Chapter 3

The sound of her trunk filled the air and the dust from the path got into her eyes. She just blinked it out and carried on walking. She couldn't wait to see everyone again, to see the people she counted as her magical family. She had almost reached the path when her excitement couldn't stay inside her any longer. She dropped her trunk on the ground and ran up the path to the door where the Weasley's were. She knocked on the door and waited there as patiently as she could knowing that she was feet away from Harry, Ron, Ginny and the rest of the Weasleys. The door opened and a small plump woman answered the door. Hermione looked up at hear beaming face and was pulled into a tight hug where she could barely breath. "Hermione dear how are you?" Mrs Weasley asked the small witch as she let her go. Hermione caught her breath and smiled at the woman. "I'm fine thank you" She stepped past Mrs Weasley and was met by Fred and George. "Alright Hermione" Fred asked. She smiled at the twins. "Took your time to get here, why were you so long?"

"I left last night and took the night bus, I wasn't that long" She poked her tongue out at them, but then hugged them both. No matter what the Weasley twins did she would always love them like brothers. The two young boys went and get Hermione's trunk and brought it inside. Mrs Weasley whipped out her wand and with a small pop her trunk was gone. "Has Harry arrived yet?" Hermione asked looking around the kitchen. Her eye caught the mysterious clock Mrs Weasley had in her kitchen which told her what welfare her family was in. With the return of Lord Voldemort the 'hands' of the clock were always pointed to mortal peril. "He arrived with Dumbledore last night and after some soup went straight to bed."

"May I go up and see him?" Mrs Weasley nodded. She then picked up a tray with breakfast on it and followed Hermione up the stairs.