Hello folks and welcome to my very first fanfic, re-written and remixed! !

This is mainly a Ron/Hermione story with other relationships in between. This is kinda a retelling of the series in missing moments and also retelling of events that actually did happen in the books. Some of the relationships are different. The only canon ones are Ron and that horrible fling he had with Lavender, and of course him and Hermione. If you're looking for a Harry/Ginny fic be warned: this is not it. Not even close.

This story will be done in first person narrative and several POV's but mostly Ron and Hermione's. Its rated M for a reason. Mainly because Ron and Ginny have very vulgar mouths and some lemony sprinkled fluff in later chapters.

Oh yeah. Queen Rowling owns everything. I just like to borrow Ron Weasley on the weekends.


Chapter 1: The Hogwarts Express

Ron's POV

"Ronald Weasley hurry up before you miss your seat on the train!" screamed my mum as we pushed our carts in the crowded train station on the way to Hogwarts Express. Yeah mum screaming my name as loudly as she could wasn't even remotely embarrassing. Wonder what else can happen even before I started my 1st year.

Oh wait I'm getting ahead of myself. I'm Ron Weasley. 11 years old. The youngest boy and next to the youngest child in a family of 9 red headed witches and wizards. Yes that's a lot of ginger to go around isn't it? And I apparently have a lot to live up to being the last boy. Bill the oldest is a codebreaker, Charlie tames dragons in Romania(Mum tells me that I better never get such a silly idea in my head she is always treating me like I'm a baby), Percy is in his 5th year and is a prefect (as well as a right foul git at times)/ the twins Fred and George are in their 3 year (surprisingly) and Ginny, the only girl, is starting next year she's the youngest. And then there's me. Nothing too special I must say. I'm scrawny, tall, long nosed, and so many freckles I might as well be a map. You could probably plot about 5 constellations on my arm alone.

As we approached Platform 9 ¾, a boy with black messy hair asks my mother how to get on (he must have overheard her when she mentioned the word muggle). As she told him, I thought how maybe it wouldn't work for me. Maybe I'll just crash because I'm not good enough to even get on the bloody platform. But as my turn comes and I run with my eyes closed towards the wall, I continued to run and almost crashed into some ultra blonde git that seemed like the type to have a serious attitude. I give a quick sorry and he nastily looked me up and down, like I threw up on his new robes or something, then boards the train. I shrugged it off, said goodbyes to Mum and Ginny, and boarded the train.

I shouldn't have gotten on so late because it seemed everywhere was full. Percy had to go to the prefects cabin (like I'd sit with him anyways. I loved him, but he was boring and stuffy) and the twins had already chased down their best friend Lee Jordan and found somewhere to sit with a group of girls I didn't know, so I was left to look for a seat on my own.

As I passed by cabins I spotted the boy that my mum was talking to. He is sitting alone, gazing out the window like he was amazed at what was going on. I took a deep breath and open the door.

"Excuse me, do you mind? Everyone else is full" I said. I try not to sound nervous, but living at the Burrow I really didn't get the chance to interact with other children other than family.

"No not at all. Sit down." said the boy cheerfully.

I sat on the seat across from him and introduced myself. He tells me that his name is Harry Potter and I'm amazed and start to yammer like a prat.

"THE Harry Potter?! Wow! I didn't know you were coming to Hogwarts! This is amazing!"

The boy (IT'S HARRY BLOODY POTTER) shrugged and let out a laugh and says "I didn't know either. I didn't even know I was a wizard. Or even famous. Kind of overwhelming really."

I start to calm down at those words. I see that although he is famous he seems pretty laid back and nervous. You would think that the boy who took down You Know Who as a baby would be pompous. He didn't even know about himself.

"So do you really have the scar?" I asked him.

"Oh this old thing?" he joked as he lifted his messy hair off his forehead and shows his lightning bolt scar.

"Wicked!" I say wide eyed. Harry laughed and proceeded to tell me how he found out about himself and his parents and what happened to him as a baby. He also started to talk about how he was nervous but excited about leaving his horrible family behind for so long.

