Important: Okay, before you start, I need to let you all know that this was requested, and in order for me to be true to my word, I tried to get this up as fast as possible. She wanted this to be a Fremione pairing, and if you don't like that, you can certainly leave right now, but no hard feelings, yeah? And before you get all confused, I'd like to give a fair warning that this fic takes place just a little before Harry gets taken to Grimmauld Place.
So Abii, here's your long awaited Fremione fic :)
Chapter 1
A Summer Day
Hermione Granger was sitting with Ginny Weasley in their room at number 12 Grimmauld Place. Now, before you protest that there is no such address, I can assure you that there is. And I can assure you that it is no place for Muggles (non-magical folk). Now, when I say non-magical folk, I mean non-magical. And Hermione Granger, with her bushy brown hair and bossy attitude, is a witch. And so is Ginny Weasley, the youngest of six siblings, and the baby in her family. Now, Hermione Granger, you must all know, is only one third of what they call the 'Golden Trio'. Ron Weasley, the second youngest of the Weasley clan, is another third of it. And the last third? Well, that's where the story starts, doesn't it?
Now, I'm sure we all know who the Boy Who Lived, or, commonly known as, Harry Potter, is. And at this point of the story, well, he wasn't exactly where Hermione and Ron were. In fact, he was in a whole different place. To be exact, on this very day that this story starts, Hermione Granger was reading one of her textbooks, as was usual with her, Ginny was writing a letter, Ron was off somewhere else in the house, and Harry Potter was lying flat on his back in a flowerbed outside number four Privet Drive.
"Hermione, Ginny, you might want to come down to hear this." Molly Weasley whispered from their doorway.
Both Hermione and Ginny looked up from their occupation. The reason they all had to whisper in number 12 Grimmauld Place was because of Mrs Black, Sirius's mother, hanging in the hall, and any slightest noise would get her temper flaring, and Merlin, was it nasty. Molly Weasley walked further up the stairs to gather the rest of the Weasley's. Hermione and Ginny both set down their things and walked downstairs on tip-toe.
"What do you think they want us to hear?" Ginny whispered.
"I don't know, but what ever it is, I hope it's good news." Hermione whispered back.
"Do you think it's anything about the Order?"
There was silence for a moment as they reached the hall.
"No," Hermione finally whispered. "We're not of age yet."
"Fred and George are of age, and yet, they're not in the Order."
"That's because Mrs Weasley doesn't want them in danger."
"True..."
They reached the kitchen, where a few members of the Order of the Phoenix was standing. One or two were pacing anxiously. One of these members just so happened to be one Remus Lupin.
"Professor Lupin?" Hermione asked quietly.
He seemed to come out of his trance and looked at her.
"We, that is to say, Ginny and I, were wondering what you's wanted us to hear."
"I'm sure Arthur will be telling us soon. He just went upstairs in a hurry, said something about the Improper Use of Magic Office and writing a letter."
"Oh."
Hermione and Ginny sat down in one of the spare chairs available and waited for the rest of the Weasley's to come down.
When they were all assembled; Molly Weasley, Arthur Weasley, Bill Weasley, Charlie Weasley, Fred and George Weasley, Ron, Alastor 'Mad-Eye' Moody, Remus Lupin, Nymphadora Tonks, Kingsley Shacklebolt, Elphias Doge, Dedalus Diggle, Emmeline Vince, Sturgis Podmore, Hestia Jones, Sirius Black, Hermione and Ginny, Arthur Weasley cleared his throat and all eyes turned to him.
"I have been told that Harry has been sent a letter from Mafalda Hopkirk, head of the Improper Use of Magic Office." he announced.
"What ever for?" Hermione gasped.
"For using a Patronus Charm in front of his Muggle cousin."
"A-a Patronus Charm?" Hermione faltered. "But why? Surely not to send a message. He can't do that yet!"
"I wouldn't put it past him, girl." Mad-Eye Moddy growled.
