A/N: Well, here it is... my first fan fic. I've always wondered about this idea, and it might take a while to unfold into everything it should be, but I hope it's not too boring. The chapters are all pretty short... and I really hope I didn't slaughter the characters when I chose to write about them. ; Anyhow, R&R

Oh, and I'd like to mention that these characters do not belong to me, as well as some of the settings and phrases... so don't take legal actions on my arse for ripping of JKR's stuff!

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With one last group laugh everyone quieted as Ron walked into the Burrow's common room alone, and sulking.

Hermione's expression quickly darkened to match Ron's. Ginny met Ron a few steps inside the door and patted his arm comfortingly and made a few small tutting noises.

The twins exchanged a rare serious look before George broke the silence.

"No Harry?"

Ron shook his head, looking pale.

"Those muggles... they're horrible..."

"What happened?" Ginny asked, still patting his arm and looking concerned.

"Kicked me out on my bum and told me not to come back until next summer... and I thought they were supposed to be my family."

Everyone, except Ron, who was already facing the doorway into the kitchen spun around quickly at the sound of Harry's voice.

"Harry!" Hermione squealed, launching herself at him from her spot on the floor.
He caught her in his arms and hugged her, laughing.

Ginny vaulted across the room and hugged Harry too, who grinned bashfully, as did Ginny when she realized she was, in fact, touching him and jumped back, stumbling over her own feet.

Normally this was the point where she turn and fled to her room, bright faced and feeling like a fool, but Fred and George intercepted her and forced her to sit back down on the couch.

Everyone in the room grinned knowingly as the twins turned to Harry, and solemnly walked to him.

"Well ol' bloke, we recon that this time in your life is very trying and hard," Fred started.

"And we just want you to know," George added, full of mock seriousness.

"That if you ever need to talk or a place to stay," Fred said, his grin masked behind years of experience.

"We're here for you mate... us, the family, and Hermione." George finished.

"Erm, thanks Fred, George." Harry said, a small smile on his face. Hermione had moved away from him now, watching the twins as they gave Harry a short lecture about how to overcome this troubled time in his life.

Once the twins finished their sermon they both knocked the wind out of Harry as they bear hugged him. Finally setting the breathless Harry back on the floor they grinned.

"Have a nice trip then?" George asked, following his brother back to their spots on the other end of Ginny's couch.

"Yeah, it was brilliant." Harry grinned at Ron who grinned back.

Harry sat in one of the armchairs, looking happily around at all of them. They all knew he was thinking about how he was where he belonged now and they felt the same way, having Harry at the Burrow seemed to complete things.

"That house down the road is finished and a muggle moving van is there right now, want to go find out what kind of people our new neighbors are?" Ron asked, still standing.

Everyone exchanged looks, and then Hermione shrugged, leaving her book opened to her page. "Yes, let's do that, I could go for a walk right now."

Fred and George shook their heads. "No thanks Ronnykins, we don't have much interest in watching a bunch of muggles... we'll stay here."

Harry was already up, and ready to go.

They all looked at Ginny, whose face was still bright red. "I think I'll stay as well." She muttered.

"Alright, see you later then." Harry said to no one in particular as the three of them left.