"I could report you." Hermione pointed out.

"I could report you." Fred mimicked quite well and Hermione sighed.

"I'll tell McGonagall if you leave."

"Isn't that rude." Fred snuffed her and left once again after hours. He knew Hermione wouldn't say anything; she never did but it was a common argument between the two. Hermione turned back to her books and continued her reading. Why she insisted staying up so late was crazy; it made no sense. She was always so tired she could barely make it up the steps and sometimes she'd just sleep there even if she had a stiff back in the morning. She glanced once more at the time, only 12:37 she couldn't sleep now. She needed to continue to study; how would she pass her classes if she didn't study.

Harry and Ron insisted that she'd pass with flying colors even if she didn't stay up past ten but she didn't think so. Even if she wasn't studying she wanted to be up to chew up that little blighter out for leaving this late again. She knew she was a little controlling and a buzz kill but it was fun to be right and prove it. Anyway she was a Prefect it was her job and she wasn't getting paid to do nothing about it...well she just wasn't getting paid.

Turning back to her book she felt her eyes droop slightly; placing her head down she thought 'only five minutes'.

Five minutes turned out to be three hours and that's how Fred found her those three hours later as he finally decided to wander back. He walked over to her and placed a hand on her shoulder. The girl didn't react and Fred sighed; he didn't really want to hear her chew him out when she woke and he couldn't bring her to her bed cause of the curse on the steps. He lifted her up and placed her on the couch in the common room. Silently he summoned a blanket and pillow from her dorm and tucked her in.

He paused and looked at the small fifth year; Fred had watched her grow from an ugly duckling to whatever you could call her now. She still wore her baggy school clothes and her hair was still frizzy as hell but underneath it all she was sort of pretty. If Ginny could just get her hands on Hermione she would be one of the most sought out girls in school probably. He brushed her hair from her face just as-

"What are you doing?" Fred's head snapped up to see Angelina Johnson demanded rubbing the sleep from her eyes.

"What are you doing?" Fred demanded and she shot him a glare, "Nothing you can prove." Fred said grinning and she walked up to him.

"You have Quidditch practice tomorrow you be well rested-!" Fred slapped a hand over her mouth and motioned for her to keep it down, "Why the Hell-!"

"Shush she's sleeping." Fred hissed pointing at Hermione who just rolled over.

"What is she doing down here? Why isn't she upstairs?" Angelina asked frowning.

"I couldn't carry her upstairs." Fred said instantly regretting it as Angelina's mouth fell open, "Not like that-"

"You're shagging Hermione Granger!" He once again pressed his finger to his lips, "That Hermione Granger?" She said quieter.

"No, I'm not shagging the swot." Fred huffed and Angelina shot him a glare that said tell me the truth Weasley or tomorrow you'll be sprinting laps. He was going to get in trouble for telling the truth; to hell if he ever did that again.

"Keep it to yourself won't you." He pretended to plead as Angelina's eyes flew open.

"Do Harry and Ron know this?"

"Like I told them; that would be a fun conversation." Fred said rolling his eyes.

"This just keeps getting better; I swear to not tell." Angelina said bolting away and Fred sighed a good lie always got him out of things.

"I heard they're shagging."

"Sleeping with him how lucky."

"Think she gets to have a go at George too? Maybe at the same time?" Ron made a face realizing that Lavender and Parvati were whispering about Fred; he did not need to know what Fred did in his down time. Or he and George did; he shuddered at the thought.

"You look ill Ron; are you ok?" Hermione said sitting down; to their right Lavender and Parvati pointed it at her and turned away to continue whispering. She glanced down and checked out herself. She had her uniform on like she did every day, there weren't any stains on her clothes...she wasn't having the best hair day but did she ever really?

"Got a problem talk about someone else won't you." Harry said bluntly to the two girl noticed his friends' uncomfortable stance, "They're just being girls 'Mione don't worry about it."

"But it's not just them; I've been getting looks like that all day. Do I have something on me?" She demanded standing up and turning for Harry to check it out.

"Why is she letting Harry get a good view?" Katie Bell demanded of her circle. Most of the Quidditch players ate together; only Ron and Harry didn't but they always sat very close by in case of an emergency announcement. They didn't need to be talking too loud or the other teams would hear.

