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Chapter 11
Longbottom Manor
"Okay Okay! You guys can stop making fun of me!" Harry was sitting down in Hermione's floor with his arms crossed.
Neville threw a pillow at him. "You got to admit, being invited to a Death Day party was kind of weird." He said. "I mean, it's literally a party catered for ghosts. We did not belong there."
"I just didn't want to be rude…" Harry muttered.
Hermione was smiling down at her boys from her bed. "I suppose it would be nice to say you attended a Death Day Party, how many living people can say that?" She said with a matter of fact.
Neville was holding in his laughter and pointed at his nose. "We also managed to get most of the Weasley Twins requirements of Chaos but we decided that since everyone was scared of Harry, the pranks could be done after everything was cleared. The Twins agreed."
Harry jumped up with excitement, "Mione! You should have seen us! Neville and I decided to go into the Forbidden Forest in my broom since we didn't know what was hiding in there and everything was fine until we saw this giant spider!" Harry's face was light up. "Logically when I saw it, I knew I had to get closer and see it up close. Neville said it wasn't a smart idea but we still did it." Neville shook his head to the memory. "Anyway, it started chasing us so I had to fly away and it almost caught us but all of the sudden, we appeared in front of the castle. Like in a flash. We don't really know what happened." Harry said thoughtfully.
"I said maybe Dumbledore saw but no professor came out to give us detention so we just assumed we flew really fast." Neville said.
…Flew really fast. Hermione closed her eyes, she wanted to slap each boy on their head but decided a deep breath was the best solution. "Well I can tell you that it wasn't your flying. Someone helped you guys but I don't know who or what."
Harry shrugged, "Well, whatever or whoever, we owe them, they saved our lives." Neville nodded. "We tried looking but no luck."
Hermione thought for a moment. "You have to admit that, that was strange."
Neville pulled on Hermione curl. "Yeah, but nothing happened so why stress about it?"
They had a point. "Fine, anything else interesting?" Hermione asked.
"Aside from the whole school thinking Harry is a murder, nothing much has happened." Neville said. "I mean, the Twin's little sister has been kind of weird. She stares at Harry a lot. George said not to worry about it. He's been hanging out with us a lot now. Fred too but sometimes he leaves to hang out with Angelica. George doesn't like her much so he stays with us. He said she smiles too much at him."
Hermione felt something inside her that she couldn't understand. She felt pain but she wasn't sure why did it hurt to hear Fred had been hanging out with another girl. Sure, she liked him, he was funny, but she couldn't like like him, could she? "And, do you guys like her?" Hermione asked innocently.
Harry nodded, "She's awesome. She's a chaser for the team and she's really funny too."
Neville shrugged, "Don't know, never bothered to talk to her. I doubt she even knows my name. Why do you ask?"
Hermione looked away as she blushed. "Oh no reason. I just wanted to know."
Neville and Harry being who they were didn't bother to push her into answering. She was thankful they didn't. "So, I have been thinking, I want to take you both to watch a film."
Harry's eyes lit up. "Like at the movie theater?"
Hermione heart bleed a little of Harry, knowing that the Dursley's probably went all the time but left Harry behind. "Yes! I want to watch Candyman. You probably don't know about it but it came out at the beginning of November and this week is it's last run."
"Candyman? Is it about a man who makes candy?" Neville asked.
Hermione almost wanted to be evil and say yes but she didn't want to scare them too much. "It's actually a horror movie. That means it will be scary."
Harry and Neville both nodded viciously, "I want to see it. Neville, we should tell the twins too! I'm sure they would like to get scared."
Neville stood up and grinned at them. "I say we tell them it is a about candy so that they will be surprised!"
"Brilliant Neville!" Harry exclaimed. "Come on guys, let's floo them!"
Hermione just stood back with her mouth slightly open. She didn't know if Harry and Neville would behave in a theater room, nevertheless, the Twins!
She walked to the floo room and caught their conversation.
"And Mione said it was about candy, right Harry?" Neville nudged Harry.
Harry nodded. "Right, Nev!"
