This is a FRED/HERMIONE fic.
I absolutely love anything to do with the twins and Hermione.
For me Fred is still alive.
I cannot imagine the Harry Potter world without Fred.
So this is my first HP fic.
So reviews and suggestions will be very welcome.
I don't own Harry Potter !
If I did Fred would never die!
Nothings mine except the plot.
"Steven! No... You DO NOT pull girls pigtails! However long they may be. That is not the way to get her attention. Now be a good and polite boy and say sorry to Anne." Hermione ranted almost out of breath.
Most days she was extremely happy and satisfied with what she did. But on days like these (and she was going to kill those blasted jokesters who made her life hell on the first of April) there was just no way to control all the kids who had been showered with free pranks and jokes.
Fred and George had started the tradition of distributing pranks and items from their shop every year on their birthday after the war for free to kids in her school. Obviously this was behind her back. There was no way in hell she'd allow something like this to be associated with a place of learning.
But the twins had found a way of smuggling their products to the kids and then mayhem would ensue.
Steven had used a particular Pigtail Pie on Anne. It was the newest craze after their Canary creams.
After Anne had consumed the pie she promptly turned into a pig with two very long braids of hair coming out of both her ears to Steven's utmost delight. He pulled her by the braids towards the direction of his friend to show him how he had succeeded in pranking the quietest girl in class.
That was when Hermione decided to take matters in her own hands.
With a wave of her wand all the twins' products came flying from all directions and landed in a heap in front of her.
With another wave they disappeared altogether.
She sighed out of relief and most of the kids groaned in response.
Almost all of them had finished pranking each other anyway (Hermione dint want to be a total spoilsport but she had to draw a line somewhere. She was a teacher after all).
"As a punishment to all of you'll who disrupted class today there is going to be double homework" she announced.
"Not only will you'll write down all numbers from 1-1000 but also write 3 words for each letter of the alphabet. And one word out of the 3 must be related to anything muggle. "
The class groaned even louder in response and Hermione found herself smiling.
However trying and chaotic they may be she loved these kids. That is why after 3 months of working in the Department for Magical Creatures in the Ministry she realised that this job was not meant for her. It was not something she wanted to do for life.
And that's when she realised that imparting knowledge was something she always wanted to do.
Everybody in the wizarding world started school at the age of 11.
So kids before that were either home schooled or sent to muggle schools.
That's when the brilliant idea of starting an informal school for children of witches and wizards came to her.
The kids were too young to use wands and magic. But they still needed to learn basic reading, writing and mathematics.
And she also figured that alienating the wizarding world completely from the lives of muggles was not prudent.
Especially after the war. Tolerance towards muggles and muggleborn magical beings was on the rise and she thought that when children in their formative years were given an idea of the muggle world they would be more open and receptive to them.
So that's how the HEYWW was started.
Holistic Education for Young Wizards and Witches was the first of its kind.
Mothers embraced it with such gusto that Hermione had to appoint more teachers because admissions kept coming in.
Soon she had 3 classes comprising age groups 3-5, 6-8, 9-10.
She taught what most muggle play schools and nurseries would teach. And also introduced magic in small scales so that their transition into Hogwarts would be smooth.
Soon she was not only famous as a part of the Golden Trio that defeated Voldemort but also as the pioneer of holistic education for wizarding children.
The kids started collecting their bags and leaving with their mother's who had come to fetch them.
Hermione was packing up the charts of fruits she had opened today to teach the 3-5 group when suddenly the charts in her hands flew out of her grasp and exploded into tiny showers of fireworks.
Hermione gasped and took a large step backwards not noticing that she was at the edge of the first step of a raised platform and before she could balance herself she found herself falling at an unnatural angle.
She squeezed her eyes shut ready to face full impact but the blow never came. Instead she felt a strong arm grab her by the waist from the front.
When she dared to open one eye she was still in a tilted position but definitely above the ground and unhurt. And she found herself staring into the deep blue mischievous twinkling eyes of Fred Weasley.
That's the first chapter guys.
It's my first HP fic. And first romantic attempt.
So please please tolerate me if it's not any good.
Also inputs on improving are welcome.
If you have any doubts about the story please review and I shall clear them.
Thanks for reading!