The Unexpected
Hermione knew to expect the unexpected out of Fred and George Weasley. Whilst her stay at the Burrow they had deemed it their responsibility to attempt to catch her off guard. Now, that wasn't a great idea on their part, as Hermione's instant reflex when startled was to hex whoever or whatever it was that surprised her, after going through such a gruesome war. But instead of dropping their antics after being hexed multiple times, they just continued on for Merlin knows why.
Now, nearly 4 months into her stay Hermione was left lying quietly in her bed, or should she say Fred's or maybe it was George's bed. She had taken a liking to the room after the twins had moved into a flat above their shop. Checking her the circular clock on the wall for the time, Hermione felt her heart speed up. It was that time of day again. The time of day where Molly would just be finishing lunch, and getting ready to serve it, but more importantly it was the time of day where both of her twins would come over. The brunette-haired woman quickly stood up and started to scramble wildly around the room, not knowing what she was looking for, and thinking that maybe she should try to hide. Yes, that was what she would do.
Scurrying quickly underneath the bed opposite to the one she was laying in, Hermione tried to slow her breathing. She heard a ruckus being made on the bottom floor of The Burrow, and Molly tell everyone to sit and could imagine Molly serving large portions of food to everyone. Hermione was glad Molly had given up trying to make Hermione eat at a 'normal' time of day. She had finally convinced the woman that she just preferred to snack throughout the day, instead of 3 hearty meals. It had taken some time, but Hermione had done so.
Putting her ear to the floorboards, The-not-so-all-know-know-it-all tried to listen to what was being said below. After, a few moments of hearing nothing but gibberish, Hermione decided to adjust positions underneath the bed. Moving as silently as she could she slid her body around, and suddenly felt a smooth dent in the floor. Being the curious person she was, Hermione used her hands to feel the smooth crevice and found out it wasn't just a dent or crevice it was a crude safe in the floor. She thought it was odd Fred and George would use something of Muggle decent in their room, when everything else was so magical. Maybe they had done such a thing when they were children.
Continuing with following her instincts, Hermione pulled a bobby-pin out of her hair and unlatched the small lock inside the floor board. This was a skill she had learned on her escapades of "borrowing" food from muggles.
Inside the small cubby, she was surprised when nothing exploded in her face and no fireworks singed her hair off. She was also quite surprised when she only saw a few photo's and a little blue and red notebook. Carefully reaching in she pulled the book out and as she was about to start flipping through it heard footsteps coming her way. Quickly stuffing the notebook in the back pocket of her jeans, she locked the the latch and tried to be silent.
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