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Chapter 7

The next few weeks fly by and before I know it I'm starting work at the twins' shop. Fred and I are sitting in the back room as he goes through everything with me. He gives me a pricing list and sheet where I have to note down all the purchases that are made in a day. It's made of self-calculating paper which adds up all the prices and tells you whether you've made a profit or not. Another of the Weasley's inventions that I have come to admire.

"I think that's just about everything you need to know for now, Miss Granger. It's a pleasure to take you on board." We shake hands and he gives me my name badge which says "Hermione, Cashier"

I pin it onto my brand new, purple, Weasley Wizard Wheezes staff t-shirt and beam at my boyfriend. "Oh, don't worry Mr Weasley. I'm sure I will love working here, and even if I don't, the pay is pretty good, so I'm not leaving."

"Is it me, or is my sense of humour starting to wear off on you?" he asks curiously.

"Perhaps it is, isn't that amazing?" I say as I wrap my arms around his neck.

"I guess it saves me having to make the jokes all the time, yeah," he replies, smiling, before he kisses me.

Fred checks his watch and looks at me. "It's your time to shine, Granger. Good luck," he says and then he guides me to the till. I place my ink and quill on the desk along with the two sheets I was given earlier and wait patiently for the first customers to arrive. Fred squeezes my hand and tells me that I'll do great before he goes to promote the products they have for sale.

For the rest of the day, I watch as the twins entertain their customers and catch myself laughing at times. I recognise many Hogwarts students from younger year groups come up to the till and pay for things. Many of them say hello to me too which makes me happy. Throughout the day I also see many of my peers from school like Neville, Luna, Dean and Seamus. Dean and Seamus wave to me before they leave whereas Neville and Luna come up and talk as soon as they see me.

"Hi Hermione! Fancy seeing you working here," Neville exclaims

"Hi guys, yeah, Fred offered me the job and I took it because I think it's about time I started saving up for an apartment, I can't stay with the Weasleys forever." I say just as Fred walks round the counter to me. He hugs me from behind and looks over my shoulder at the list of purchases.

"How are we doing?" he asks.

Neville and Luna raise their eyebrows as Fred continues hugging me until he looks up at them, still not letting go.

"Oh, yeah, I forgot to mention, Fred and I are together. As in, he's my boyfriend." I explain, which neutralises their confused looks. Fred nods on my shoulder and they just smile.

"Oh, that's brilliant!" cries Luna "Neville and I are an item too."

"That's adorable, you guys are so cute together," I say, failing to contain my exciting.

"Just like you and me right, Granger?" Fred says, twisting his neck to look at me.

All I do is smile and say "Of course, you daft dimbo."

The rest of the day is pretty uneventful after that apart from the fact that I was serving customers, which turned out to be really fun. It's likely that the whole wizarding world knows about Fred and me now considering how he hugged me and kissed me in front of everyone every once in a while. I don't mind though; let them gossip.

We return to the Burrow just before 7pm that evening where dinner is ready for us on the table. Mrs Weasley definitely uses that clock of hers, because how else would she have known that we were coming? When we sit down to eat, Harry comes up and asks me how it was working at the shop. I tell him all about the job, the people I met and how Neville and Luna are a couple. Him and Ginny beamed brightly when I told them about that.

After Dinner, George tells us that he's meeting someone at The Three Broomsticks in Hogsmede and runs up to his room. Fred raises an eyebrow at me and I shrug.

"It's not like my brother to be secretive, I think we should pay Hogsmede a visit this evening, Harry? Ginny? Are you coming?" he asks them.

"Of course, I'm not missing out on the fun, " Ginny says excitedly.

So we wait until George bids us goodbye and leaves the house. We put on our jackets and apparate to Hogsmede; Ginny side-alongs with Harry. After a few seconds, we are standing in the lamp lit street and looking around for George. Harry catches sight of him entering the Three Broomsticks. We try to look casual as we walk towards the inn and when we get there, Fred looks through the window.

"Okay, George is sitting at the back with... wait, is that Angelina?" Fred asks and Ginny shoves him out of the way. She presses her face against the window and laughs.

"Yep, I'm pretty sure that's Angelina," she confirms, looking amused.

Fred's face matches hers when he walks to the door and pulls the handle. I stop him just before he opens it fully.

"Fred, you can't just go storming in there. Give him some space, that's what he did for us," I say, tugging on his arm.

Fred lets go of the door handle and looks at me. "You're right," he says, "It's only fair." He walks back to the window and then jerks his head away again. "Okay, they're snogging. Shows over folks, nothing to see here."

We all laugh and walk away from The Three Broomsticks, our spirits high. "Well, now that we're all out here, we might as well do something," Ginny suggests. She grabs Harry's hand and leads him to the Hog's Head. Fred and I follow, hand in hand as they enter the pub. I am overwhelmed when I reach the inside. The place looks so much brighter and cleaner as opposed to the old grubby interior. There are red armchairs around smooth, brand new tables, a big Hog's Head on the one of the walls, the bar is cleaner and now there is a wide selection of drinks behind it, but the biggest shock is Aberforth. His hair is cut to shoulder length and his beard is gone. The only reason I recognise him is because of his eyes, which match Professor Dumbledore's.

"Hello, Aberforth," says Harry as he approaches the bar.

"Oh, hello there, Harry. How are you?" Aberforth asks.

"Oh, I'm fine thanks, it's hard but I..." And they fall into a conversation about the war, which I don't really want to listen to. So I lead Fred into one of the armchairs and I sit on his lap, leaning into him.

"I don't really don't want to talk about the war. I just want to sit here with you." I say, looking up at Fred.

"Yeah, me neither. But I guess Harry's one of those people who need to talk their pain out of them. Let him talk, you don't have to listen." Fred says as he strokes my cheek.

I smile and kiss him. Then I lean my head on his shoulder and close my eyes.

The next thing I know is I'm lying back in my bed, with my boyfriend by my side, just how I like it.