Hermione could make out the faces of both of the twins but one of them called to her. His smile made her feel warm inside.
"As long as Hermione doesn't mind, we would be happy to escort you younglings." George said.
Harry waved his hands, "Mione doesn't mind, she's standing right here. Say hi Mione!"
4 pairs of eyes found her, 2 looked at her with admiration, 1 with curiosity, and the last with something she couldn't make out. "The film starts at 7pm tomorrow. Floo over at 6:30pm and we can all leave together." Hermione said.
"I wouldn't miss it for the world." Fred said. Hermione smiled at him as she blushed.
"Great! See you then!" Harry cut the call before anyone could say goodbye. he turned smiling at Hermione and noticed her light blush. "Are you sick? Your face is red."
Hermione groaned and covered her face. Really, Harry couldn't be that dense!
If Hermione wanted, she could have done all the research herself. Merlin knows she was a perfectionist. However, like Professor Santini said, this was a problem for Hogwarts so Harry and Neville were quickly recruited into her research team. Longbottom Manor had a huge library however, due to the family magic being closely tied with Herbology, there wasn't many books on creatures.
Hermione felt defeated until Neville told her there were 2 other smaller libraries in 2 other Longbottom properties where the least looked for topics were stored.
After talking with Grandma, they decided they will be going the day after Christmas. In 3 days. Hermione couldn't wait!
For today, they decided to enjoy a day of games until they had to get ready to meet the Twins.
Around 5, Hermione excused herself to take a shower. The boys probably wouldn't mind but she felt she needed to feel fresh for the movies. It had nothing to do with a certain twin. No, she told herself. Hygiene is important, she thought.
Exactly at 6:30pm, she started hearing the clear signs of a house full of rowdy boys.
Hermione decided to wear her tan winter coat and black boots. Her blouse was a simple pink long sleeve with a scoop neckline. She felt cute in her outfit and she didn't look like she spend an hour picking it out. Her hair was loose but she parted it slightly more to the left. It made her curls fall on her face but not too much that it covered half her face.
She started walking towards the floo to meet the boys, right away she realized tonight was going to be a long day. All 4 boys were on the floor wrestling each other. Harry decided to take on Fred and Neville was barely keeping it together with George.
"Give it up boys!"
"Yeah, you're simply not strong enough to take us on. Maybe in a couple of years, and more training, you might."
"Until then, we are still superior!" Fred and George said together as they sat on top of both Harry and Neville.
Hermione shook her head as she chuckled. That drew the attention to her.
"Mione!"
"It's not what it looks like!"
"They cheated!"
"As if we need to cheat." George huffed.
"I'm sure it was fair and square, now, we have to get going. Grandma said we can floo to the Leaky Cauldon and from there, walk down the street. The Movie Theater shouldn't take more than a 5 minutes walking." Hermione said.
She was fixing her purse. She had gone with Grandma earlier in the day and gotten muggle money for spending. Truthfully, it was probably too much but Grandma said she wanted all of them to have a good time.
"Well," Hermione said. "What are you waiting for? Floo to the Leaky Cauldon. Quickly!"
George went first, then Neville, and Harry. Fred insisted Hermione go before him since he didn't want her to stay alone. Finally, Fred passed and they all started walking down the street.
Neville, Harry and George had started a debate on what position was the most important in Quidditch and considering each was devoted to their position, Harry was being overwhelmed. Both Neville and George defended their Beater position with everything they had.
Meanwhile, Fred and Hemione followed behind them. They were walking super close to each other that their hands would brush but neither with try to hold the others hand.
It was quite funny to see them together. Hermione was average height for her age but compared to Fred, she might as well be sitting. Fred had recently grown a few inches so he towered dramatically over her.
"So…how's school?" Fred asked. Hermione could see he was struggling to keep himself together. Perhaps she put on too much perfume. Discreetly, Hermione pulled on a hair strand to check if her shampoo was too strong.
"It's been good. The Professor's challenge me. Potions is quickly becoming a favorite of mine." Hermione said as she fixed her collar.
Fred watched Hermione before taking a deep breath. He couldn't get enough of her perfume. "I guess anyone is better than Snape." Fred joked.
