Author's Note: Hey all! This is the first chapter of my new story Uncontrolled Dreams! For those who are new here, This story is a sequel to my other fic Uncontrolled Thoughts but you should be able to read it without reading the first one. It's a Hermione/Ginny story and I have no idea how it's going to turn out but I hope you all like it. This fic is based in the fourth year and is a couple of months into their relationship (that started at the end of the first fic I wrote). Somewhat non-canon, rated T for now as long as I don't get too ahead of myself... Anyway, It might take me a few chapters to get into the swing of things seeing as I haven't written anything for a while.

Dedicated to: Anotonia23, Fumes43, tmonkey, SoulAstray, LauraFlowi and GinnysbestM8 who were either frequent reviewers of Uncontrolled Thoughts or asked me for a sequel.

Disclaimer: I do not and never will ever own the immortal series that is the Harry Potter series. All rights and characters are J.K's

*Hermione's POV*

"Hermione dear, are you packed? I have the floo powder ready" Her mother shouted from the living room. Hermione Granger, the brightest witch of her age just rolled her eyes with a smile as she slipped her wand into her back pocket and surveyed the contents of her suitcase one last time. Nodding, she grinned and closed the lid tightly.

"Yes, Mum" She yelled downstairs and she grinned as she realised that she was heading off to The Burrow. She made her way downstairs and hugged her parents goodbye. With tears in their eyes and proud smiles on their faces, they wished her luck and asked her if she'd be staying at Hogwarts for christmas.

"I might be, Mum, but I don't know. I'll owl you, okay?" She smiled and waved goodbye before taking a handful of the emerald green powder, saying clearly "THE BURROW" and throwing it into the flames of the rustic fireplace. Hermione passed grate after grate, the journey taking several seconds before she slid out of the fireplace at The Weasley Residence. She looked around silently, taking in everything and grinning, feeling entirely at home

"FRED AND GEORGE WEASLEY WHAT HAVE I TOLD YOU ABOUT-" Molly came thundering around the corner, obviously expecting the racket to have come from The Twins and was mightily surprised to see Hermione standing in the middle of her living room

"Hermione dear, you're an hour early" Mrs Weasley smiled and hugged the apologising girl who promptly dropped her suitcase and hugged back. "You look a little peaky, dear, but we'll soon have that sorted out" Molly grinned and patted her affectionately on the cheek "Up you go dear, you know where Ginny's room is an I suspect that you two will want to catch up. She's asleep at the moment so be careful" Mrs Weasley smiled and walked out, leaving Hermione to herself. A grin stole itself across her face as she thought of the redhead. She raced upstairs with her suitcase and tiptoed in, not wanting to disturb her young girlfriend. Dipositing her things on the floor of the room, she closed the door gently and took off her shoes quietly. Hermione approached the bed and smiled as she saw Ginny lying fast asleep on her side. Gently, Hermione lifted the covers and slid into bed next to the redhead, kissing her neck and Wrapping an arm protectively around the girl. Ginny arched her back into Hermione unconciously and turned over in her sleep, cuddling up the brunette and opening her eyes sleepily

"Hermione?" She asked, and placed a hand on her neck. "Am I dreaming?" She asked quietly. Hermione smiled and kissed the redhead gently on the lips

"No, Gin, I'm here" She pushed fiery strands from the younger girl's face and smiled. She was with Ginny and everything was amazing.

Because I'm mean, I'm leaving it there. I need to write an essay about the Republican debate in Australia for History because it's due in 9 days, but I'll update again soon, I hope :)

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Glad to be back, ~Perita-BrightEyes~