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A Word Or Two
"A word if you please," Hermione said shortly.
"Well given the fact that you are dragging me into the corner," Fred laughed, "I get the distinct impression that I have no say in the matter."
"Wow, you have extraordinary powers of deduction," Hermione deadpanned, "I am impressed."
"What can I say, I am to please love," Fred smirked as she shoved him into the chair. "Not that I don't appreciate the need for some alone time, but is the force necessary, you know I'd go willingly?" He finished with a wink throw in for good effect.
"What?" Hermione asked shaking her head, "Why do I want alone time, with you? Oh never mind, I want to know why you gave it to him."
"Ok, back up honey. Gave what, and to who?"
"Harry, you dolt. Why did you give him that map?"
"Why not!" She all but shouted, lowering her voice, "Are you completely dense? There is a mad man on the loose, who would like nothing more than to kill him, and you have a map that shows where he is at any moment, if Harry left that anywhere you just know it would fall into the wrong hands."
"Relax Granger," Fred said hopping out of the chair, "Harry is a smart kid, and he's not going to lose that map for all the galleons in the world. I'd wager that it's right up there with his invisibility cloak on the prized possessions list."
"Yes, well that doesn't change the fact that you gave him something that is for all we know full of dark magic," Hermione said fiercely, "Don't tell me you've forgotten all about the diary last year?"
"Of course I haven't."
"And what is it your father is always saying? Don't trust something that thinks for itself, but you can't see it's brain?" Shaking her head, "I don't think that's how it goes, but that is the gist."
"Fine," Fred sighed, "The map is just full of dark magic, do you want to get it off Harry, or shall I try? Come on, do you really think he'll just give it back?"
She chewed her bottom lip for a moment, "He's not going to get rid of it is he?"
"Not on your life."
"I'm sorry to have bothered you, just next time you have this mad idea to give Harry something, think about it, or come to me and we'll figure out if we should give it to him."
She turned to go, and Fred grabbed her hand, pulling her into the chair she pushed him into.
"Not so fast," Fred said leaning over her, "I just remembered something."
"Before I gave the map to Harry I noticed the most peculiar thing," he hid the smile as he saw her visibly gulp, "You see there was this dot that said 'Hermione Granger', and it would be in one spot, then it would disappear, and then it would appear in a completely different spot, instantaneously. Happened a few times, now that I think on it."
"Strange," she whispered. "I guess the map is faulty in some ways, because I don't know how to apparate, and even if I could apparate, I couldn't do it inside the castle."
"There are ways..." He said, raising an eyebrow.
After at least a minute in her opinion of him staring at her unflinchingly. She relented, and pulled it out.
"Blimey," he muttered, "Is that what I think it is?"
"A Time-turner, Professor McGonagall gave it to me. But you can't tell anyone, please Fred?"
He nodded mindlessly, keeping his eyes locked something every prankster would kill to have, "Hermione, do you think I could borrow that sometimes?" He asked, fully unprepared for the shove that knocked him rather painfully onto his behind.
"I'll take that as a no."