We swapped stories and jokes for a couple hours and then the twins came by and introduced themselves and played a couple rounds of exploding snap (Harry laughed so hard; he had never played before) and then they left. A while later, the sweet trolley came by. Mum packed me corned beef (I HATE corned beef) sandwiches and I didn't have much money ( have I mentioned we are dirt poor?) but Harry pulled out more galleons than I have ever seen and bought tons of sweets. He actually shared with me.

We sat there eating candies and cakes and I showed him Scabbers my (used to be Percy's) pet rat.

"Pathetic isn't he?" I asked Harry in disgust.

"Only a little" Harry says with a smile that I returned. He's alright for a famous kid.

"Fred gave me a spell to turn him yellow. Wanna see?" I asked as I pulled out my (used to be Charlie's) wand.

"Yeah let's do it" said Harry enthusiastically.

I cleared my throat and I'm about to say the incantation when up pops this girl. Actually it took me a couple seconds to realize she was a girl because at first. All I saw was hair. Lots and lots of hair. It reminded me of brown cotton candy. She looked around and asked if any of us have seen a toad. Some kid named Neville apparently lost his pet. We tell her no and she saw that my wand was out and asked was I about to do a spell because she would like to see it.

I instantly get nervous. The only girls besides Ginny I've interacted with are cousins and this right rude bint that used to live near The Burrow. I threw mud at her for pushing my sister when I was 7 and Ginny was 6. Thankfully, this girl seemed a bit nicer so I said the spell, and it doesn't work. How embarrassing. I just made a fool of myself in front of a girl and Harry effing Potter.

I braced myself for the laughs I know are coming but astonishing enough, Harry only shrugs and tells me better luck next time and the girl gives me a smile and tells me how while it doesn't sound like a real spell she is sure there is one out there that will turn him yellow. I gave her a small smile and as she proceeds to demonstrate that she knows some spells and repairs Harry's broken glasses. I sat back and studied her.

As I said before she had very big and bushy dark brown hair that seemed to curl and form a big helmet of hair around her head. But it didn't look messy. It actually looked very nice. I was tempted to tug at a curl. I start to look at her face. She had these deep eyes that were the same color as the dark edition of chocolate frogs. She had smooth looking skin the color of wheat, maybe a couple shades darker. Her front teeth were kind of big, but it didn't really matter to me. She was the most beautiful girl I've ever seen.

Now I know what you're thinking. Mate, you're only 11. You shouldn't be thinking about liking girls. Muggles say that girls have cooties. If they really knew what cooties were in the wizarding world they would actually stay glued to a girl because they are actually very cute. Deadly but cute. But I like what I like and this girl with her looks alone seemed like someone I would REALLY like.

"My name is Hermione Granger and I'm a muggleborn. I was so excited when I got my Hogwarts letter. I had no idea I was a witch and neither did my parents we were so surprised. I'm honored that they allowed me to come. I've read some books on Hogwarts already as well as other things and...oh I'm sorry. I talk fast when I'm nervous. What are your names?" the girl seemed to say all of this in one breath. It was cute.

"Ron Weasley pleasure to meet you. I'm a pureblood but my family isn't like a lot of these pureblood families that act like they are better than others and only stay around other purebloods. We like everyone" I say with a grin on my face as I offer her my hand to shake. Hermione laughed as she shook my hand, and then shook Harry's as he introduced himself and proceeds to tell her he's a half blood and likes everybody too.


Hermione's POV

I won't lie. I was so scared about my first trip to Hogwarts. Back at home I wasn't at all what you would consider popular in a good way. Kids used to tease me about my hair, the fact that I knew answers to questions and that in loved to read, and even some very mean children would make fun of the color of my skin. I always knew I was a bit different than them. Mummy said it was that I was more mature but I always knew it ran deeper than that.

