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Summary: It's the trio's last year and new romances flair. But for Hermione the romances are getting just a bit too weird.
Constructive criticism is welcome, please do not flame; that only denotes you.
Without further ado I present to you Chapter1
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As Hermione skipped down the steps to her Kitchen, she could only think about
one thing. She was going to the Burrow! Her parents had decided to vacation at Aruba
again, and well, Hermione just wasn't up to it. She'd been there countless times and
Aruba just wasn't that appealing anymore. Hermione's parents believed she was old
enough to make her own decisions; it was up to her where she stayed this summer,
although they would surly miss their clever daughter.
Luckily, to save the trouble of the Weasley's picking her up, she had a fireplace in
the living room. Hermione also had a tad bit of floo powder bought just for emergencies.
She decided this was an emergency just like any other to use up the floo powder. Silently
eating her cheerios she slipped into a daydream about seeing her best friends again (Harry
was coming too). And of course then there was Ginny; no girl could understand her like
Ginny could. The sheer joy of it all was about to make Hermione burst open; she was
smiling like a maniac, jumping around happily every now and then, and kept thanking her
parents. Her father would sometimes raise an eyebrow but her mom just gave a knowing
smile. After breakfast, Hermione tidied herself up a bit and then went on to continue her
packing.
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Hermione poured the floo powder in her carefully cupped hand, and in one swift
motion threw the substance in the fireplace and in a clear voice bellowed, "The Burrow!"
Hermione felt as though she were being sucked up in a vacuum cleaner as she shot
through the chimney; green fire encircled her and she could feel the heat from the
flames. The sensation ended as quickly as it began as she was abruptly deposited in the
Weasley's fireplace. She clambered out only to be attacked by a fiery redhead.
"AHHHH! Hermione I missed you sooooo much." A very giddy Ginny said.
Hermione hugged back too, mainly to keep herself from falling but also because the
feeling was mutual, "I missed you too, Ginny," She murmured.
After being let go, she was swept into another hug, but this time by two boys. Herrmione
smiled as she said, "I missed you guys too."
She kissed each boy on the cheek; Harry beamed down at her (He had had a growth spurt
that summer) while poor Ron blushed a deep red that tinged his ears.
"What no kisses for us?" Asked a voice from behind them. The Twins had just arrived downstairs.
"I don't feel that's right, do you Fred?" said George.
Shaking his head Fred replied, "No I don't."
"We should do something about it."
"Yes, we should, shouldn't we?"
"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"
"That depends, what are you thinking?"
"We should greet her ourselves."
"Alrightie then."
And with that both twins swooped down and placed a kiss on either side of her cheek.
The twins smiled cheekily while everyone stood agape, Hermione's mouth hanging the
lowest. Then she started blushed furiously, quickly grabbed her bags and hurried up the
stairs murmuring something about silly boys, Ginny trailing after her.
