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Chapter One: Summer with the Weasley's

It was a typical summer morning for Hermione Jean Granger. She woke up to the sound of birds outside her window and the smell of breakfast, courtesy of her mother. She yawned, stretched, and slowly got up and made her way to the bathroom. She took a nice cold shower to wake her up. She always did like being alert and a cold shower always did the trick for her.

After her shower, she waltzed back into her bedroom in search for fresh clothes. When she steeped into her room, what she found was Ron's owl, Pigwideon sitting on her bed. She smiled and walked over to her bed and took the letter from Pig.

"Pig, I don't have any owl treats up here, but I can give some bacon when we go downstairs." The owl hooted in understanding and flew up and perched himself on Hermione's shoulder. He nuzzled his head into the crook of her neck, making Hermione laugh.

Hermione opened up the letter, which she knew was from Ron and smiled at its contents.

Hey, 'Mione,

It's pretty boring without you or Harry around. I was wondering if you wanted to come down for the summer and stay at the Burrow? I've already invited Harry and he said he could come. We'd love for you to be here, too. Please write back soon. We miss you a lot!

Love from,

Ron

Hermione quickly got dressed and ran down to the kitchen where her parents were sitting, sipping their coffee and reading the Muggle newspaper. Pig had flown out her window and back in through the kitchen window, settling himself on one of the kitchen chairs.

Richard and Aubrey Granger looked up with amused expressions as they saw the look of excitement in their daughter's eyes. Aubrey was the first to recover and smiled at her daughter.

"Good morning, dear. What's the excitement all about?" Mrs. Granger paid no attention to the fact that an owl was now in her kitchen, nibbling on bacon. After learning that her only daughter was a witch, she basically was used to just about anything. Aubrey looked up expectantly at Hermione, waiting for her to catch her breath.

"Mum, I know you and dad wanted to spend time with me this summer, but Ron invited me to spend the summer at the Burrow with him and Harry. Please, oh please, let me go! Besides, you guys work a lot and I barely get to see you as it is." Hermione looked pleadingly at her father, knowing he would give in before her mother.

Aubrey glanced over at Richard, who gave a small nod. Aubrey sighed in defeat. "All right, you can go. But, I want you to write to us once a week so that we know how you're doing. Is that understood?"

Hermione nodded frantically, squealed and ran up to her mother, pulling her into a bone crushing hug. "Thank you, thank you, THANK YOU! Mum, you are the best!" Aubrey chuckled and gestured to her father.

"Don't forget to thank your father, too, dear." Hermione turned to her father and hugged him as well. Then she stood up and ran back to her room to write a reply to Ron. After searching for over fifteen minutes, she finally found a bottle of ink, some parchment, and a quill. She hurriedly scribbled a reply.

Ron,

My mum and dad said it's all right. I'll hurry up and pack now and I should be there in about an hour or two. See you in a bit! I can't to see everyone,

Love,

Hermione

P.S. – Tell Fred and George that if they try ANYTHING that I will hex them into oblivion now that I am of age.

Hermione smiled at her little note and gave it to Pig, who was already waiting for her on her desk. She kissed him on the top of his head and watched him as he flew off into the sky. She finally turned to start packing when Pig was a nonexistent speck in the sky. She walked back over to her bed and made it. Then, she started gathering her clothes, books, quills, and other things and putting them in her trunk.

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Ron was just finishing his breakfast when an owl swooped into the kitchen of the Burrow. He smiled as he recognized his owl, Pig. Pig dropped the letter in front of Ron and flew up to Ron's room for some sleep. Ron quickly ripped open the letter and smiled in delight.

"Oi, Ginny! Hermione will be here soon, so can you set up your room so she can bunk there with you?" Ginny walked into the kitchen and smiled. "She's coming, then? All right, I'll go do that." Ginny ran up stairs to the second floor and quickly started fixing up her room with another bed for Hermione.

Ron walked into the living room where his mother was sitting on the couch reading a cook book. "Mum, Hermione's on her way over here. I'm sure you're excited." Molly Weasley looked up from her book and squealed in delight.

