I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters. If I did Fred would not have died
Chapter 1 – The Burrow
Hermione Granger finished packing up her belongings in her room, making sure she had everything she needed for her 4th year at Hogwart's School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Her ginger cat Crookshanks slept contently on her bed while she gathered up the last of her clothes and books. Her school trunk was already heaving with heavy books and other items of interest. As Hermione was only 14 she was unable to do magic outside of school and even more so as her parents were both muggles and worked as dentists, she'd have trouble getting her trunk down the stairs.
"Father!" the brown haired witch called from the top of the landing. A dark brown haired man appeared at the bottom.
"Yes dear." he called back at his young daughter.
"Can you help me down with my trunk please Father?" Hermione asked politely.
Her father nodded and traipsed up the stairs and into Hermione's room.
"Have you got everything? " he asked her. "I think so. If not will you post it to me?" Hermione asked back.
"Of course we will dear." her Father answered smiling.
Hermione checked her trunk one last time then helped her Dad lift the heavy item down the stairs and into the landing. Hermione rushed back upstairs to grab her coat, rucksack and Crookshanks before dashing downstairs and into the living room where her parents were waiting patiently.
"Please stay safe darling and be careful. Work hard like always, have fun and owl us regularly." her mother said tears glistening in her eyes.
"Of course I will Mother." Hermione grinned back though underneath she hated goodbyes. She wouldn't be seeing her parents for at least 10 months and she knew that the school year always had some sort of drama, of course that came with being best friends with the famous Harry Potter whom trouble seemed to follow around.
"And make sure you brush your teeth twice a day and don't eat too much sugary food." her Dad added.
"Yes Father." Hermione gushed. She got this every single time she went to leave. Her parents pulled her into bone crushing hugs and kissed their beloved daughter before letting her go.
"I love you both and will miss you loads." Hermione sniffed dragging her heavy trunk, bag and cat into the fireplace. She waved her parents goodbye as she dropped a handful of floo powered and said "The Burrow." Clearly. With a shot of green light Hermione disappeared down what appeared to be a shoot, soaring past numerous fireplaces before finally landed with a massive bump in the small living room of the burrow which belonged to Hermione's second family, The Weasleys.
As she landed her trunk flew out and just missed hitting a tall long red headed boy who was sat on the sofa with his twin playing exploding snap while munching on chocolate frogs.
"Hermione!" Fred Weasley gasped as the bushy haired book worm shot out of the fireplace, tripping over Crookshanks. Fred lept off the sofa and caught her just in time before she fell. His twin brother George jumped to his feet to grab her trunk.
"I forgot you were arriving today." George spoke. The twin's mother Mrs Weasley dashed into the living room
"Oh Hermione dear there you are. Are you alright?" the motherly woman with red hair asked the young witch.
"Yes, yes I am." Hermione replied standing up and brushing down her cardigan and jeans which were al covered in soot.
"Good, good Ginny is waiting patiently for you up in her room. I'll magic your belongings up there for you." Mr Weasley chirped flicking her wand so Hermione's trunk and bag disappeared.
Hermione grabbed Crookshanks and headed towards the winding little wooden staircase and on to her best female friend and the youngest Weasley, Ginny who was sat on her bed reading through a Quidditch magazine.
"Finally!" the red haired girl chirped jumping off her bed and jumping on Hermione.
"Is Harry here yet?" Hermione asked pulling away.
"No the boys are going to get him tonight." Ginny answered. While the girls waited on the arrival of Harry Potter they chatted about what they had been up too so far during their summer holidays.
"Fred and George have been driving Mum mad. I swear she's going to hurt them some of these days, either that or chuck them out." Ginny explained.
"I don't think what they're doing is that bad, it could be a lot worse. I mean they could do much worse like join the death eaters. She's never done shouting at them. I feel sorry for them."
Hermione had known Fred and George since she was 11 and although they liked their pranks, they weren't all that bad.
"She wouldn't throw them out would she?" Hermione asked. She definitely couldn't imagine Mrs Weasley throwing two of her children out of the house.
"No she wouldn't but she'd threaten it. She's always on their backs for the smallest of things, like Fred brought muck into the house the other day after we were out playing and she went mental." Ginny explained.
"Then I accidentally broke a plate and she blamed George for it."