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~Chapter 1. The Arrival~
Ah, the summer. It came and it went as quickly as a happy childhood, filled with happy memories. The sun had risen, the sun had set, all was right with the world. And now-
Whoa. That was creepy. Anyway, my name is Hermione T. Granger-Weasley. I'll tell you the real story. You don't want to hear it from some hand-me- down author that can't get 2 pennies to make his rent. And he wasn't even there.
I resent that. Before I was so rudely interrupted, I was-
Ok, go bother someone else, I have a story to tell now. As I was saying, I'll tell you the real story, which isn't always as picture perfect as things as I wanted it to be. Well, most things worth something you have to work for. That's just what I did. Come with me, and I'll bring you into my past, and the summer that did change my life forever.
*** "Hermione!"
"Yes, Mom?"
"Come on, you're going to be late to the Weasley's!"
"Did you know you can call it the Burrow?"
"The Weasley's house, the Burrow, whatever you want to call it. You're going to be late!"
"I said, I'm coming!"
"Well I don't see you, Sweetie."
I double-checked I had everything packed neatly into my trunk and snapped the lid shut. "Dad? Can you come help me move this monstrosity of a trunk?"
"Sure, Hun," he answered, appearing in my doorway. He picked up one side and I picked up the other and somehow we made it down the stairs and hoisted it into the car with great difficulty, but it got there nonetheless. "What did you pack? The whole library?"
I stuck my tongue out at him before answering, "No, just what fit in my trunk." We all hopped into the car, buckled our seatbelts and my Mom booked it out of the driveway and sped up the street. She hates being late, to say the least. We did eventually get there and even all in one piece.
As I got out of the car I was bombarbed with a mane of red hair in my face when Ginny squealed, "You're here!"
"Yes, that is what it looks like, huh?"
"You're so not gonna believe this, but I'm gonna tell you later."
"Ok, wanna help me out with me trunk in the meantime?"
"Sure," she said, and smiled deviously. "Fred! George! Get your butts over here and get Hermione's trunk!"
"Thanks Ginny, that really helped." The amazing thing was it did help. I didn't expect them to listen, but they came strolling over and lifted my trunk like it was a feather. "How did you two get so strong?" I inquired, and looking their muscles over. I liked what I saw. Since when did they get so hot? But they both shrugged(to my first question) and carried my trunk into the house.
Ginny and I looked at each other and said, "Quidditch training."
"Well I guess we should head on into the house now. My family will be so happy to see you. Oh, and Harry's here."
Oh, and Harry's here? That didn't sound like a Ginny comment to me. Oh my God, Harry is here! That would be a Ginny comment. I think she's getting over him. Well done, Ginny. "I have to say goodbye to my parents first." I walked over to my Mom and Dad and said, "I love you," and gave them both a kiss.
"Have fun, Kiddo."
"And make sure you don't work too hard." It was almost funny. My parents tell me that all the time and Mrs. Weasley practically has to beg Ron to promise to do his homework. And he probably will still ask me the answers even though this will be our last year. Yep, my final seventh year of Hogwarts will be starting in one month.
"See you in June."
"Bye."
"Bye." And then I turned to Ginny when they had driven off and said, "So what did you want to tell me?"
"Guess."
"Give me a hint? A little hint?" I pleaded. We started walking towards the Burrow, which wasn't a very long walk. I didn't have all day to guess.
"It has to do with a certain ex-boyfriend of yours."
"Ron?" Last year, I had tried to go out with Ron. Things just didn't work out for us and we haven't talked since, mainly because we broke up on the ride home on the Hogwarts Express. My, my. This shall be an interesting and awkward conversation with him once I get inside.
"You guessed it. He still likes you, but you didn't hear that from me."
"He told you?" Ginny shook her head, but I think she did figure it out on her own. Ron was a pretty readable person. I know, because when he looks guilty, well, that wasn't such a good situation for me. But we had to stop talking, as we had been outside for awhile and people will start to wonder.
"Hermione!" That's all I heard when Harry practically jumped into my arms.
All I managed to squeak out was, "Can't.breathe."
"Oh, sorry. But I have good news. I'm out of that blasted Privet Drive forever!"
"That's great!" And I smiled at him.
"Hermione, my dear, come here. Oh, you look so much older." I received a bone-crushing Mrs. Weasley hug but I didn't mind. She was my mum away from mum. Or something like that.
Before I knew it, Fred and George decided to give me a hug too. "Awwww. Thanks, you guys, that was sweet."
"Well, we aim to please." Fred commented before saying, "Ok, call us when there's food," and disappeared with George upstairs.
Percy came over and said, "Well I suppose I should hug you too? Everyone else is doing it." He opened his arms and gave me a hug. Well, it was more than just a hug to me. I guess I completely got lost in his arms. But it only lasted for a second. "I must get back. Summon me for dinner when it's ready please." And he Apparated away.
The only person left was Ron. Mr. Weasley hadn't gotten home, and Charlie and Bill had too much to do this summer. Not that they would've hugged me, but I would have given anything to prolong this moment. "Hi." Everyone had left Ron and I standing there, probably so we could 'sort things out'. I wish we could, but after what Ginny told me, I don't know.
"Hey," he said nervously.
"Before you say anything, I want to make sure we're friends."
"We are."
"Ok. Thanks, Ron. Well, I have some catching up to do with Ginny." I fled upstairs before he could say anything else. I really didn't want to hear it right now.
This summer was already showing the signs to make it one eventful summer. I just didn't know how eventful it was going to be.
