Author's Note: Hey, so I have realized that I really love writing Hermione and Fred stuff, it was like an epiphany. Anyway, I think this is going to be one of my best stories. I'm not going to rush it. Sorry if there are a few spelling errors, I'm working on it. I hope the format is readable for everyone. I unfortunately, own nothing. Thanks for reading, I hope you review! =]

AU: Fred is alive, as are all of the teachers originally at Hogwarts (I.e. Snape) basically; it's all the characters from the sixth book, but after the final battle. Voldemort is dead though. Comprende? Oh, George IS missing an ear still. =P

Chapter One: The Perfect Days

"I can't believe we are going to be going back to Hogwarts for another year!" Harry said surprised.

We had just received a letter from Hogwarts no more then five minutes ago, requesting our return to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

"Read it again," Ginny said happily, smiling over at Harry.

"Dear Harry," He started, "Hogwarts has requested your return to school to continue your learning of Wizardry. As the final battle has taken away from your seventh year studies, the headmaster and school administrators have decided to add on an eighth year to all those who had missed their final year of schooling. Thank you for your time, and we hope to see you soon." Harry smiled the whole while.

"This is fantastic!" I exclaimed, as happy as the others, "I was so worried that I wouldn't be hired as a healer after missing all of that schooling. Now I won't have to worry!"

Harry and Ron were just as pleased. The two had wanted to become Aurors, but were ineligible because they had not taken their NEWTS their seventh year. Everyone was, obviously, obsessing over the final battle. Including myself. There was simply no time for test taking. We had no idea we were even going to live threw it all.

"You'll all get to be with me again," Ginny said, who had been worrying about being alone at school all summer, "I didn't know how I was going to live without seeing you everyday," She had now changed the conversation from all four of us, to her and Harry.

They had been dating ever since the Final Battle. Well, technically, they had liked each other for so long, now it was official. They were rather fond of each other, which sometimes was annoying for Ron and me.

She went to kiss him, actually more like attack Harry's face. That's when I decided it was time to follow Ron out of the room, who had left not long before I decided to.

I followed him to the living room, but walked right back out. Mrs. Weasley and Mrs. Weasley were arguing about something that I really did not want to get into the middle of. Ron, who blindly walked into the middle of the room, was now trying to escape their clutches. Their anger had now turned onto him.

I considered helping him out of the predicament, but decided against it, and walked up the stairs to Ginny's room, where I always slept.

As I was walking up the stairs, Fred was coming down.

"Ello Hermione," He said with his usual smile and charm.

"Fred," I said, barely acknowledging him, as usual, "Oh," I added, "I wouldn't go into the living room if I were you."

"And why is that?" He asked me. But I had already started climbing the stairs and I didn't feel like walking back down to explain it to him.

I sat on the bed, smiling slightly to myself. I had missed being in this house. I missed Mr. and Mrs. Weasley's arguing. I missed Mrs. Weasley's hugs and food. I missed seeing Ginny everyday and talking with her half the night. I even missed the twins and all of their pranking. I just had the feeling that this year, with Voldemort dead, everything was going to be normal. Things were going to finally just be happy.

Just as I was about to fall asleep, I heard a scream from downstairs. Out of complete habit, I jumped out of bed, and ran to the ground floor as fast as I possibly could. I almost tripped on several foreign objects on the way.

I was out of breath by the time I reached the scene. Ginny was smacking and kicking George wherever she could reach, and Harry was holding her back. Fred was rolling around on the floor and laughing. The rest of the Weasley's had made their way into the room as well.

"What is going on here?" Mrs. Weasley asked annoyed.

All laughing, hitting, and screaming had ceased and they were all staring at Mrs. Weasley.

"Well," She prodded.

"Um," George said, stepping a little farther away from his mother, "It was nothing mum. Just a little prank you see…."

Ginny cut in, "mother they put a potion in my TEA!" she said disturbed, pointing to her now empty cup.

"Frederick and George Weasley," She said, her anger rising, "What did you put in your sisters tea?!?!"

They were silent, with smiles on their faces, trying to hold back their laughter. This only made Mrs. Weasley even more mad, "BOYS!" she yelled.

"Calm down mum, it'll wear off; it's one of our best inventions yet!" George said.

"Well, it is similar to a polyjuice potion, only better," Fred said nervously.

Just as he said this, we heard Ginny shriek again. Sure enough, Ginny had pig ears and a tail. Along with a pink matching snout. She tried to scream, but it came out as a squeal, and she quickly covered her mouth with her hands in shock.

"Even makes you sound like 'em too," Fred said happily, "only now it's a tasteless potion! It's absolutely ingenious mum!" Fred exclaimed.

Ginny had started sobbing and ran upstairs. I felt really bad for her, but it was also hard not to laugh. It was a rather ingenious potion. I could recall the last time I had a polyjucie potion, and it was absolutely repulsive.

"You boys are in so much trouble," Molly said, wagging her finger at them, "if you don't fix this RIGHT NOW, you best hope you'll wake up tomorrow. I'll slip something into YOUR tea and see how YOU like it," Their smug smiles had been whipped away. Now I really was chuckling, as was Ron. He and Harry had to leave the room, they were being so loud.

"Mum it wears off in less then an hour," George whined, "she's fine!"

"To bed without supper!" She exclaimed as if it were some sort of ultimate punishment.

The twins laughed a little, "mum we're grown men, you can't send us to our rooms!" Fred mocked.

She simply glared at them, and I even had to admit, it was frightening. Even her husband backed a tad away from her. He motioned for his son's to go upstairs, and they hastily wondered up to their rooms.

As soon as they had gone, Mrs. Weasley's mood had changed.

"So what shall we have for supper?" She asked me, who had been the only one left in the room.

"Uh" I stated, "I don't know. Everything you make is great Mrs. Weasley." I smiled.

She smiled back, "That's very sweet of you dear. It's Molly though! Remember that," She told me kindly.

I nodded, and left the room. Every day, she reminded me to call her Molly, and very rarely did I do it. It was almost like calling my mother by her first name, it just seemed odd. But occasionally I would do it to appease her.

I left to the living room where Harry, Ron and Ginny were now sitting. I thought had Ginny had made her way to her room, but it seemed that she found her way back down, probably to be next to Harry. He was stroking her shoulder, comforting her very mad self, while he was smiling widely.

Ron was equally as giddy, and I entered the room to join in the fun and excitement. I had never been so certain that things were back to normal. Now, I was positive, that this was going to be the best year of our lives.

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