I remember once when I was in 3rd grade and this vile girl Laurel Harper had pushed me off the swing I was sitting on because she wanted to use it. She called me a fuzzy caterpillar and told me that I looked like I rolled in dirt all day. I was so angry and upset at not only her but also myself. As I turned to her as she took the swing a raincloud started to form over her head and she ended up with her own personal downpour. That one was very hard to explain to my parents.

I'm glad that Neville (he eventually found his toad. I meant to actually help him more but I got held up) lost his pet. I wouldn't have got on with Harry and Ron. I had never sat and had a nice conversation with kids my age (although in actuality I was older; I was turning 12 in a few days and they had just turned 11 this year) without being teased or looks upon like I was a know it all or someone who was dirty. They were actually very friendly. It was great to meet someone famous like Harry, even though he didn't know much about the level of his fame,seemed to not even care which is a rarity amongst the famous. It was even greater to meet the boy with the most beautiful shade of red hair I have ever seen. Even though he seemed kind of nervous (probably thought I had cooties or something. Is that a thing in the wizarding world?) he was very nice and friendly. They even let me stay with them and tried to make me eat their sweets (my parents would have dropped dead at the sight. They are dentists and don't allow me to eat a lot of sugary snacks) but I nicely declined.

We had arrived at Hogsmeade Station where the largest man I had ever seen was directing us to these boats. There was only room for four people to a boat so Ron helped me into the boat that had him, Harry, and another boy who introduced himself as Seamus. Once we were all safely in the boats moved as if being pushed by magic across a big lake.

And then I saw it. Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft and Wizardry. It was the most beautiful building I had ever seen in my life. A castle. I only thought that kings and queens lived in castles. I looked at the boys. Both Harry and Ron looked just as awestruck as I did. Ron mouthed the word "wicked" and Harry looked like he just couldn't take everything in at once.

As we got to the entrance we were led up a massive staircase where the witch that brought me my Hogwarts letter, Professor McGonagall smiled at all of us. She began to tell us about the sorting hat and the houses we were being sorted into. I had heard that Ravenclaw was for the ones that were very smart and while it seemed like that was where I needed to be I felt that Gryffindor was more suited for me although I couldn't figure out why. She proceeded through the big double doors in front of us and told us to remain there as she was going to see if everything was ready. When the doors closed whispers started. Some were nervous, some were excited. One whisper came from a boy with very blonde hair that he heard Harry Potter was here.

The boy stepped in front of Harry and introduced himself as Draco Malfoy. Ron sniggered a little. Instantly the boy turned his eyes onto Ron and looked at him like he ate something foul.

"Think my name's funny do you? No need to ask yours. My father told me all about your kind. Red hair, hand me downs, and note kids than your parents can afford." said Malfoy as if Ron was beneath him.

Ron stared at Malfoy as if he was going to hit him. Without any thought of it I grabbed his arm and tried to subtly pull him back

" And who is this Weasley your girlfriend? I say girl you have set your standards entirely too low" said Malfoy as his friends approached him. If looks could kill Malfoy would have been 6 feet under because Ron was now staring at him like he was ready to fight.

"Jealous, Malfoy? I would think someone with such a dashing personality as yours wouldn't have any trouble getting a girl" said Harry, sensing that Ron needed someone to step in before he got in trouble. Everyone started to laugh and Malfoy turned red as he leered at the three of us and was about to say something else probably foul when Professor McGonagall tapped him on the shoulder as she told us that everything was ready.

As the doors opened I looked at Ron and he mouthed the word "thanks" to Harry and gave me a small smile. Both Harry and I smiled back and we proceeded to walk into the Great Hall.

We walked between students sitting at two long tables. There were two other long tables on the other sides. As I looked up at the ceiling I absentmindedly told Harry what I had read about it.

We approached a bench with a tatty old brown hat on it. The Sorting Hat. I stiffened and seeing as Ron was right next to me he must have felt it because he whispered in my ear "relax it's gonna be okay" even though he looked just as nervous as I felt. As Professor

McGonagall read off the names of first years and the hat shouted out house they ended up in (Susan Bones, Hufflepuff!) I started doubting myself. What if I was rubbish? What if I failed everything (Lavender Brown, Gryffindor!) ? What if no house wanted me? Would I be sent home?

