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Disclaimer: I don't know Hermione, Harry, Fred or any other character from J. 's work. I don't own any of them. I don't mean to cause harm, confusion or headaches. If either of the characters this story is about would like discuss future works, you know how to get in touch with me. Also, please don't sue me…I don't do well in jail and I have no money. Enjoy!
Hermione made her way down the Burrow's numerous floors, just in time for the first guests to arrive. When she reached the bottom she was surprised. It didn't look like it had merely 2 hours ago, and she knew the one responsible was the one and only Molly Weasley.
Hermione greeted the couple that had just walked in and introduced herself. They in turn introduced themselves as, Margret, and Paul Weasley. Ah, I should have known given the red hair, she laughed at herself. "Well, it's great to meet you, maybe I'll see you later?" she asked smiling.
"I sure hope so, you seem very nice." Margret Weasley replied. The young couple walked passed Hermione, to go outside where the majority of the party was to be held.
"Mrs. Weasley, need any help?" she asked as a frustrated Molly whisked past her and into the kitchen.
"Yes, dear! That would be wonderful." Mrs. Weasley called from the kitchen. "Here do you mind just cutting the vegetables up and putting them into the salad?"
"Not at all, you need to go get ready, the first guest have just arrived." Hermione stated as she cut the carrots.
"Oh… Oh, my! I do, you're right. I'll be right back," She sounded surprised, "while I'm gone can you make sure the bread doesn't burn?"
"I got it all under control Mrs. Weasley, you just go and finish getting ready," and with that Hermione was left alone in the kitchen to tend over the food. The last of the vegetables had been chopped and the bread was done, so she went to take it out whistling nothing in particular.
"Hey, Mione." A familiar voice spoke. Hermione jumped scared because of the little world she had just been living in, and not paying attention to her surroundings.
"Merlin Harry!" she said laughing, because she was scared she had thrown a piece of bread at him and now there were bread crumbs in his hair and on his shirt.
"What did I do to deserve this?" he asked raising and eyebrow and picking the crumbs off of his blue shirt.
"Oh, you know the usual," she snickered, "here let me help you." She reached up to brush the bread off his head. Once he was all bread crumb free Mrs. Weasley came in.
"Harry, carry this out and put it on the table, I'm sure Arthur finished setting everything up."
"Yes ma'am." Harry winked at Hermione causing her to be the one to raise an eyebrow.
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It wasn't until the party was over and the remaining people left, Ron, Harry, and Fred cleaning up the chairs and tables and Hermione, Ginny, and Luna cleaning up the food that quietness finally fell upon the burrow. The small chirps of the crickets and clattering of dishes was all that could be heard. Wow, I think I forgot what this feels like, Hermione thought. She turned around and tilted her head up to look at the bright stars twinkling in the crisp night sky. A flood of cool air tickling at her face. Inhaling and exhaling slowly, Hermione just wanted time to freeze. She opened her eyes and saw the half moon glistening down on her. It wasn't until Ginny asked her if she was going to be coming in anytime soon, that she realized that everything had been cleared away and everyone was tucked away inside. No, I'll stay out here all night, anything to enjoy this! But instead of saying that she replied with a small, "I'll be in, in a second." With one last breathe she head for inside.
He had been watching her from the kitchen window and he just couldn't get over of unbelievably beautiful she was. The wind tossing her curls behind her, eyes closed tightly. He sighed knowing that he would never have a chance with the Brightest Witch of their time. Continuing on with the dishes he pretended he didn't know she was even coming in the Burrow. Out in the sitting room he could hear everyone talking about their plans for the week, when Ginny called for him.
Grimacing, he went to join the group.