Oh! A reader! Hello. Please tell me if I make any sort of mistake like grammar, spelling or forget to consider any important facts from the books.
(I know Fred is alive in this one. I did that on purpose.)
"So where d'you reckon we should start?"
"I don't know! I mean we are going to see it all eventually, so it doesn't really matter, but I think we ought to go somewhere warm first."
The sunrise was slowly filling the small cozy kitchen with its soft yellow glow. It looked chilly outside even though it was only September. Hermione Granger took another bite of her toast and tried really hard not to tell Ron off for chewing his cereal so loudly. They were sitting opposite each other at the scrubbed wooden table right in the middle of the room. The large clock on the wall had only one hand and it told them that it was "Time to wake up".
"Warm? Really?" Ron sounded surprised. "I thought you´d wanna go somewhere more, you know, educational."
She scowled at him out of habit. "You can do both you know. Although I think I am allowed take a break from my studies for a while, Ron. You, on the other hand, could use some studying."
"Oh, c'mon Hermione, I was only teasing!" His smile was disconcertingly charming. She smiled a quick smile back at him before he continued in a more serious tone: "And I think I earned a break from school after the war and all. Plus I'm fine working in the joke shop for now."
Hermione did not know what to say to that so she just drank a few sips of orange juice. She had arrived late last night and it was nice being back at the Burrow. She had missed the Weasleys and her best friend Harry Potter terribly the last year when she was back at Hogwarts completing her seventh and final year. It felt good though, having passed her N.E.W.T.s with an Outstanding in every subject. She and Ginny had been almost like celebrities among the other students since everyone knew they had been in the Battle of Hogwarts only five months earlier. That and the added respect of being a year older than her classmates had kept her from befriending anyone on a more personal level but she had had Ginny to keep her sane and she had liked being alone a lot. To be able to concentrate on learning. Or rather show off since her considerable skill could be compared to most of the teachers'.
This last month she had spent at home with her parents. After the Battle of Hogwarts in May she had gone to Australia as soon as she could to find them again and reverse the memory charm she had cast on them before setting out to find the Horcruxes with Harry and Ron. She had told them everything that had happened including the memory charm. They had been really upset by the story of course but it had passed quite quickly and now they were just extremely proud of her and happy she was still alive. It had felt amazing being able to cry in her mothers arms like a child for hours and let all the sorrow and relief, happiness and anger out all at once.
Now she, Harry, Ron, Ginny and the Weasley twins were all planning their Grand Tour around the world together, which many witches and wizards would traditionally embark upon after they'd finished school.
They had decided to spend a few days at the Burrow to plan everything before leaving. Fred and George Weasley had been running their joke shop in Diagon Alley for the past two years and hadn't therefore had time for travelling until now that they had employees to take care of the shop. But they figured better late than never.
"Morning, Her-h-mione." George yawned like a cat as he walked into the kitchen wearing blue striped pyjama bottoms and a white t-shirt. "Lil' brother." he greeted Ron with a curt nod in his general direction. George's flaming red hair were sticking up rather comically at one side. The side with the scar where his ear had once been before it was completely severed by a powerful curse in the Battle of the Seven Potters.
Fred sauntered in casually, wearing the exact same pyjamas as his twin except his bottoms were pink, as George started buttering a slice of home baked bread.
"Morning." He said absently barely glancing at Hermione and Ron.
The latter had just finished his cereal by tipping the last drop of milk into his mouth rather sloppily. A small trickle ran down his chin. He wiped it away, announced he was going to get dressed and went upstairs.
"What was he up at this ungodly hour for anyway?" Fred asked lightly sitting down at the table next to George. "He could sleep all day if you'd let him." He frowned looking like he was trying to figure something out. "Wait, why don't we let him?"
"He said the ghoul woke him and he couldn't get back to sleep." Hermione said popping the last bit of toast into her mouth.
"S'everyhting... okay between you two? We don't want him sulking his way around the world." George frowned after his little brother.
"Yes, we're fine." Hermione replied quickly. "I mean, we're just friends again and all that."
To be honest things had been a little awkward between her and Ron lately. After they had first become a couple a year and a half ago they had broken up twice. The first time right before she left for Hogwarts in September last year because they got into a really big fight over a lot of silly things and then they made up by owl post over the next few weeks and almost got together again as she went over to visit them a few days after christmas. They had then both realised that being friends was probably best for their relationship since almost everything they ever did when they were a couple was bicker. They did that when they were friends too, but not nearly as bad.
"We had some good times too." Ron had said with a half smile as they had their "break up-conversation".
"I know." Hermione had smiled back a little sadly. "But isn't it better this way?"
All in all they had had a very civilised break up and they were slowly going back to being best friends.
"Well, it was about time you came to your senses, Hermione." Fred said with a pointed look at her. "Ron isn't exactly the most striking member of this family."
Hermione wasn't really listening but snapped back to the present as a fourth redheaded Weasley burst into the kitchen from the front door. Her long fiery hair was ruffled by the wind and her trousers were smeared with mud up to her knees. Her brown eyes were posetively glowing.
Three different versions of: "Good morning, Ginny!" were uttered at the sight of her flushed face.
"Is is windy outside or did you just try to brush your hair with your broom?"
"Hey, guys." She beamed sounding a little breathless ignoring George's lame comment. "Brilliant flying weather today!"
She caught sight of Hermione and her smile got if possible even brighter.
"Hi, Hermione!" she went over to her and Hermione got up to give her big a hug. "I hoped to catch you last night, but I just fell asleep! I was out training in the orchard till really late."
"It's so nice to see you again, Ginny." Hermione said happily as they let each other go.
Probably awoken by Ginny's voice Harry came into the kitchen looking dishevelled but fairly alert. He tried to smooth down his hair but in vain as it always looked like he had just woken up. It just wouldn't stay down when he combed it but it sort of suited him. Ginny gave him a quick kiss on her way upstairs to shower and change.
"I found one of your socks under my bed this morning." Hermione said as a greeting. "You really should try and be less careless with your stuff, Harry."
"Good morning to you too, Hermione." he grinned and cheeks turned slightly pink as he hurriedly poured some cereal into a bowl.
Harry had spent the last year helping out at the Ministry of Magic. The war had left things in chaos and they could really use all the extra help they could get. And as a bonus they got "The boy who lived" to help them so their popularity rose steadily as people started trusting them again.
"How's Teddy?" Hermione asked him.
"Brilliant." Harry smiled his nice broad smile. "Andromeda and Ted are really great taking such good care of him."
Harry looked around him for a second. "Where's Mrs Weasley anyway?" She was always up early.
"We convinced her to sleep in today since it's Saturday." George explained. They were all very fond of Mrs. Weasley with her slightly overprotective ways which had gotten somewhat worse after they had all been so close to death.
"I mean we can manage making our own breakfast for one day, right?" Fred continued with a smirk. "It's not like someone's gonna put tiny bits of Nosebleed Nougat in the cereal or anything."
"Wait, you didn't..." Harry stuttered as a steady trickle of red liquid started dripping from his nose down his upper lip.
Fred and George roared with laughter and Hermione joined in too. The look on Harry's face was simply hilarious. Still hiccuping a little Fred threw him the other half of the nougat, the one which stopped the nosebleed, and Harry caught it with one hand and immediately stuck in his mouth as he tried to stop the blood from dripping onto the table with his hands. George made a show of wiping tears from his eyes.
Still sniggering Hermione made her way upstairs. On her way out of the kitchen she heard Harry chuckle and mumble something vaguely rude.
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