"Hermione Granger" called McGonagall

Oh no. Moment of truth. I took a quick look at Harry and Ron and they smiled. I walked up and sat on the stool and Professor McGonagall placed the hat onto my head.

"Hmmm" said the hat inside of my mind. "You my dear have a brilliant mind. A thirst for knowledge that I haven't seen in decades. You are probably the brightest witch of your age. Surely you are made for Ravenclaw. But what's this I see? A strong sense of loyalty and bravery that seems unknown to you yet. You seem to have a talent that may be suited better in another house."

"I just really want to be with my friends sir." I said even though I really didn't even know if Harry and Ron were my friends. And how was the hat to even know what house they were in when I went before they did?

The hat seemed to consider one thing after another and finally said in my head. "Great things will come from you Miss Granger. And this is just the place where you will show it"

"GRYFFINDOR!" said the hat out loud. I breathed out relieved that it was over and went to join the Gryffindor table. I glanced over at the boys and mouthed "good luck" to them. As I sat down I chanted to myself "please make them Gryffindors."


Ron's POV

I stood there with Harry nervous as hell. Hermione had been sorted into Gryffindor. That shocked me as I thought she was a shoe in for Ravenclaw. But it also gave me a glimmer of hope because while I'm nowhere near illiterate, I knew full on that I wasn't nearly smart enough to be a Ravenclaw. So maybe I had a chance to be in the same house as Hermione and my brothers.

As the names went on (Ernie Macmillan, Hufflepuff!) I looked around the Great Hall (Draco Malfoy, Slytherin!). Thank Merlin. That prat ended up in Slytherin. At least I won't have to deal with his shit daily if I could avoid him during classes. He really had me cheesed off. Malfoy was a pureblood but he and his family are rich and hateful. They hated muggles, especially muggleborns. They feel like they are lowlifes and shouldn't be allowed to do magic. My parents taught us that everyone should be treated with respect no matter their blood, social, or financial class. To the Malfoys, we were considered blood traitors. So when Malfoy talked down to me I could just feel the fire burning inside of me. I wanted to hurt him.

"Padma Patil" "Ravenclaw" the hat said as the crowd of us 1st years started dwindling down. "Parvati Patil". I couldn't help but silently laugh at how Harry straightened up as her name was called. "Gryffindor!" the hat shouted.

That had confused me. Parvati and Padma were twins just like Fred and George. Why had they ended up in different houses I wondered. As Parvati looked at her twin I could see she was a bit sad. I hoped they would be okay.

"Harry Potter".

The whole hall fell completely silent. You could hear a pin drop.

As Harry moved I gave him a quick "good luck mate". He smiled nervously and approached the stool. McGonagall put the hat on Harry's head. The hat looked confused and for a few minutes it wasn't saying anything. The all of a sudden the hat sort of smiled and yelled out "Gryffindor!"

All of Gryffindor table cheered the loudest as Harry approached the table and sat in between Hermione and Parvati. Both girls gave him huge smiles and my brothers and Lee shook Harry's hands.

"Dean Thomas" "Gryffindor!"

I was starting to get nervous. My name was coming up very soon. I looked at the head table. Professor Dumbledore gave me a smile as if he knew me and knew me well. I've only seen him once in my life. 2 years ago when he had to escort the twins home because they were considered suspended for a week for blowing up a bathroom. Mum made them rue that day.

"Ronald Weasley".

Oh shit.

I approached the stool and sat on it. I was so nervous and was shaking so much that McGonagall had trouble putting the hat on my head.

As the hat touched my head it started talking in my mind. "Ha! Another Weasley. I know just what to do with you"

Brace yourself Ron. Good thing you didn't unpack cuz you're going home.

"Gryffindor!"