"Well, my professor is the Grandchild of a muggle killer."
Fred's eyes widen. "And is this professor…safe?"
"Oh of course. Professor Millefeuille is strict and could do with some social skills but I mean, everyone right away assumes he's evil because of his family. I can understand why he is reserved." Hermione was smiling absently and somehow Fred was becoming jealous of this so called Milly fello. He frowned down at her.
Hermione started feeling uncomfortable. "Are you okay, Fred?"
"Yes." Fred said harshly.
Hermione looked away from him. Really, she couldn't take it if Fred of all people was angry with her. She couldn't say why but Fred had the ability to make her feel safe and scared at the same time. It unnerved her.
Fred ran his hand over his hair. "I'm sorry Hermione. I just…" He shook his head. "I mean, I'm happy to see you. I don't want to ruin it."
Hermione let go the air she didn't know she was holding. "I'm happy to see you too, Fred. Which is funny because I hardly see you."
Fred drew a dramatic hand over his heart. "Lady Hermione I apologize for that! I promise to make my face a permanent fixture in your life from now on!"
"I would like that, actually." Hermione said timidly.
Fred stopped them and smiled sweetly into Hermione's eyes. "I would like that too."
Hermione blushed slightly. Fred liked the color on her and wouldn't mind being the reason for making her blush all the time. He tucked in a loose hair strand behind her ear and let his hand grab her small hand.
"Hey! You two! We're going to be late!" Harry yelled.
Hermione pulled back her hand and Fred right away felt like pulling it back but he didn't want to scare her.
"Coming!" Fred yelled. He winked at Hermione and placed his hand at the small of her back to lead her.
Hermione gathered her thoughts and went to buy the tickets. She gave everyone their tickets and led them in.
After buying the snacks and drinks, the boys practically ran to the show room. Hermione ended up sitting in the middle with Neville and Fred next to her.
"So you said this was a story about a man who makes candy?" Fred whispered in Hermione's ear.
She shivered. "Actually, this is a scary film about a man called Candyman." She grinned as Fred and George looked confused for a moment. Harry and Neville were both chuckling as the twins prepared themselves for the movie.
Fred leaned in again. "I have always wanted to come see a movie, since we learned about it in Muggle Studies." He pointed at himself and George who was already lost to the trailers.
"Well I'm glad the boys thought about inviting you." Hermione whispered.
"I'm glad it was with you."
Hermione shivered again. Really, Fred needed to stop before Harry started asking her if she was cold.
The movie experience went as expected. The scared and jumped at the appropriate times and neither set of trouble boys did a single thing to require a lecture.
Hermione would hide her face at the scary parts, and after a particular scary part, she grabbed on Fred's arm to hide. Fred wanted to laugh but seeing Hermione hold on his arm rather than the boy she considered her brother gave him a huge ego boost. He wanted to be the one who Hermione went to when she was scared.
George at one point turned to look at his twin's reaction and saw the scene that they made with Hermione leaning in on him. He also noticed Neville noticed too. Harry was a bit too far and short to see over but he had no doubt Neville will tell him soon. George hoped they didn't react badly.
After the movie, Harry suggested they get pizza from across the street, something Fred and George haven't had before.
"I'm telling you, muggles know food!" George pulled on a slice that was extra cheesy. His eyes glazed over as he fell in love with the slice. Fred could only nod as his cheeks were full at the moment.
When they flooed back to Longbottom Manor, the twins wanted to make sure they managed to get to the house safely, Lady Longbottom was waiting for them.
"Good, you managed to get back safely." Lady Longbottom said. "Thank you Misters Weasley from making sure they got back. I suppose we will see you in at your family Christmas Dinner, yes?"
"Yes ma'am." George said. "We were supposed to stay at Hogwarts because my parents planned to go to Egypt to visit Bill, our older brother."
"But it was changed last minute and Bill will be coming to visit us instead." Fred finished.
"Will Charlie be coming back too?" Neville asked.
"Who knows. He doesn't really say when he will visit. He just shows up and there. Hopefully though." Fred said.