"But... The only thing you would use a Patronus Charm for is to ward off Dementors." Bill Weasley spoke up.
"That's right. We don't know for sure exactly why he did it, after all, he does know the rules about using magic." Arthur replied.
"What does the Ministry want to do?" Kingsley asked.
"At first, they wanted to expel him from Hogwarts, snap his wand and wants him to attend a hearing on the twelfth of August at 9 a.m."
"Bloody hell." Ron swore.
"Ronald Weasley! I have brought you up better than that!" Molly scolded.
"Sorry." he muttered.
"I just sent Harry a letter telling him that Dumbledore is at the Ministry, and he's not to go anywhere and not to use any more magic, and not to surrender his wand."
"If the Ministry finds out what you've done, you'll be in some serious trouble, Dad." Charlie said.
"I know." Arthur said grimly.
"We like what you've done!" Fred and George chimed in.
"Of course you would." Hermione said, rolling her eyes.
When everyone had turned their attention back to Arthur, Hermione was sure one twin had winked at her.
"I'm sure Dumbledore would manage to sort this out." Tonks finally said.
There was a moment of silence, a silence in which they could hear the front door opening and closing. Footsteps walking towards the kitchen. Everyone looked at each other, tense. Hermione caught a twin's gaze, a twin she was sure was Fred. He lifted a brow slightly, as if to ask 'you feeling okay?'. That was when she noticed she was trembling and she swiftly averted her eyes to look at the kitchen door. It creaked open, and in the hall light, they could see a tall figure standing there, a familiar figure. Everyone blew out a sigh of relief.
"Dumbledore!" Fred and George greeted.
Dumbledore stepped into the kitchen and smiled grimly at everyone.
"Evening, Mr Fred and George Weasley."
"What's the news?" Sirius immediately asked.
"The Ministry has revised its decision to destroy his wand. They are still wanting him to attend the disciplinary hearing, but he is suspended from school until further notice."
Everyone gave another sigh in relief.
"Well, that's good news, right?" Ron asked doubtfully.
"It most certainly is better news than what we are getting these days." Dumbledore replies. "Dark days are ahead of us, we must not forget that. Now, we must have volunteers to pick Harry up."
"Pick Harry up?" Ginny repeated.
"Why, yes. We need an advance guard, you could say. Just in case you run into any Death Eaters out there on your journey. So, vounteers?"
Almost everyone raised their hands. Dumbledore surveyed the room.
"Unfortunately, we cannot have everybody going. I must only pick a handful, and you will be travelling by brooms."
Hermione slowly lowered her hand. She was never one for flying brooms across the Quidditch pitch at Hogwarts, never mind flying one half way across the country.
"Ginevra Weasley!" Ginny flinched at her name. "You are most certainly not going half way across the country in open air!"
"But Mum-!" she started to protest.
"No buts! Ronald, you will not be going either!"
Both Ron and Ginny glowered at their mother.
"Now, upstairs, the pair of you." she watched her two youngest children sulk away. "Hermione, dear, you might want to go as well." she added.
Hermione nodded and hurriedly walked out of the kitchen. Even though Harry was one of her best friends, she did not intend to go flying across the country to help bring him to Grimmauld Place, on a broom, no less! She found Ron and Ginny in the bedroom Hermione and Ginny shared. Both Weasley's were sitting on a bed each, glaring at the floor.
"He'll be here soon." Hermione reassured.
"Yeah, would've been better if we were one of the people bringing him." Ron sulked.
Hermione rolled her eyes and paced the room. The waiting for one of her best friends to come back to them had started.
Author's Notes
Okay, I'm pretty sure this first chapter was rubbish. That was because I was rushing it, and left out a few details, like how Hedwig was meant to peck their fingers. But I promise from now on that I'll try not to leave anything out anymore. I am still writing my other fanfics too, so keep your alerts open! As for you Abii, I hope this was at least bearable, and you can just tweet me how you thought it went, or you can leave a review, I'll be fine with any :) As for the rest of my readers, please leave a review or anything! :)