~Chapter 1. The Arrival~
Ah, the summer. It came and it went as quickly as a happy childhood, filled with happy memories. The sun had risen, the sun had set, all was right with the world. And now-
Whoa. That was creepy. Anyway, my name is Hermione T. Granger-Weasley. I'll tell you the real story. You don't want to hear it from some hand-me- down author that can't get 2 pennies to make his rent. And he wasn't even there.
I resent that. Before I was so rudely interrupted, I was-
Ok, go bother someone else, I have a story to tell now. As I was saying, I'll tell you the real story, which isn't always as picture perfect as things as I wanted it to be. Well, most things worth something you have to work for. That's just what I did. Come with me, and I'll bring you into my past, and the summer that did change my life forever.
*** "Hermione!"
"Yes, Mom?"
"Come on, you're going to be late to the Weasley's!"
"Did you know you can call it the Burrow?"
"The Weasley's house, the Burrow, whatever you want to call it. You're going to be late!"
"I said, I'm coming!"
"Well I don't see you, Sweetie."
I double-checked I had everything packed neatly into my trunk and snapped the lid shut. "Dad? Can you come help me move this monstrosity of a trunk?"
"Sure, Hun," he answered, appearing in my doorway. He picked up one side and I picked up the other and somehow we made it down the stairs and hoisted it into the car with great difficulty, but it got there nonetheless. "What did you pack? The whole library?"
I stuck my tongue out at him before answering, "No, just what fit in my trunk." We all hopped into the car, buckled our seatbelts and my Mom booked it out of the driveway and sped up the street. She hates being late, to say the least. We did eventually get there and even all in one piece.
As I got out of the car I was bombarbed with a mane of red hair in my face when Ginny squealed, "You're here!"
"Yes, that is what it looks like, huh?"
"You're so not gonna believe this, but I'm gonna tell you later."
"Ok, wanna help me out with me trunk in the meantime?"
"Sure," she said, and smiled deviously. "Fred! George! Get your butts over here and get Hermione's trunk!"
"Thanks Ginny, that really helped." The amazing thing was it did help. I didn't expect them to listen, but they came strolling over and lifted my trunk like it was a feather. "How did you two get so strong?" I inquired, and looking their muscles over. I liked what I saw. Since when did they get so hot? But they both shrugged(to my first question) and carried my trunk into the house.
Ginny and I looked at each other and said, "Quidditch training."
"Well I guess we should head on into the house now. My family will be so happy to see you. Oh, and Harry's here."
Oh, and Harry's here? That didn't sound like a Ginny comment to me. Oh my God, Harry is here! That would be a Ginny comment. I think she's getting over him. Well done, Ginny. "I have to say goodbye to my parents first." I walked over to my Mom and Dad and said, "I love you," and gave them both a kiss.
"Have fun, Kiddo."
"And make sure you don't work too hard." It was almost funny. My parents tell me that all the time and Mrs. Weasley practically has to beg Ron to promise to do his homework. And he probably will still ask me the answers even though this will be our last year. Yep, my final seventh year of Hogwarts will be starting in one month.
"See you in June."
"Bye."
"Bye." And then I turned to Ginny when they had driven off and said, "So what did you want to tell me?"
"Guess."
"Give me a hint? A little hint?" I pleaded. We started walking towards the Burrow, which wasn't a very long walk. I didn't have all day to guess.
"It has to do with a certain ex-boyfriend of yours."
"Ron?" Last year, I had tried to go out with Ron. Things just didn't work out for us and we haven't talked since, mainly because we broke up on the ride home on the Hogwarts Express. My, my. This shall be an interesting and awkward conversation with him once I get inside.
"You guessed it. He still likes you, but you didn't hear that from me."
"He told you?" Ginny shook her head, but I think she did figure it out on her own. Ron was a pretty readable person. I know, because when he looks guilty, well, that wasn't such a good situation for me. But we had to stop talking, as we had been outside for awhile and people will start to wonder.
"Hermione!" That's all I heard when Harry practically jumped into my arms.
All I managed to squeak out was, "Can't.breathe."
"Oh, sorry. But I have good news. I'm out of that blasted Privet Drive forever!"
"That's great!" And I smiled at him.
"Hermione, my dear, come here. Oh, you look so much older." I received a bone-crushing Mrs. Weasley hug but I didn't mind. She was my mum away from mum. Or something like that.
Before I knew it, Fred and George decided to give me a hug too. "Awwww. Thanks, you guys, that was sweet."
"Well, we aim to please." Fred commented before saying, "Ok, call us when there's food," and disappeared with George upstairs.
Percy came over and said, "Well I suppose I should hug you too? Everyone else is doing it." He opened his arms and gave me a hug. Well, it was more than just a hug to me. I guess I completely got lost in his arms. But it only lasted for a second. "I must get back. Summon me for dinner when it's ready please." And he Apparated away.
The only person left was Ron. Mr. Weasley hadn't gotten home, and Charlie and Bill had too much to do this summer. Not that they would've hugged me, but I would have given anything to prolong this moment. "Hi." Everyone had left Ron and I standing there, probably so we could 'sort things out'. I wish we could, but after what Ginny told me, I don't know.
"Hey," he said nervously.
"Before you say anything, I want to make sure we're friends."
"We are."
"Ok. Thanks, Ron. Well, I have some catching up to do with Ginny." I fled upstairs before he could say anything else. I really didn't want to hear it right now.
This summer was already showing the signs to make it one eventful summer. I just didn't know how eventful it was going to be.
