This is my very fist fanfic! So, constructive criticism is, of course, welcomed. Only constructive, however. I don't want to be told that my story sucks and not be told why. Compliments, if deserved, are welcome
At the moment, I do not have a beta and anybody interested will be greatly appreciated. So, I will have to make do with reading over everything myself.
Hope you enjoy the story!
Disclaimer: As much as I wish to be the brilliant mind to own all of these characters, I am not. I simply own the story line and a few extras.
Chapter One
Hermione was bored. She didn't actually remember being this bored since before she'd first joined Hogwarts and that was literally years ago. She stretched her sixteen-year-old body out in the sun as she wondered what to do. She missed her muggle friends. Ron and Harry were great friends but they had vanished just after lunch to go play Quidditch and she had been left alone to sunbathe. Ginny had gone shopping with Mrs. Weasley for new dress robes and neither were expected back before suppertime.
She sighed, thinking of her muggle friends. They had actually wanted to go on a road trip with her this summer. However, the only time they could all get off work was at the end of September, when she would be back at school. Sometimes it sucked being the only one in school in a group full of friends who were working.
Suddenly, Hermione sat up straight. Why didn't she just go visit them? They weren't that far away, perhaps half an hour by train ride, and she was sure she had some muggle money up in the room she shared with Ginny. She grinned. It was perfect. Why hadn't she thought of it before?
She got up and made her way over to lopsided house. Inside the kitchen, it was much cooler as the Weasley's always cast cooling charms throughout the house during the summer. The house was strangely quiet, as everyone seemed to be off doing his or her own thing. Mr. Weasley, the unlucky man, still had to work while his children were on holiday and she wasn't entirely sure where the twins were. This mystery was solved as she walked past the room they shared. Bang came from behind their door, followed by a long whistle and then abrupt silence.
"Less dragon's blood next time, Fred." Said a voice.
"Yeah, and perhaps a little more salt snails." Another voice responded.
Hermione smiled to herself as she entered Ginny's room. Lord knows what those two were making now. She put on a pair of muggle jeans and a T-shirt and grabbed some money. She returned to the kitchen to find both Fred and George nursing cups of tea. They stopped their conversation when she entered.
One of them whistled. "Well look what we have here, Forge." He said.
"We happen to have a Granger here, Gred." The other twin said.
"Who appears to be dressed in muggle clothes."
"And who appears to be going somewhere."
The two glanced at each other. "Where ever could it be?" They asked simultaneously.
Hermione smiled. "Knock it off you two," She said, "I'm going to visit a few muggle friends. I'll be back later tonight. Would you tell Mrs. Weasley I probably won't be back for supper?"
"Not so fast, Granger." One of the twins said, standing up. She though it might be George.
"We want to know where you're going." Said Fred as the two ran to stand in front of her and the door.
"I told you," Hermione said with raised eyebrows. "I'm going to visit some friends."
"But that just won't do, Granger." Said Fred.
"What is something happens to our beloved bookworm?" Asked a wide-eyed George.
"Whatever will the Boy-who-lived do without you?"
"We simply can not allow that to happen."
Hermione laughed. "Really guys, I'll be fine."
"You know it's okay to tell us if you're scared." Said George with a grin.
"I guess we could take some time off from our very important business to protect you from the big bad muggle world." Fred said with a shrug.
"But it's going to cost you." George winked as he said it.
Hermione sighed. "Honestly you two," She said. "If you want to come along, just say so."
"I dunno, George. What do you think?" Said Fred in mock ernesty
"Really, Fred, we have so many important things that we should be doing…"George pretended to think.
Hermione growled in frustration and pushed past the two. "Well I'm going, whether you guys are coming or not." She said.
"Now hold it," said George, chasing after her.
"We didn't say we weren't coming," Said Fred coming up behind the two.
Hermione turned to appraise the two. "Well you guys had better change," She said, "Or you'll be raising a few eyebrows."
