DISCLAIMER. I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS, ALL OF WHICH RIGHTFULLY BELONG TO J.K ROWLING.
This is my first fan fic, so I apologise for any grammatical errors. This story takes place in the trio's 5th year, and the holidays won't be set in Grimmauld Place, but at the Burrow.
Just another typically humorous yet somewhat complicated romance story. ENJOY!
The young girl with her famous bushy brown hair was in her living room with her parents waiting for Arthur Weasley to come and take her to the Burrow for the remaining 4 weeks of summer before school starts again. She started drumming her leg with her fingers impatiently because she has no idea how Mr. Weasley will be arriving, and it might easily be something that could scare the living daylights out of her parents. She's also anxious to see the Weasley family.
Just then Hermione gets prodded in the arm by her father, "Come on Hermione, it's your turn!"
She hastily moved her knight across the chess board in direct line of her father's king. "Check" she mumbled as she averted her eyes to the front door, going back to drumming her fingers on her leg. Her father sighed as he moved his bishop to take out Hermione's knight, then moved it off the chessboard.
"Hermione what's the matter?"
"Hmm? Oh right, I'm sorry." She said brusquely, reaching out to her queen to move it diagonally towards the opposing queen, but halfway through the attack, there was a deafening roar causing Hermione and her mother both to scream, and uplift the whole chessboard sending chess pieces flying all around the room as the, once orange flames in the fireplace which were now bright emerald green, revealed a happy Arthur Weasley. He stepped over the grate brushing himself off, positively beaming around the room. Hermione smiled a big smile because she knew how much Arthur loved Muggles and Muggle artifacts.
Mr. Granger who had stood up slowly, his mouth agape, staring at Mr. Weasley, moved across the room to greet him and shake his hand, which Mr. Weasley returned by genuinely ringing Mr. Granger's hand.
"Good evening Mr. Weasley thank you fo-"
"Oh please, call me Arthur!" Mr. Weasley interrupted happily.
"Oh, er – okay, thank you for coming to get Hermione, we really appreciate you looking after her before she goes back to school for her fifth year." Mr. Granger said pleasantly, gesturing to Hermione.
"Oh it's no trouble at all really! We love having her over, it gives her more time to be with her friends before the stress of school, especially if she'll be doing her O.W.L's this year. She's always wonderful company. " Mr. Weasley finished, smiling at Hermione, who returned the smile wholeheartedly. Hermione started blushing happily. Is that how they really think of me? She felt her heart give a little flutter at this.
Mr. Granger turned around to walk up the stairs to retrieve Hermione's trunk but was quickly stopped by Mr. Weasley who insisted on getting her things. "Accio Hermione's trunk!" he said with a clear voice, and waited as Hermione's trunk zoomed down the stairs and came to a halt in front of him.
Hermione's mother then stood up and shook hands with Mr. Weasley smiling kindly before saying, "No honestly, we really do appreciate it."
Arthur then smiled and turned around to face Hermione, "Are you ready to go dear? We really must be going as Molly will have lunch waiting for us."
"Yes, I'm ready when you are." She said rather quickly from her excitement to see everyone. She turned around and gave her mother and father a really big hug and a kiss on the cheek before she almost ran to the fireplace while yelling " I love you and I'll owl you tonight!" over her shoulder. Mr. Weasley was waiting with her trunk and an extremely aggravated crookshanks, who Hermione took into her arms. With a wave and a smile to her parents, she stepped into the fire after throwing floo powder into it and shouting "the burrow!"
Having her eyes shut tight and holding onto a squirming crookshanks, she nearly forgot to open her eyes and step out of the fireplace before Mr. Weasley appeared. Just as she was stepping over the grate and on to the woolen rug, brushing soot off her jeans and black t-shirt, the whole Weasley family had thundered down the stairs running at her, but in their haste to hug her they ended up knocking her back. As she screamed while falling back into the now green flames of the fireplace Mr. Weasley had just appeared and caught her before she fell to the floor of the fireplace, sending crookshanks to spring out of her arms to the floor spitting and hissing wildly.
"Sorry Mr. Weasley!" Hermione gasped as he righted her to her feet.
"Oh no dear don't be sorry!" He then turned to face his too eager children with a stern look on his face, which could never be taken as seriously as his wife's. "You lot nearly knocked her into the fire where she could have been seriously hurt! She has only been here for 2 minutes and she's already been-" he said in a rush but was quickly cut off by Ginny who had gone pink in the face.
"We're sorry dad, we didn't mean to do that, we were just too excited to see her!" she smiled happily at her friend who returned the smile eagerly.
"Really, it's okay Mr. Weasley, I'm friends with Harry and Ron so I'm bound to have been toughened up by now."
"Yeah dad, we've taught her everything she knows," Ron said grinning to his now giggling friend.
"Ickle Ronnikins" Fred now interrupted,
"Teaching our little Hermione," George continued
"How to be all big and tough," Fred said, now smiling from ear to ear.
"Like he undoubtedly is," George said looking completely sober compared to his twin.
Fred winked at Hermione, which made her snigger, before he continued in a very serious voice. "Yeah George, we better watch out for Ron and Hermione, they might give us our comeuppance when we aren't watching! We really have to be careful what we do from now on. " He finished with a look of feigned horror on his face, which made everyone snort with laughter, making Ron flush furiously.
"That's right Frederick and George Weasley! If you're not careful we'll really give you the comeuppance you have been asking for, for a long t-time n-n-now!" at this point Hermione was too overcome with laughter that she nearly couldn't finish what she was saying, making it obvious that she wasn't being serious about what she had just said. With the whole family looking baffled while Hermione clutched her sides, gasping for air, all erupted into roars of laughter, but was quickly interrupted by a smiling Mrs. Weasley who had said a quick "Hello, Hermione dear," announced that lunch was ready, which made everyone stop laughing and practically run into the kitchen to eat. Hermione shook her head, smiling, at the thought of how much they could all eat and not put on any weight whatsoever. When she had recovered from her little fit before, she walked into the kitchen to sit at the table next to Ron who was trying to shove a whole baked potato into his mouth.
After eating two helpings of everything, everyone seemed full enough to burst. No one found the need to talk, which was fine by Hermione, as she loved to just sit there and take in her very familiar surroundings.
"Ginny could you please go help Hermione take her trunk up to your room so she can settle in, while I get these boys to help me clean the kitchen up." Mrs. Weasley said quickly, eyeing Hermione who looked ready to tell Fred off for throwing a spoonful of pudding at Ron's face.
Ginny jumped up and grabbed Hermione's hand and nearly dragged her into the living room shouting an "okay!" over her shoulder at her mother. As soon as they were out of sight Ginny turned and threw her arms around Hermione hugging her tightly, who returned the hug just as enthusiastically. Once they broke apart, they both reached down to pick up one end of the trunk and heaved it up the stairs to the landing where Ginny's bedroom door was open, and conveniently on the same landing as the bathroom. As they had set Hermione's trunk at the end of her bed, both girls started unpacking and talking about things Ginny usually liked to talk about. Things like boys, relationships and fashion, none of which has ever really fazed Hermione at all, but she never found those types of conversations able to hold her attention for long. Finally understanding what Harry meant by this being his second favourite home, after Hogwarts of course, Hermione was just finally happy to be back to at the Burrow with her second favorite family.
So that's the first chapter, I know it's not much but I hope you all enjoyed it, the second chapter is well underway and will be posted up ASAP.
Please review, all constructive criticism would be fantastic too!