"She has a boy for each thing." Alicia Spinnet joked, "I bet Ron is for a good snog." They knew that wasn't true; Alicia and Katie were good friends of Hermione so they were open the tease but Hermione couldn't help but stare at them in shock.

"What are you talking about?" She demanded and the two older girls shared glances as Fred, George, and Lee enter the Great Hall.

"Well...didn't Fred tell you?" Angelina asked and she raised an eyebrow.

"Me and Fred don't talk." Hermione pointed out and the girls all giggled as Alicia murmured something under her breath.

"It was a secret." Katie pointed out, "I wouldn't want to tell her that I spilled her biggest secret either, Fred's smart." Biggest secret; how had that clone found out that she had a small crush on Draco Malfoy. And he spread it around! The horror! She turned beet red and stepped back.

"What's new?" Fred asked as-SMACK! Hermione's hand flew out colliding with Fred's face. He stumbled back as she reached in her pocket for her wand.

"Really Hermione there is worse things."

"Really? It's horrible." Hermione practically sobbed.

"If he was bad looking I would understand but there are uglier boys."

"I guess but come on; it's the whole bad boy thing I swear." Hermione practically sobbed.

"I get it; I used to like Fred too."

"Really- wait Fred?" Hermione paused and glared at the red head who was still recovering from the hit, "Fred? You better have a good explanation how this is all a big misunderstanding." She demanded of Fred who gulped.

"It's fine; I would sleep with him too." Katie teased and Hermione gaped at her.

"Sleep with him; I've never slept with anyone." She demanded.

"No need to lie; Angelina caught him and he told her the truth."

"What?" Hermione said and Fred swallowed heavily.

"Hermione...darling...there's no need to hide anymore. Don't you see we're out you don't have to worry about the drama of coming out about our relationship."

"There is no us Fred Weasley."

"Next you're going to say you haven't been sleeping together." Alicia joked.

"You're sleeping with who!" Ron shouted standing up.

"I'm not sleeping with anyone; Fred Weasley you tell them you're lying." Hermione growled and Fred sighed.

"I know you don't want to tell anyone but come one Hermione; dating me isn't that humiliating." Fred said with puppy dog eyes.

"I'm not dating you! Or sleeping with you!"

"How could you! After everything deny even caring me; next you're going to say that you don't love me." Fred said loudly.

"You love him?" Harry frowned.

"No Harry; come on you know I'd tell the two of you." Hermione demanded but Ron was fuming.

"And here I was thinking you liked me but really when you told Harry you liked a 'certain red-head' you meant my brother!" Ron snapped and Hermione shot Harry a glare.

"That was a private conversation you shouldn't have told Ron." Hermione seethed, "And Ronald I was talking about you; I don't know what's wrong with Fred but I never will and never have loved him. Or touched him besides that slap."

"How dare you!" Fred accused.

"How dare I how dare you?" Hermione growled, "Tell them the truth Fred Weasley."

"I love her and she loves me and there's nothing more to say." Hermione reeled back to him again when Fred caught her hand. Attempting with her other hand that too was caught pressing her flat up against him.

"I'll hex your dick off- UMH." Fred had leaned forward and captured her mouth in a rushed kiss. In the shock of kissing Fred Weasley she forgot to shove him away. Her hands fell to her sides as he curled his arms around his waist. She just sat there as he slipped his tongue into her mouth. Someone snapped inside of Hermione and suddenly she was returning the kiss with passion. He was much better than Victor much better. Next thing she knew Fred was pulling back smiling down at her.

"Still wanna hex that off?" It took two seconds for Hermione to fall back into her surrounds and jump back kicking him in the knees.

"How dare you kiss me? How dare you!" She shouted detangling herself from him, "I fell nasty, like a need a shower." Hermione said glaring at him.

"No wonder I'm the only one who will sleep with you."

"I never..."

"I can't believe you would be so rude Hermione." They thought it was all true and Hermione was lying not the other way around.

"Fine if I'm so nasty it's over." Fred snapped.

"There is nothing...fine whatever I need a shower."

"A cold one?" George finally chimed in and everyone started laughing but Hermione and Fred. Fred smirked at her as Hermione shot him a glare. Well if that's how he wanted it; he was going to get it. No one made Hermione Granger look like a liar.