Fred and George turned to face each other. "As much as I like raising eyebrows…" Fred began.
"Perhaps she is right…" Finished George.
"We'll be back now!" They said together and raced into the house. Hermione sighed and sat down on the grass. This was taking longer than she'd expected. If the guys didn't hurry, they'd all miss the train and she didn't know when the next one would come along. Soon, they were with her again, looking surprisingly similar to muggles.
"You guys ready?" She said with a smile.
"Yup, so where are we apparating you to?" Asked Fred.
"Apparate? I was going to take the train…" She said with a frown.
"Well yeah, you would've needed to if we weren't with you," Said George.
"But we can legally apparate." Finished Fred.
"Yeah, okay, why not?" Hermione said with a smile.
She gave them a street name and soon the three of them were standing in a dingy alleyway.
"Um, Granger," One of the twins began.
"Are you sure we're in the right place?" Asked the other with a frown.
Hermione laughed. "It's not a great area," She said, "But they live just around the corner." She led them around the corner, into a wider street. This road wasn't much cleaner but it was wider and sunnier. The twins looked around the area curiously as they followed their bushy haired friend. Further down the street, in the opposite direction they were going, several people sat playing loud music and talking loudly.
"Granger?" A twin said as he placed a hand on her shoulder.
"What's that noise?" Asked the other twin.
"That noise? Oh, coming from the box that they're sitting around?" She asked. And the twins nodded. "Oh, that's just a muggle music machine. It's called a CD player."
"A cid player?" George crinkled his nose as he said it.
"C-D," Said Hermione clearly. "You'll see more at the flat." Suddenly something seemed to dawn on her. "Wait, I don't know how to tell you guys apart. My friends will be really suspicious if I can't even remember the difference between you two." She said with a frown.
"Ah ha!" Said Fred."
"We already thought about that." George said proudly.
"Green for George." Fred pointed at his brother's green shirt.
"And Firey Red for Fred." George said, pointing at Fred's Red shirt.
Hermione laughed. "That's brilliant." She said as she led them up several stairs to the entrance of a building of flats. "Well, here we are." The three of them looked up at the dingy building. Two windows up and to the left of the entrance door, a rope hung out of on of the windows. From the same window, loud music could be heard. She sighed. "The door bell's broken again." She said.
"How do you know?" Asked George.
"The door bell breaks a lot here so the guys got sick of using their cell phones to always call to be let in. One of them came up with an idea of attaching a rope to a broom that people pull to attract attention if they want to be let in." Hermione said as she climbed onto the stair railing, trying to reach the rope.
"Wait – cell phones?" Fred asked with a frown.
"Never mind." Hermione said, "I'll explain another time". She finally managed to reach the rope and pulled, causing a loud banging noise to be heard. There was silence for a moment and Hermione was about to pull the rope again when a mop of brown hair surrounding a face popped out the window.
"Welcome to Harry's Happy Home of Homosexuals! We hope to full – wait, Hermione, is that you?" The man shouted down to them.
"Yeah, now let me in, you twat!" She called back and the twins exchanged surprised looks.
The head disappeared to for a moment, only to pop back, followed by three other heads. "Hermione!" Two new voices called down to her.
The other guy, a black fellow, called out, "My sweet Juliet! Thou hast returned to me!"
Hermione could see that the twins were beginning to get a bit uncomfortable and called up, "Come on guys, let us in."
"You've brought Ginger-vitus to our door!" Cried the first, brown haired man.
"Be nice, guys. They're friends of mine." Hermione scolded.
"Friends? By God, we'd better let them in before they vanish!" One of the other guys, a blonde haired man, called.
"About bloody time." Said Hermione as the four heads withdrew.
The twins grinned cheekily at her, "Before we vanish, eh?" One of them asked. They both, however, jumped back when the door made a buzzing sound.
"Come on then." Hermione said as she pushed open the door and led them into a dark entranceway, then up to the second floor.
Hope you enjoyed it!