Summary: Hermione is at the Burrow for the whole summer along with
Harry and Luna. Suddenly the Weasley boys all have feelings for her. Ron
tells her his deepest secret but is she slowly falling for someone else?
Hermione/George Harry/Luna Fred/Angelina (takes place in sixth year
after fifth book)
Disclaimer: I own absolutely nothing! All credit goes to J.K. Rowling and whoever else might own something! :)
*Chapter 1 of Love of the Weasleys*
Hermione had never been so excited in her entire life. Her parents had agreed to let her spend the whole summer at the Burrow so she and Ron could be with Harry. Despite her happiness though, Hermione knew that she was putting herself in great danger. Going back to the wizarding world meant giving Voldemort access to her. Harry didn't want her to come. He knew the dangers were if you were his best friend now. Voldemort wanted him, and the easiest way to get him was to take Ron or Hermione. However he also knew that neither of them would leave him alone all summer so the summer was planned, and Dumbledore agreed. He had covered the Burrow in spells and charms thereby naming it the new headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix. Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes was now officially open for business. Fred and George had sent her a lengthy letter asking if she would help them with their money work. Hermione eagerly agreed.
***
Hermione shoved the last of her summer clothes into the last of her suitcases then turned her focus on her hair. Her mom had taken her to have it professionally straightened and highlighted. Hermione quickly ran a brush though it and glanced at herself in the mirror. She couldn't wait to see Ron and Harry's reaction when they saw her. Her straight hair went to her shoulders where it curved slightly. The highlights glinted in the sun showing of their reddish color. She had pulled on a white camisole over a pair of tight, denim, low-rise, flares. A loose red jacket was tied around her waist. She quickly applied some make-up and left her room dragging her bags behind her.
At the bottom of the stairs she saw her parents waiting in front of the fireplace. Hermione had to wipe her eyes, what if she never saw them again? What if Voldemort. "No Hermione," she said trying to calm herself. "You'll be happy this summer. Happy." She burned the word into her mind before walking over to her parents.
*** "The Burrow!" Hermione screamed. She glimpsed the tear streaked faces of her parents before the flames engulfed her. The next thing she remembered was a loud *pop* and a stinging pain in her head.
Hermione opened her eyes and found herself staring up at Mrs. Weasley, Ron, Harry, Ginny, and a dreamy Luna. A sound of rushed footsteps hurried closer.
"Hurry George," she heard Mrs. Weasly mutter to the tall muscular figure approaching. Hermione closed her eyes and felt a rough hand grab her chin and tilt her head back. An ice cold liquid passed through her throat causing her to choke and she forced her self to swallow. Some one helped her sit up and she turned to see George supporting her looking relieved.
"What happened," Hermione managed to choke out. All of a sudden Luna began to laugh. Everyone looked at her strangely except for Harry who began to laugh too. After a few minutes the whole group, with the exception of Hermione, was rolling on the floor laughing.
Hermione had to resist the temptation to laugh. "What's so funny?" she demanded. George stopped laughing long enough to explain.
"I accidentally apparated right on top of you as you came out from the fire. Thought I killed you the way you were groaning." Upon hearing this Hermione started to giggle than laugh loudly. It felt so good, all of them laughing there. She was sure none of them had laughed in a long time.
***
After they had settled down George grabbed what he had forgotten, and apologized profusely to Hermione, before dissaperating back to the joke shop. Hermione looked fondly at the spot where he had disappeared. Ron taped her on the shoulder. She turned and smiled. It was great to see his goofy grin again.
"Hi Ron," she said giving him a hug. His grin seemed to grow and Harry walked up behind them.
"Hi Herm," he said smiling. Hermione pulled out of her hug with Ron and ran over to hug Harry.
"All right Harry?" she asked pulling away so as to get a better look at him. He nodded.
"I have this feeling that I'm gonna see Sirus again. I've been talking to Luna, she's actually been a big help." Hermione was glad Harry had someone to talk to. He started to speak again. "You know, you shouldn't have come." he faded of and Ron came over to slap him on the back.
"Oh c'mon Harry, don't talk like that. Me and Mione can take care of ourselves." Hermione blushed. Mione?
"Harry," she said in a voice so warm and comforting Harry couldn't help but listen. "Ron's right you know. We can take care of ourselves." Just then Ginny burst in and flung herself on Hermione.
"What are you doing hanging out with these idiots!" she laughed. "Time for you to experience some girl talk. Let's go." And without waiting for an answer Ginny dragged her upstairs.
***
"Oh Hermione," Ginny breathed as they settled themselves in her room on separate beds. "It's so nice to have another girl here." Hermione smiled.
"What about Luna?" Ginny giggled.
"She spends most of her time outside, or with Harry," Ginny added as an afterthought. "I think Harry likes her, but now, you know the whole Voldemort thing, I think he's afraid to get too attached to anyone." Hermione nodded sympathetically.
"So?" Ginny asked eagerly breaking through Hermione's thoughts.
"So what exactly?" Hermione said clueless.
"Is there a guy in your life?" she asked in a no duh voice. Hermione blushed as a vision of George supporting her popped into her head.
"Nope," she said innocently. Ginny saw through.
"There is! I saw you blush!" Hermione tugged on her hair like she did whenever she was nervous. A look of dawning came over Ginny.
"Oh my God, Hermione! Your hair! It's.straight." Hermione smiled happy in the subject change. She stood up and spun around.
"You like?" she asked grinning. Ginny rushed over and studied her hair and outfit.