"Well," George said. "We best be going now. Can't have too much of a good thing. You know. Thank you again Lady Longbottom for having us and thanks for inviting us, kiddos."
Fred didn't want to leave Hermione but he will see her soon so with everything that he had of restrain, he pulled Hermione's hand up to his lips and kissed her knuckles. "See you later." He winked at her and then turned to jump in the floo.
Lady Longbottom smiled, she liked seeing Fred showing Hermione the respect she deserved. She decided to leave her grandkids alone, she was sure they needed to talk.
"Um, Hermione." Neville asked. "What was that?"
"It was nothing, Neville."
Neville thought for a moment. "And the holding his hand in the theater?"
"YOU WERE HOLDING HANDS WITH FRED!" Harry exclaimed.
"No!" Hermione yelled. "I held on to him because I got scared. I was not holding his hand, Neville!"
Neville thought about for a moment again and then nodded. "Okay, if you say so."
Hermione knew Neville was not dumb, so his dismissal was not for his benefit but for hers.
"Wait, I'm confused, did you hold Fred's hand or not?" Harry asked. Hermione rolled her eyes and walked away. "Hermione don't you leave me like this!" Neville was laughing at Harry's expense.
On Christmas morning, Neville and Harry went to sneak up on Hermione and woke her up.
"Wake up Mione!" They jumped on her bed.
"Time for presents!" They shook her to wake up.
"I'm seriously debating on throwing your presents in the fire." Hermione grumbled into her pillow.
"Oh, stop being grumpy, Mione. It's Christmas!"
"And most importantly, we can open all the presents now! So, come on!" Harry pulled her up.
Barely awake, Hermione managed to get to the living room where all the presents were laid out.
"We woke up early and arranged the presents by person." Neville said.
Hermione would have been impressed with their thoughtfulness if it wasn't 5am.
She got a lots of sugar quills and a new leather notebook from Valko. A talking mirror from Fleur. A new set of chaser gloves from Charlotte. Dominique and Cecilia put their gifts in the same package, which were a new box of her favorite perfume and a book on healing practices, Hermione wondered why those specific gifts. George sent her a box of chocolate and a note saying to share it with someone special. Fred sent her a rose that had been captured in its prime and preserved to stay like that forever, along with a beautiful butterfly hair clip that fluttered. Her parents sent her 5 new outfits. Lady Longbottom gifted her with a bracelet with rubies. From the looks of it, they all got ruby jewelry, to represent their family. Harry gave her a wand hostler and Neville gave her a beautiful cashmere scarf. Lastly, a thin package was laying on the floor, it felt like paper. She opened it and inside was a picture of her from the summer in France. It was taken when Harry and Neville were distracted with the prank store. Hermione was sitting on the fountain, looking absently to the left. Hermione freaked out. Behind the picture, there was a note that said,
Dear Sweet Child, I haven't forgotten you.
Hermione gasped and that drew the attention of the boys to her. After seeing the note, they pulled Hermione in and held her as she cried.
She didn't mean to cry but knowing that there was someone who wanted to kill her made her lose control.
Lady Longbottom grabbed the note and picture and put it away. Saying that she will be sending it to the French Auror office.
It took a while but Hermione finally calmed down enough to let go of Neville and demand to see what gifts they got. They soon pushed the picture out of their minds and focused on their new gifts.
Dinner time was almost near and Hermione was sitting patiently in the living room with Lady Longbottom. They were waiting on the boys to finish getting ready.
Hermione was dressed in a pretty satin light blue dress. Her white outer robe was perfectly tied in a rather elaborated bow. Lady Longbottom approved her attire. She looked exactly like what a proper pureblood princess would look like.
They soon heard stomping coming down the stairs and shouting.
"WE'RE READY!"
Lady Longbottom and Hermione stood up and walked to the floo to find Harry and Neville trying to catch their breath.
"Good." Lady Longbottom said. "I will go first then Harry, Hermione and lastly, you Neville. Okay?"
They nodded. One by one they left.
