well she told me that Lavender and Ron have been very close lately. I think this year may be your only chance to do something about it" George gave his brother another pat on the back before going to eat his own breakfast.

"Hypothetically, if I did start anything with her, and I'm not saying I will, but you'd help me out right. Like if Ron and I get in a hypothetical fight, you'd be on my side right?" Fred asked his twin.

George gave his brother a look that said 'are you mental?' "I'm your bloody twin, of course I'll be on your side mate"

"Good cause I need your help planning" Fred stated with a devilish grin.

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As the girls were walking back to the common room, Hermione was having an internal battle, should she tell Ginny about what had happened last night or should she keep it to herself? She really wanted to tell someone, and honestly Ginny was pretty much her only girl friend, but it was her brother. Would that bother Ginny? Would she not want Hermione having an interest in someone from her family? Well there's only one way to find out. Hermione grabbed Ginny's arm and pulled her into the next empty classroom she could find.

"Ginny I have something to tell you"

"I kind of figured, you had that look on your face ever since we left the Great Hall" Ginny said, sounding amused.

"I have a look? Never mind this is important, Ginny how would you feel if I told you that I might have a little bit of interest in one of your brothers" Hermione asked, butterflies beating around in her stomach.

"Well first I'd asked which one, though I think I already have an idea of who he is" Ginny replied giving her friend a comforting smile.

"Well last night Fred and I-"

"I knew it! That's why you were acting so weird around him" Ginny exclaimed

"Well yeah, but anyways, last night we kind of kissed" Hermione could feel the blood racing to her face, turning her cheeks a pretty pink color.

"No way! Did you really" Ginny started to giggle hysterically.

"What's so funny?" Hermione crossed her arms over her chest, glaring at her friend.

"Nothing, nothing, it's just...well no one would think you and Fred. I mean I'm pretty sure everyone has been guess that you and Ron would get together. Heck I'm pretty sure Bill and you together would make more sense, but you and Fred? It's a silly thought you have to admit" Hermione nodded her head in agreement with Ginny's statement.

"Well yeah but, I don't know, he's just, well..." Hermione was searching for the words to describe why she liked Fred.

"You know that saying 'opposites attract'? Well that's how he makes me feel. He's really funny, even if sometimes his jokes are a little inappropriate, and he's really attractive. Plus if you think about it all those prank he and George create they require some very advanced magic." Hermione said.

"So basically you're telling me you think my brother is funny, attractive, and smart" Ginny asked, raising her eyebrow.

"Yeah"

"So what are you gonna do about it?"

"Well in all honesty I have no idea, which is why I need your help"