Hermione's POV

I joined the Gryffindor table in its cheers as Ron approached us and got his hair mussed by the twins and Harry shook his hand. Hr sat down next to me and I shoulder bumped him playfully. He gave me a very goofy and proud smile. I was elated. The two people that I started to get along with were in the same house as me. I almost didn't even hear the hat (Blaise Zabini, Slytherin!") anymore.

The cheering started to die down as a man with long white hair and an even longer white beard approached the podium. He announced himself at the headmaster Professor Dumbledore and proceeded to tell us to tuck in. Instantly food and drink popped out of nowhere and me and the other first years looked in awe. I had read about this in Hogwarts, A History, but seeing it before my very eyes was wonderful. Chicken, roast beef, turkey legs, salad, meat pies, and some foods I have never seen before was laid out and looking extremely delicious. I saw that after Ron (who looked like he died and went to heaven) had dived right in getting a lot of everything. Harry looked just as amazed as I did and started filling his plate as well. I got my share of food and bit into the chicken. It was simply divine. The best chicken I've ever tasted. Even better than Mummy's (I would never tell her) back at home.

Parvati Patil and Harry had started up a conversation with me. Ron was looking like he didn't know what to say so I turned from them and started talking to him to try to include him. Soon enough all 4 of us were laughing and joking around. As dessert came and went Professor Dumbledore once again approached the podium and the room had gotten quiet. He proceeded to tell us rules and regulations which I listened to attentively. I did not want to ruin my chances. I did not want to end up in trouble and have to leave all these new people and this exciting world. When announcements were done he dismissed us to our dormitories. We were being told to follow a red headed boy named Percy. Ron told me he was one of his older brothers. I aspired to be a prefect someday and I told Ron this.

"As long as you're nothing like Percy you will be just fine" he said with a smile.

Percy led us up some stairs that seemed to move this way and that and through a long corridor. We soon approached a huge portrait of a rather heavy set lady. She asked Percy for a password ("caput draconis" said Percy. "You lot do well to remember that. It's the only way you'll get into Gryffindor") and we were led inside.

Gryffindor common room was cozy and warm. Red and gold were everywhere. There was a big couch, loveseat, and chair in front of a huge inviting fireplace. There were tables along the walls, a notice board, sitting cushions, and a notice board with lots of notes attached to it. I instantly felt at home.

"Girls dormitories are up the stairs to your left" said Percy. "Boys, the same on your right. Your things have already been brought up. Curfew to the tower is at 9. Do not be late or you will cause us to lose house points and may even earn yourself a detention. Tomorrow is a busy day. I'd advise you lot to get some sleep." said Percy and with that he went up the stairs to the right.

As everybody went their ways me, Ron, and Harry looked at each other. Actually Harry watched Parvati follow the girl that was called Lavender Brown up the stairs to the girls dormitories. It was very amusing to watch. Ron must have thought so too because he gave a big laugh and called Harry a lover boy and told him it's time for bed. Harry gave Ron a fake scowl, told me goodnight, and went up to the boys dorms.

"So," said Ron. "Isn't this great that we all ended up in Gryffindor? I thought that I was done for"

I laughed at him. "I'm glad we ended up in the same house too. I really hope we can all be friends. I never had proper friends before."

"Well, you have them now" said Ron as he took my hand and shook it.

"You better be off. Classes start tomorrow you know"

"Why yes mamn !" laughed Ron as he bowed to me. He then bid me goodnight and took off up the stairs.

I proceeded to go to room ,which I discovered I shared with Lavender and Parvati. Parvati smiled at me and asked me if I wanted the bed that was nearest to the window and I said yes. Lavender gave me a smile as well, however it didn't feel as welcoming as Parvati's did.

I changed into my PJs and laid on my bed. This had indeed been an exciting first day. I had found friends, I had ended up in the same house as my friends, and I was in this beautiful place where there were people just like me. Who understood what I was going through. I was ready to learn. I was eager to start my new life as a witch.

As I drifted off to sleep my thoughts went out to my new found friends, and how excited I was to be here. I couldn't wait to learn absolutely everything there was to learn, starting tomorrow.