AN: Ok so yeah, long time in the making and I give you like 350 words, I am soooo sorry. But but if you go back to chapter six it's totaly redone (kind of) and needs to be reread if you are to understand what is going on. Also, I have writen a few oneshots that are in this universe(the on I have created) and it will be called "A day in the life of" seires, it will just give you more insite as to what is going on and hopefuly explain a few things that I won't be able to in this story, so please check it out. By the By I don't own harry potter, please come mourn with me.
A new day dawned on the Weasley household. And with that many residents of said household were awoken to Mrs.Weasley already starting a nice meal for her family.
Hermione didn't want to get up.
'It's too early, I'm too old/young to be up at this time, they have this time?'
In truth Hermione had stayed up late into the night, not sure how to feel and just not wanting to cry. She shouldn't be crying, she told her self, she was back with the Weasley's and that's all that mattered. But seeing the look on Luke's face, and then obliterating his memory, it was just hard to deal with. And she hadn't really found out what she felt about him, did she, did she love him? She didn't think so but this was a thing to think about when Ginny wasn't pounding on her door, telling her she needed to get up now.
A few hours later saw Hermione itching to get to Diagon Alley. The people at that place had long ago destroyed her wand. And she just wanted to get back and see the same old places, and hopefully some of the same old faces.
She listened to the Wizarding Wireless while Ron tried to get Snape to let Harry talk thru the floo. He said something to the extent that Harry was not decent but if Ron could wait a few moments that he would be able to take his call. Ron visibly shuttered as he pulled him self out of the fireplace.
"What as ghastly image, ughh"
Hermione began to laugh at Ron's face; it looked as if he had taken some Polyjuice potion.
"What! Hermione you do not want that image in your head. Get it out. Hermione help.
Obliterate me, please."
"Oh Ron, it's not that bad. In fact it could be rather sweet. Just think two loving people rapped,"
Hermione wanted to continue but a blushing Harry just popped out of the fireplace, making Hermione giggle.
"Right shall we go then? Yes lets go." And with that Harry walk back over to the fireplace yelling The Leaky Cauldron. Hermione sighed and followed after him, shaking her head and Ron's gagging, the thought still not out of his head.