"Oh Hermione," she sighed sounding awed. "You've grown up." Hermione couldn't help but wonder if George had noticed.
Disclaimer: I own absolutely nothing! All credit goes to J.K. Rowling and whoever else might own something! :)
*Chapter 1 of Love of the Weasleys*
Hermione had never been so excited in her entire life. Her parents had agreed to let her spend the whole summer at the Burrow so she and Ron could be with Harry. Despite her happiness though, Hermione knew that she was putting herself in great danger. Going back to the wizarding world meant giving Voldemort access to her. Harry didn't want her to come. He knew the dangers were if you were his best friend now. Voldemort wanted him, and the easiest way to get him was to take Ron or Hermione. However he also knew that neither of them would leave him alone all summer so the summer was planned, and Dumbledore agreed. He had covered the Burrow in spells and charms thereby naming it the new headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix. Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes was now officially open for business. Fred and George had sent her a lengthy letter asking if she would help them with their money work. Hermione eagerly agreed.
***
Hermione shoved the last of her summer clothes into the last of her suitcases then turned her focus on her hair. Her mom had taken her to have it professionally straightened and highlighted. Hermione quickly ran a brush though it and glanced at herself in the mirror. She couldn't wait to see Ron and Harry's reaction when they saw her. Her straight hair went to her shoulders where it curved slightly. The highlights glinted in the sun showing of their reddish color. She had pulled on a white camisole over a pair of tight, denim, low-rise, flares. A loose red jacket was tied around her waist. She quickly applied some make-up and left her room dragging her bags behind her.
At the bottom of the stairs she saw her parents waiting in front of the fireplace. Hermione had to wipe her eyes, what if she never saw them again? What if Voldemort. "No Hermione," she said trying to calm herself. "You'll be happy this summer. Happy." She burned the word into her mind before walking over to her parents.
*** "The Burrow!" Hermione screamed. She glimpsed the tear streaked faces of her parents before the flames engulfed her. The next thing she remembered was a loud *pop* and a stinging pain in her head.
Hermione opened her eyes and found herself staring up at Mrs. Weasley, Ron, Harry, Ginny, and a dreamy Luna. A sound of rushed footsteps hurried closer.
"Hurry George," she heard Mrs. Weasly mutter to the tall muscular figure approaching. Hermione closed her eyes and felt a rough hand grab her chin and tilt her head back. An ice cold liquid passed through her throat causing her to choke and she forced her self to swallow. Some one helped her sit up and she turned to see George supporting her looking relieved.
"What happened," Hermione managed to choke out. All of a sudden Luna began to laugh. Everyone looked at her strangely except for Harry who began to laugh too. After a few minutes the whole group, with the exception of Hermione, was rolling on the floor laughing.
Hermione had to resist the temptation to laugh. "What's so funny?" she demanded. George stopped laughing long enough to explain.
"I accidentally apparated right on top of you as you came out from the fire. Thought I killed you the way you were groaning." Upon hearing this Hermione started to giggle than laugh loudly. It felt so good, all of them laughing there. She was sure none of them had laughed in a long time.
***
After they had settled down George grabbed what he had forgotten, and apologized profusely to Hermione, before dissaperating back to the joke shop. Hermione looked fondly at the spot where he had disappeared. Ron taped her on the shoulder. She turned and smiled. It was great to see his goofy grin again.
"Hi Ron," she said giving him a hug. His grin seemed to grow and Harry walked up behind them.
"Hi Herm," he said smiling. Hermione pulled out of her hug with Ron and ran over to hug Harry.
"All right Harry?" she asked pulling away so as to get a better look at him. He nodded.
"I have this feeling that I'm gonna see Sirus again. I've been talking to Luna, she's actually been a big help." Hermione was glad Harry had someone to talk to. He started to speak again. "You know, you shouldn't have come." he faded of and Ron came over to slap him on the back.
"Oh c'mon Harry, don't talk like that. Me and Mione can take care of ourselves." Hermione blushed. Mione?
"Harry," she said in a voice so warm and comforting Harry couldn't help but listen. "Ron's right you know. We can take care of ourselves." Just then Ginny burst in and flung herself on Hermione.
"What are you doing hanging out with these idiots!" she laughed. "Time for you to experience some girl talk. Let's go." And without waiting for an answer Ginny dragged her upstairs.
***
"Oh Hermione," Ginny breathed as they settled themselves in her room on separate beds. "It's so nice to have another girl here." Hermione smiled.
"What about Luna?" Ginny giggled.
"She spends most of her time outside, or with Harry," Ginny added as an afterthought. "I think Harry likes her, but now, you know the whole Voldemort thing, I think he's afraid to get too attached to anyone." Hermione nodded sympathetically.
"So?" Ginny asked eagerly breaking through Hermione's thoughts.
"So what exactly?" Hermione said clueless.
"Is there a guy in your life?" she asked in a no duh voice. Hermione blushed as a vision of George supporting her popped into her head.
"Nope," she said innocently. Ginny saw through.
"There is! I saw you blush!" Hermione tugged on her hair like she did whenever she was nervous. A look of dawning came over Ginny.
"Oh my God, Hermione! Your hair! It's.straight." Hermione smiled happy in the subject change. She stood up and spun around.
"You like?" she asked grinning. Ginny rushed over and studied her hair and outfit.
"Oh Hermione," she sighed sounding awed. "You've grown up." Hermione couldn't help but wonder if George had noticed.
