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Hermione's POV
I woke up to a cold breeze realizing I had left the window open last night, I got up and closed it. I had spent the last few weeks of summer with the Weasleys, as well as Harry. I bunked with Ginny, and Harry bunked with Ron. There are a few more weeks till school starts and i'm quite excited, though I've still been enjoying the summer. Mr. Weasley is taking us somewhere today. I don't know where yet. They did tell us to pack an overnight bag, so I was able to guess a bit. It was already 7:30 so, I lugged myself out of bed and headed to the bathroom. I turned the water and put the water setting a nice warm temperature. I slid into the bathtub and washed thoroughly. Being in someone else's bed makes you feel grubby, so I decided to wash away that feeling. I quickly got out as soon as I finished my hair because I didn't know how soon Mrs. Weasley would have breakfast ready. I dressed in a pair of jeans, a white tee shirt, and put on my favorite pink jacket. I walked back to Ginny's room and woke her. She was just like Ron. I had to pull her out of bed to get her up. "Hermione, what's the big deal? It's a Saturday we don't have to get up this early you know?" Ginny said a bit sarcastically. She looked at the calendar and realized that we had something special today. "Sorry, I'll get dressed, and if you want you can get the boys up," she replied. I nodded. I hurriedly walked to the room Ron and Harry occupied. "Harry, Ron! Get up Now! We have something huge going on today! If you were smart you would have marked it on your calendar. That's what they're made for." I yanked the covers of Ron. "Bloody Hell, Hermione. You didn't have to barge in here. Harry set an alarm last night. Didn't you?" Ron asked. Harry tried to lie but he was never good at it. "Now hurry, I'm quite sure that I heard your mother calling!" I slammed the door giving them privacy to get ready, even though it didn't matter. We'd been friends for 4 years, you'd think we would have run into each other changing before. I pushed the thought out of my head. I was walking downstairs when I heard Mr. and Mrs. Weasley arguing. "I heard the alarm, Arthur. DON'T lie to me. I KNOW YOU COLLECT MUGGLE OBJECTS, ARTHUR!" Mrs. Weasley exclaimed. "I'll get rid of it, I'll get rid of it," Mr. Weasley answered. He walked up the stairs. "Oh Hi Hermione. Are the others up yet?" He questioned. "Yes, I just woke them up," I answered. "Good," He replied. He walked down the hall to his room. I walked down the stairs to the smell of sausages. I walked in the room and plopped down in a chair.
Harry's POV
"Bloody Hell, she might be our friend but she sure is rude," Ron said. "Well, I did forget to set the alarm. So maybe it's good she came in to wake us up?" I answered. "Well, what if we were changing?" Ron asked sarcastically. I rolled my eyes, "But we weren't." Ron shut up after that and we continued to get ready. We practically ran out of the room because we smelt sausages. Ron went to get Fred and George who were already coming out of their rooms because they smelt the yummy breakfast too. Ginny was walking down the stairs and was almost trampled by the four boys running down the stairs.
Ron's POV
As we came down the stairs we saw that Hermione was already sitting down in a chair nearest to the window. Harry and I tried to sit next to her, but Ginny got there first. "Mornin' mum," I said energetically."Morning Ronikens," She replied. "Mum! Stop calling me that! When I finally got Fred and George to stop too," I pouted. Fred and George were laughing so much they were almost on the floor. 'Now, now. Everyone at the table, family meeting," Dad excitedly stated. All of us sat down and began to eat. "Now, you're probably wondering what the big deal is about today, well the thing is-" Dad was interrupted by a knock on the door. He got up and walked there, he opened the door and smiled. "Mornin' Amos!" He said kindly. "Mornin' Arthur! Lovely day for a quidditch game huh?" He said rhetorically. "Quidditch game?!" Ginny exclaimed. All us buzzed with excitement. But she was smiling, or talking with us. She was staring at a certain boy.
Cedric's POV
I walked in the burrow happily. I loved Quidditch, I even played as a seeker on the Hufflepuff team at Hogwarts. I saw all of them and I smiled. I know them because they go to Hogwarts as well. All of the Weasleys are easy to notice because of their flaming red hair. Hermione blushed, I had no idea why though. I mean the window was open and it's quite hot outside. So she might just be hot. And yes she is hot, in my mind she is. It's not common for a seventh year to have a crush on a fourth year. But, things can happen. Hermione is not a girl who would be considered the prettiest, but there was something about her, that made me think about her in a new light. I know it's crazy, but I think I like her. "Hey Harry, Ron, Ginny, and Hermione," Cedric lingered on that last name. "Hey Cedric," They all said. Hermione was looking at the floor, kind of ignoring him. She couldn't be, he pushed the thought away. "Are you excited for the game? It's Ireland vs. Bulgaria," I said starting to start a conversation. "KRUM!" Ron shouted. He's my favorite on Bulgaria. But Ireland is my team. "So Cedric who are you betting on winning?"George asked. "Yeah, and would you be willing to put some money in on it?" Fred asked. Mrs. Weasley slapped them for that, "NO BETTING WILL BE DONE IN MY HOUSE!" The twins nodded, red in the face. They looked like tomatoes but that's rude to say out loud. Mr. Weasley looked at the clock, "Well time to head out, bring your bags, well be staying overnight." We all stood up. "Bye mum," The redheads said. Mrs. Weasley planted a kiss on Ginny's forehead. "Mum," she said embarrassed. Then we were off…...