CHAPTER 1

As Oliver walked through the front door of his house he could tell something was wrong. He was overcome with sadness, fright, anger and hope.
His wife Hermione and he were bound to each other in both, love, magic and marriage. He stepped through the door of the library to see her sitting on the loveseat, her inky black curls pulled back in a high pony tails, some curls were left however, framing her face. Tears fell from her beautiful amber orbs.

He crossed the room, sat down and pulled her into his lap, she didn't car that he just back from Quidditch practise, she was just happy to be in his arms. She nuzzled into his neck as he read the letter.

When Oliver finished the letter, he knew immediately why his beautiful woman was so upset, it was an invitation to the Hogwarts Reunion, which meant she had to face her old 'friends'.
Hermione hadn't seen her friends in years, not since the incident.

It all happened the day Hermione had come home and found Ron had cheating on her, in THEIR bed, with that hoe Lavender, not wanting to lose his fame and family over something as silly as cheating Ron bashed her up, leaving her for dead in a gutter.
That's were Oliver had found her, he quickly picked the girl up and rushed her to his home, not only was he a professional quidditch player, he was also a certified healer as well.
He took Hermione into his home, he looked after her, he healed her and then he fell in love with her. It didn't take long for Hermione to warm up to Oliver, he was kind, intelligent, skilled and very handsome. It was 2 days after finding her that Oliver was told the truth, Hermione, scared of rejection but knowing she couldn't keep this to herself told him all that had happened. He held her while she cried and reassured her that no way in hell was this her fault. Hermione soon fell into a fitful sleep.

He was so confused, he knew that he needed to get all of Hermione stuff out of the apartment she lived in with Ron, but also knew that he wouldn't let her step foot in it again. He paced his library until an idea came to him.

He slapped his palm against his forehead, 'Of course! How could I forget?!

He stepped into the fireplace and shouted: 'Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes'

'Oliver! What brings you here mate?' Fred exclaimed,

'Yeah mate, it's not often we see you in this part of town, always training and all that' George jumped in

'I'll tell you later, I need your help, come to mine as soon as your finished here, only yourselves and keep an open mind, this might be hard to understand, let along come to grips with.' Oliver rushed out. 'Can't talk anymore need to get home, remember, as soon as your finished here, come over.' With a flash of green he was gone.

Fred and George glanced at each other, what the hell was going on, first Hermione disappears completely and then Oliver turns up asking the two tricksters for help.

'Freddie, I'm not sure about you but I think we better get over there asap.'

'Georgie, I think you're right.'

The twins quickly cleaned up and closed the shop early, after sending all their workers home, promising to pay them for a full day's work, Fred and George flooed to Oliver's.

As the twins stepped out of the fireplace they were met with a sight they couldn't believe. There was there little Hermione, sitting at the kitchen bench, next to Oliver covered in bruises, and cuts.

'Mione!' they shouted, they flew to where she was sitting, gently giving her a hug, 'Where were you?! What happened?! We were worried sick?!' the both said simultaneously.

'Guys' Oliver said softly, 'sit down and we'll talk.'

The twins immediately sat down. Hermione got up and poured them a glass of Firewhiskey, as well as one for Oliver and herself.

'No questions until the end, you need to hear the whole story, okay?' Oliver said sternly.

'Okay.'

So they told them, or rather Hermione did, Oliver sat by listening, drinking and holding her hand. He watched George and Fred, the faces getting redder and redder as they learned what had happened.

When Hermione finally fell silent, Oliver jumped in before anything else could be said, 'Oi you two, no yelling, Hermione doesn't need that now!'

Fred and George exchanged glances, they got up as one and pulled Hermione from her chair, then proceeded to envelop her in a hug.

'So what do you need us to do?' They said, Oliver looked at Hermione, 'we need to get her belongings and bring them here.' He stated simply.

'We've got this, you look after her mate, we'll grab her stuff.'

Then they were gone.

She never heard from Ron, Harry or any of the Weasleys beside Fred and George from then on. Harry and Ginny never answered any of her owls and Ron had moved on with Lavender, the woman he cheated on her with.

The rest was history, Hermione had moved in, they fell in love and married, a small wedding on the edge of the forest, with only their family, and close friends, Fred and George included in attendance

Oliver gazed down at the woman in his arms, he knew what she was thinking, 'You want to go don't you?' He asked.

'Of course, I would love to, I'm sure Luna and Neville will still talk to me, and Seamus and Dean will be there to.' Oliver nodded

Seamus and Dean had been married for about 3 years now, Oliver and Hermione knew them both very well, after all Dean played quidditch with Oliver, while Seamus worked for Hermione at her publishing company. They came around for dinner every second Sunday, along with Fred and Alicia and George and Angelina.

'I'm just a little scared I suppose' Hermione mumbled.

Oliver looked down at his beautiful wife, he gently kissed on the forehead, nose and finally he captured her lips. He drew back, 'Well let's go then my love, remember you'll be surrounded by friends and I'll be there by your side throughout the whole night.'

'I love you'

'I love you to my lioness'

I hope you guys enjoy, I have a thing for reunion fics I've noticed ahaha, I'll be posting some different one as soon as this story and my other one, (Granger family reunion is done, along with some oneshots, enjoy! xo