Finding Love

Disclaimer: Unfortunately I cannot say that I own Harry Potter or any of the great characters in it...sigh...but I can say that I do own this plot...yay! So on with the fic!

Chapter 1

Hermione Granger laid in bed, she was back at her home, it was the summer before her seventh and final year at Hogwarts: School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and she was bored. While laying there she was deep in thought about past events and the ominous ones that were yet to take place in the near future. Right now in the wizarding world everything was in peril, dark wizards were running rampant. Carelessly she flipped her hair out of her eyes, no longer was it bushy and unruly. Instead it was now long, layered and in silky cascading wringlets that went half way down her back (with the help of a charm or two), and in addition to her hair being tamed she had filled out nicely in all the right places as well. Staring off into space, Hermione thought o her two best friends, Ron Weasly and Harry Potter the-boy-who-lived (as everyone would call him). She wondered what they were doing and if they were as bored as she was. Slowly climbing off of her bed, Hermione made her way to her desk in the corner of the room (which you could barely see beneath the books), and grabbed a couple pieces of blank parchment and a quill, decicing to send the boys a quick letter each. Thinking briefly on what to say she chewed on the tip of the quill, once satisfied on what she would write she hastily scribbled a note to each of the boys and sent them off with her new Tawny owl.

'I wonder what they're up to?' She thought to herself as she watched her owl named Mystic soar off into the skies and above the clouds.

A few hours later...

Hermione was reading a light tome in one of the chairs in her house's library when she heard the familiar tap tap tap of Mystic wanting inside so she could deliver her letter. Rising from where she was seated Hermione opened the window and let the owl inside petting her affectionately and cooing at her.

"That's my girl, could I have my letter please?" The owl realeased the letter into Hermione's waiting hands and gave her owner and affectionate nip before settling on a perch in the corner of the room.

Quickly opening the letter she read the contents that were written in Ron's sloppy handwriting. The letter said:

' Dear Hermione,

Glad to hear from you, my summers been alright, boring for sure. Of course now that mom has the twins home it's been interesting, Harry's here now too, just arrived today. Mom would like for you to come over tomorrow too so you could spend the rest of the summer here. Oh and Harry, Ginny and all the rest say "hello and all". Hope to see you soon.

With Love,

Ron and family'

Hermione scanned over the letter once more just to be sure she never missed anything else, and once she was sure she had not she ran into the kitchen where her mother was finishing with the dinner dishes.

"MOM!" Jane Granger jumped at the sound of her daughter barging into the kitchen and shouting at the top of her lungs.

'Something must be happenening.' She thought amusedly to herself, turning to face her daughter as she flew into the kitchen, hair whipping violently behind her.

"Hermione dear, what's wrong?" Jane asks.

"Nothing is wrong mother, I just received an owl from Ron and Harry is all. They wanted for me to go to the Burrow tomorrow so I could spend the last month and a half of school holidays with them. Can I please?" Jane sighed knowing that there was no winning when it came to Hermione wanting to go to the Burrow. She didn't blame her either, from what she had heard from her daughter the Burrow was a rather interesting place to be.

"Go pack, we leave first thing in the morning dear for the Burrow." Hermione beamed from ear to ear and hugged her mother around the waist.

"Thanks mom! I'll send a reply right away too!" Rushing upstairs Hermione hastily, but neatly, packed her belongings into her trunk and sent off a reply to the Weasly family saying she would be there tomorrow around mid-morning. Climbing into bed she went to sleep with a smile gracing her lips and she dreamed sweet dreams about a certain redhead that would be there.

A/N :Oooh, who's Hermione dreaming about? I wonder...next chapter should be up soon...mind you I do work full-time also so there may be time gaps as well in between as well, who knows. Read and review...NO FLAMES
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