"Oh, do you think she's had breakfast yet? Maybe I should whip something up for her!" Ron put his hands on each of her shoulders and looked her in the eyes. "Mum, it's almost noon. I'm sure she's already eaten. I swear, you treat everyone as if they were your own child. Please calm down."

His mother nodded and sat back down. She picked up the cook book once again and began to flip through it. Ron chuckled to himself and went back into the kitchen, to find Harry smiling broadly at his freckled best friend.

"Harry! When did you get here? I didn't here you apparate…" Ron looked confused, but pleased nonetheless to see his friend. Harry laughed and pointed to the fire place. "Ron, I used the fireplace. Remember, I haven't gotten my license to apparate yet." Ron laughed at forgetting.

"Oh yeah. Sorry, mate. I completely forgot." Ron walked up to Harry and shook his hand. "Good to have you back, nonetheless. Hermione should be here soon." Harry smiled at Ron and sat down at the kitchen table.

Just as they started chatting, the fire place glowed green and Hermione stepped through the green flames. Harry and Ron stood up and knocked her over as they hugged her tightly. "Hey, Hermione, you're here! We missed you!"

Hermione laughed and finally pried herself from their grips and stood up, brushing off soot from her Muggle clothes. Then she looked up at the boys in front of her. "So, when did Harry get here?"

Ron and Harry laughed and told her he had only arrived a few minutes prior to her. She nodded and went to drop her things off in Ginny's room. "I'll be back. I'm just going to set my things in Ginny's room. See you in a bit." Harry and Ron nodded and sat back down at the kitchen table, chatting about Quidditch and other wizard things. Hermione was only gone for about ten minutes before someone else arrived at the Burrow.

"Hello Harry. Ron." Remus Lupin walked over to the kitchen table as he greeted his former students. Well, not so former. Harry, Ron, and Hermione had no idea that he was yet again to be their Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. But he was going to tell them himself at dinner that night. Until then, he'd let them try and guess who it would be like they did every year.

"Professor! What are you doing here? We haven't seen you in ages!" Harry got up from the table and shook Remus' hand. Ron laughed and told Harry that his mother had invited Remus to stay at the Burrow now that Sirius was gone. She knew it would be difficult for him to stay at Grimmauld Place when his best friend was dead.

"Oh, ok. I can understand that. How have you been?"

"I've been all right. Well, as okay as I can be with my furry little problem." Remus chuckled, remembering when Harry's father, James, had started calling Remus' lycanthropy his 'furry little problem'. It still made him sad sometimes when he remembered his Hogwarts days with James and Sirius.

"Well, Hermione should be down in a minute. She'll be happy to see you. She'll be even happier knowing that someone as equally intelligent as herself will be staying here. Be careful, she'll have to up all night talking about S.P.E.W. or something," Ron warned. He knew from personal experience that Hermione was very dedicated to 'saving' house elves and whatnot. He felt bad for Remus, knowing that Hermione would rather talk with him than Harry and himself. But he was relieved at the same time.

"Did I just here my name?" Hermione walked into the kitchen laughing and stopped in her tracks when she saw Remus. Then she ran over to him and threw herself at him in a quick hug. "Professor! It's great to see you! We've all missed you so much!"

Remus chuckled and patted her back gently. He never thought Hermione would be THAT excited to see him, but was content nonetheless. "As have I missed you three, as well." He smiled down at her and then she pulled away, blushing madly.

Did I seriously just throw myself at a teacher? What the hell? Well, I did miss him, but still…. Hermione berated herself and then sat down at the table. Remus sat next to her and Harry and Ron sat across from them. Harry was still amused at Hermione's reaction. He knew full well that Hermione harbored feelings for the young werewolf, even if she hadn't realized it herself.

"Well, mum will start cooking soon. It's nearly time for dinner." Ron was just about to call his mother when Mrs. Weasley bustled into the kitchen, humming.

"All right, I'm going to get dinner ready. Oh, Remus, you're here! Welcome, dear. The room you'll be staying in is across from Ginny. I'd offer you Percy's room, but, well, you know how he likes his privacy." Remus nodded and headed off to put his things into his new room. While he was gone, Harry, Hermione, and Ron started talking about who the new DADA teacher would be, just as Remus had known they would. Molly, however, started making dinner.