Following My Dreams *A Hermione x Weasley Twins Fanfic *

Chapter Four. The Terrible Trio

Hermione Granger pushed through the library and made her way towards her favorite section: potions. Combinations of all kinds of herbs and ingredients, the twins watched in wonder as she began to brew up some curious concoction. " 'Mione? What are you making there?" George asked as he leaned over her shoulder, a hand of his resting on one of her hips as his twin mirrors him. "Remember how you were having trouble with your Mystical Mumps potion for your shop?" She asked, paying no attention to where their hands were located, but instead began to carefully measure out the ingredients that were needed. "Okay, so who's going to try it?" She asked holding up a small vial between the three of them, a smile spreading across her face. "A dose this small should only last for about twenty minutes at the most."

"Well you see 'Mione, we normally pay some poor first years to try our trinkets-" Fred started before George cut him off, as Hermione's scowl began to become more noticeable. "But we know you don't like that and that you'd probably prefer that we tested our products on ourselves first!" Hermione released a loud sigh before downing the vial, and sat down as her glands began to swell. "Bloody hell," The twins whispered in awe as they watched for any side effects to take place, but twenty minutes came and went and as the spell began to fade, it seems that the only side effect was dry mouth and excessive thirst. "In order to make sure that your products DO NOT hurt anyone, the best way is to try it yourself. If your customers got hurt, then it would be on you two and your shop would be shut down!" The twins' faces paled at the thought before agreeing to stop. "Ms. Granger and Weasleys- I doubt I have to warn you but I shall, seeing as its almost curfew, I suggest you three must leave the library." Madam Pince spoke softly to her favorite Gryffindor and her twin guests, before leaving them be.

"We really should get going," Hermione yawned as she began to sleepily clean up the mess. "Don't fret with that love. Sit down and we will clean this up," George offered as Fred pulled his wand out and began to send off the books that they had used for perfecting the potion. Once the area was cleared Fred lifted the now half asleep fourth year into his arms before heading back to Gryffindor Tower with his twin.

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As the week progressed, the twins had help from their favorite little bookworm and her amazing little trinket, a time turner. Now with the ability to go back in time to set up their pranks, the trio spent no time setting up the prank as they followed the greased hair wizard around Hogwarts, mapping his schedule for the day."George!" Fred whined as he hung off of his identical twins' shoulder, as they returned to their time back in Gryffindor tower. "Have you seen Hermione?"

"I'm right here," She called out from the nook hidden in the common room, her nose in her personal copy of Hogwarts:A History, making notes and annotations that she noticed needed to be fixed. "What did you guys do this time?" She asked as she held her hand out absentmindedly, expecting her time turner but instead got pulled up to her feet to be sandwiched between the twin gingers. They each kissed her cheeks and grinned cheekily as she stood there in shock.

The room was quiet with just the three of them, until Harry came down the stairs with a smile on his face. "Dumbledore said there is going to be important guests coming in tonight! What's wrong Hermione? You're awfully flushed, are you running a fever? Do you need to go visit Madam Pomfrey?" She shook her head before running up to the fourth year's room, trying to calm herself down while the boys on the other hand had child like gleeful grins spread across their faces.

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At dinner after Dumbledore introduced the young girls from the Beauxbatons Academy of Magic, Hermione could feel a sudden anger rising through her as Fred and George watched lustfully after the beautiful young girls, but just as soon as the anger appeared so did confusion. Excusing herself from the table as soon as her conversation with Harry was done, she sulked back to the Gryffindor common room in a mixture of fury and confusion.

Why am I getting so worked up about it? They don't belong to me. They don't even like me, why else do they keep a little bookworm other than for her knowledge of potions? She shook off her thoughts as tears silently slid down her face, unknown to her that they followed right after her. "Hermione?" Fred called out softly making her stop suddenly and ball up her fists, and quickly hides her face. "Are you okay?"

"Y-yeah," She lied, keeping her head down as her shoulders began to quietly quiver. "Just t-tired." The twins looked at her with doubtful glances before pulling her in towards their chests. "Let it out," Fred whispered into her hair as he gently kissed the top of her head. Tears began to flow as she clutched to their sweaters for dear life. "Sorry. So sorry." She kept muttering to no one in particular, as George began to play with her hair and and Fred rubbed her back. "Love, what happened?" George asked as Fred finally realized what had happened. "Gred, I do believe we owe Hermione an apology."

"What why-" Fred mouthed 'Beauxbaton' to his momentarily dim witted twin. "We really are sorry, love," Fred continued gently as he began to wipe the tears away from her cheeks. "We didn't know that you would get hurt about seeing us oodle some lasses."

"And you wouldn't have acted in such a way if you didn't care for us would you 'Mione?" George asked teasingly, causing her cheeks to flare up and began to stutter.

"W-well of course I-I care for you t-two gits, you were like f-family." She stuttered quietly not being able to meet their eyes.

"Were? So what are we like now 'Mione?" They asked in unison.