It was now the day in which the Weasleys and my Uncle would be coming to the Manor. They would be arriving just in time for dinner, so I was preparing the feast along with my brothers and father helping.

"The apron doesn't go on that way!" I told Alex, giggling in a way that the old Hermione would not. He tried to put his right arm through the head strap. I was laughing a lot, and we had only just begun. After the first evening of cold cut meat sandwiches, I took over cooking. This was probably one of the first times Alex and Nick had set foot in a kitchen much less cooked. I helped Alex put his apron on and Nick followed suit. Dad had worn a black shirt and grey slacks, and he refused to put on an apron. I told him he would mess his shirt up and he smirked saying that he wouldn't. I disagreed with him and the boys followed suit of me, not their father. As almost strangers my brothers and I grew very close within the week I was at Snape Manor.

"So we are going to have a very simple dinner, the only problem is that we will make it in large quantities. For an appetizer it will be Caesar salad, which has all the ingredients at the far side along with specific instructions of what to do, Dad and Nick do that first then report to me when I am not anywhere near the oven or have anything hot or sharp in my hands, because I do not wish to test out my natural healing powers today. I am taking over the main course. The sides are rolls, potatoes and maple carrots. To start dessert I want Alex to start peeling the carrots and then grating them. The instructions are near the fridge. Once again head my warning about the oven and point objects when you finished peeling. Okay now go to work." I said giving off the jobs. I began to prep the chicken and then started lathering bar-b-q sauce on it. I placed it in a pan and then turned the oven on.

I went to see how Alex was doing while waiting, and found out that he had a knack for cooking. He was almost done 2 carrots.

I checked on my father and Nick and found that they were coming along fine.

The buzzer went off and the stove was ready I put the chicken in and set it for half an hour. I prepped the other one for the oven and notice my father had gotten vinaigrette on his black shirt. I grabbed another apron and he took it from me quickly, quite upset that I was right. I smiled innocently as he glared at me playfully.

I went to help my father and brother with the salad. After it was done we put plastic wrap on the top and popped it in the fridge.

As I gave them their next task (to peel the potatoes and cut them up into little slivers) I finished the chicken in the stove and put it in a large microwave that kept it quiet warm. I popped the next one in and started prepping the buns.

Alex came over and told me he was done with the carrots so I told him to peel about 8 more and then cut them up. He groaned and then went off to do his carrots.

I continued to fix up the buns and then put them in the fridge.

I glanced at my father and brother and found that both of them had potato and carrot peels in their hair giving them the impression that they had orange and whitie-brown streaks. I wished for my camera and I can to me. I got a couple snapshots without them noticing and a couple of Alex. I had to suppress a giggle. I sat waiting the next few minutes for my chicken and just watching my brothers and father. They were throwing peels at each other and it was quite entertaining. This was defiantly a story I had to tell mom when I visited her, and John and Ron too when they came. I knew that this Friday we were going to get Harry and then Sirius was going to Hogwarts in Harry's place.

I was cast out of my thoughts when I heard the buzzer go. I repeated the same process as before and then I watched the clock for a couple minutes. I saw that there was only 5 hours before the Weasleys came and I had to finish the cake. I quickly mixed the batter barely glancing up at the recipe because I knew it off by heart. I finished the cake in record time and popped it in the oven. I set it for 25 minutes and then set the cooling rack out telling my family not to touch it. We continued in this manner, while I was adding the finishing touches to the cake, my brothers were arguing about setting arrangements. We some how managed to get everything looking great and have the table set just before the Weasley's came in the fireplace. I was in the kitchen still fixing while the boys were welcoming the Weasleys into our home and dad was changing into something more "suitable" my bet was that his more suitable clothes were his teaching robes. When I heard people enter the dinning room I knew to bring out the food. I brought out 2 bowls of salad at first but then one more bowl. I then sat down with Ron on one side and Ginny on the other.

"Well because no one but dad knows us-" I began before being cut off by my father entering the room. He had managed to get all of the peelings out of his hair and sat down at the head of the table. "As I was saying, because we don't all know each other I would like to introduce myself. I am Rose Snape." I said before sitting down. Ron looked at the food before standing up and saying "I'm Ron Weasley." Before sitting down.

"I'm Alex Snape, and welcome to our home." My brother said. We skipped over my father because everyone knew him.

"Nick Snape and ditto." My other brother said.

"I'm Tonks, and I would just like to say thank you for inviting me to dinner." The bubble-gum pink haired witch said.

"Bill Weasley." Bill said before sitting down.

"Sirius Black, Escaped criminal convict and all around nice guy." Sirius said.

"Forge and Gred, or"

"Fred and George."

"Arthur Weasley and thank you for letting us stay here."

"Molly Weasley."

"Remus Lupin."

"Ginny Weasley."

"Thank you. Pardon anyone if you don't get called the right name at first." I said before sitting once again. Dinner began; Ron was reluctant to try anything before dad had touched it.

At the end of dinner, Mrs Weasley said "I must give complements to the chef, the meal was amazing."

"Thank you, but you must give some of these compliments to my assistants, for it was their first time in the kitchen in 14 years. Thank you father, Alex and Nick." I said with a large grin pasted on my face.

"So it's time for bed, off you trot." Mrs Weasley said.

"Ginny, Ron, I'll show you to your rooms." I said. I winked at my father and my brothers, for each of them knew what I was going to tell Ron. "Here's your room Ginny." I said. She was on her own.

"So are you going to Hogwarts this year?" Ron asked.

"I have been doing so for the past 4 years, why would this year be any different Ronald." I said in my most Hermionest voice I could manage.

"You know what, you remind me of someone." Ron said sitting down on the floor.

"Who?" I asked.

"Her name was Hermione Granger, Studying and Books was her game. She helped Harry and me with homework and everything. She was the best." Ron said, almost sadly.

"Why is it past tense?" I asked.

"She died about a week ago." Ron said. I had held in my laughter as best as I could but this was ridiculous.

"Ron, before I start laughing at how sad you sound I want to tell you that I'm Hermione." I said before the urge to laugh took over. When I came up for air the look on his face got me down again.

"Prove it." Ron said.

"I'm the one who figured out how the basilisk got around through the pipes. And I taught Harry how to do the summoning charm, and I was you owl between the two of you while you weren't talking to Harry. Anything else? Oh I was the castle in the chess game." I said while gripping my side.

"Impossible." Ron said.

"Not really, my adopted dad was dating someone who passed off as me. She was the one who died; Voldemort killed them in front of me." I said.

"Then why didn't you die?" Ron asked trying to think.

"Because I am the one thing that he wants, more than anything, I'm like my mother and her grandmother, and all of the women. I'm an elementalist." I said. Ron's eyes widened.

"Well I think we shall continue this conversation tomorrow, time for bed." I said.