Fred, George, and Harry went for the Library with Hermione. "Which way is it?" George asked. "I think it's this way," Fred said, pointing to the Transfiguration classroom. "No, it's not," Harry said. Harry with his red hair was hard to take seriously. "It's that way," He said. "No," Hermione said shortly, then walked the correct way to the library. 

Hermione, Harry, Fred, and George entered the library, and went to the Potions aisle. "What book did we use to brew the polyjuice potion?" Harry asked Hermione. "I didn't brew it with you, Fred," Hermione said to Harry. "Or are you George? Or Harry?" She added. "Harry," Harry said, stunned that after five years she couldn't remember his voice or recongize him. "I'm joking, harry," Hermione said to him. "i've known you for five years, how could I not recongnize you?" Harry grinned. "I don't know. You were petrified for half a year," Harry said. "That's your reason?" Hermione asked. "Well, I am kinda hard to forget," Harry said in a girly voice. "yeah, you are," Fred and George said. Then they sarted laughing. "Joking, joking," Fred said. "You better be," Harry said. "Hermione, the reason we made this Potion was to mess with Umbridge. Can we still do that?" George asked Hermione. "I guess so," Hermione said. "Like you won't put us in Detention?" Fred said. "Fine, only because I absolutely hate Umbridge," Hermione said. Fred turned to Harry and George. "Let's go get Peeves and give Umbridge some hell," Fred said. "Hell yeah," Harry shouted. Hermione smacked him with a book. "Shut up," She whispered. "Now go before Madam Pince comes and hears you lot shouting like baboons," Hermione said. "You sound like McGonagall," George said. With that, Harry, Fred, and George left, leaving Hermione alone searching the Library. "Idiots," Hermione said.