I'm only doing this once for the whole story since the fact this fanfiction is it should kinda go without saying :P

Disclaimer: Harry Potter does not belong to me


Footsteps echoed through the staircase as the inhabitants of number twelve Grimmauld Place began to rise. It seemed although most of the house was awake only Hermione and the twins, who were in deep discussion opposite her, had made it to breakfast. A brief pause in their conversation was the only clue Hermione had that they'd quickly changed the subject as she'd walked into the room. Too weary to put much thought into it she gave them a quick distrustful glance as she sat down before taking a spoonful of cornflakes.

"We'll need to keep our eyes on Ginny now." One of them said between mouthfuls.

"You bet, she's turning into quite a lady." The other said, casting a quick glance in Hermione's direction waiting for her reaction but she wasn't paying attention. In fact, she was so caught up in her thoughts that she hardly noticed Ron and Harry enter with their breakfast or the twins get up and leave only to have one of their empty seats filled by Tonks.

"Are you going to eat that or is it just for show?" Tonks grinned, gesturing at Hermione's virtually untouched breakfast. Hermione blinked as she came out of her thoughts to find her spoon of cereal floating halfway between her mouth and bowl.

"Oh, well I was eating, but I guess I just started daydreaming." Hermione said before finishing the spoon's journey to her mouth.

"Daydreaming or flat out asleep?" Another voice joked as she sat down next to Hermione. "You shouldn't get up so early if you're just going to use your breakfast as a pillow." Ginny said smiling as she wiped a bit of milk off Hermione's face. Hermione shivered a little as the red-head's hand softly brushed against her cheek.

The reason Hermione had been getting up so early was to avoid changing in the same room as Ginny. Even though they were best friends Hermione felt very awkward around her for some reason. Hermione simply blamed it on being an awkward and slightly unconfident teenage girl.

"Well unlike some of us I don't have the luxury of staying in bed all day, especially since Molly is getting us started on cleaning out the library." Hermione said. "Judging by the smell coming from that door it's infested with bundimuns."

"Is that what that horrendous smell was, I thought Fred and George and forgotten to do their washing again." Ginny said wrinkling her nose in what Hermione found the most adorable manner.

What was it about everything Ginny did that made Hermione's heartbeat increase just that little bit. Of course intelligent and reasonable Hermione had theories to explain all the funny little things Ginny did to her. Each theory was wilder and less believable than the last. This morning's reason for the shiver was simply that she was cold. The fact she shivered from cold at the same time Ginny made contact with her was purely coincidental of course.

"Um, Hermione?" Ginny said somewhat awkwardly and Hermione found herself being pulled out from her thoughts for the second time that morning. Only this time instead just Tonks grinning at her there was a slightly red Ginny too.

"Oh sorry Ginny what was that?" Hermione asked, her cheeks turning an even brighter shade of red than Ginny's as she realised that she must've been staring.

"Nothing, just I'll see you in the library later." Ginny mumbled as she quickly left the room, abandoning her half-eaten breakfast but not before Hermione saw the light blush deepen. Hermione gave Tonks a quizzical look but she was expertly avoiding her eyes.


I don't remember any mention of a library in 12 Grimmauld Place but a rich family like the Black's must of had one right? The house is big enough for one anyway :P

Sorry for the short chapter, the next should be longer hopefully.

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