Hermione wasn't sure what she expected when she stepped out of the fireplace but it certainly wasn't the full Weasley clan to be standing, waiting. She was taken back a bit, but one look at Fred and George gave her the confidence to stand tall.
Mrs. Weasley rushed over and greeted Lady Longbottom. "Welcome Augusta!" Mrs. Weasley turned to the teens. "Ah, I know all of you of course, Mr. Potter, Mr. Longbottom, and Miss Granger." She smiled widely at them. "Welcome to our home. This are my children, Bill, the oldest, Charlie, Percy, Fred and George you know of course, Ron, and Ginny, my youngest and only baby girl." Mrs. Weasley reached over and pinched Ginny's cheek which made Ginny blush with embarrassment and Fred and George snickered.
Hermione turned to look at Harry and Neville after the introductions. They surprisingly had a polite face on. Lady Longbottom must have talked to them.
"Well, I'm still preparing dinner, Augusta, care to help me?" Lady Longbottom nodded. "Children, you can stay here and mingle, alright?" Mrs. Weasley practically ran to the kitchen, dragging Lady Longbottom with her. Mr. Weasley laughed and excused himself.
"So, you're the famous Hermione Granger." Bill said. Hermione turned to look up at the man who's red hair was long enough to reach his shoulders.
Fred and George instantly went and put their arms around her. "Yep! Didn't I tell you she was something."
"Something alright." Ron muttered under his breath.
Ginny elbowed him. "Remember what Mum said. You say one rude thing to the guests and you go to bed without dinner. Do you want that Ron?" Rod shook his head and kept his mouth shut.
"So," Charlie turned to Harry and Neville. "I heard you play Quidditch too. What positions?"
"I play seeker for Gryffindor." Harry said proudly.
"I play beater but I have to wait until these two graduate to get on the team." Neville pointed at the twins.
"Don't worry, little Neville, with our training, you will no doubt get on the team." George said.
Percy was watching the conversation but didn't care to join any. he just sat next to Ron and made sure he didn't do anything stupid.
Ginny getting tired of babysitting Ron moved to sit with Fred and George, who still had Hermione between them. "Um, so, how do you like your school, Hermione?" Ginny asked.
"Oh, it's lovely. I have great friends and the professors are quiet challenging. I also like having my own room. The dorms at Hogwarts gave no privacy."
Ginny giggled. "That's true, try having 4 brothers in the same Hogwarts house as you. I never have privacy."
"And why, dear sister, do you need privacy? You won't happen to have a little boyfriend, do you?" George teased.
Ginny blushed. "NO!" she looked down at her hands. "Just Tom."
Percy rolled his eyes. "For the last time, Tom is your diary, it is not a boy."
Ginny didn't look up from her hands again. Hermione watched her with concern.
"She's alright. She just likes to pretend her diary talks to her. Really, nothing wrong with her." Fred said.
Hermione wasn't sure. She wanted to pull Ginny to talk but as soon as she opened her mouth to call her, Mrs. Weasley called them in to eat.
"Okay children, find your seat." Mrs. Weasley said eagerly. "The names are on the plates."
"Seating chart…that's new" Bill stated. Everyone awkwardly found their seats. Hermione was seated between Neville and Harry with Fred directly across from her.
"Your cup is the one on your right. Don't mix them up." Mrs. Weasley threaten.
Mr. Weasley had no idea why his wife was suddenly picky about placement but he assumed there was a reason and he went along with it.
"Now, before we eat, let's make a toast…to family!" Mrs. Weasley raised her glass.
"TO FAMILY!"
Mrs. Weasley and Lady Longbottom didn't even take a sip. They were both waiting to see if the test was successful or not.
Earlier
"Okay, I have everything set up, their cups have been laced and I placed them directly in front of each other so the eye contact will be quicker." Mrs. Weasley said that all in one breath.
"Good, and are you sure no one else will see it?"
Mrs. Weasley shook her head. "Only you and I will since we are the ones tasting them. They won't even see it. We can tell them after and do the test again so they can see it but for now, we need to know if they are or not before we tell them. I fear Fred wouldn't deal well if we make him believe and it turns out it is not true."
Longbottom nodded. "I believe Hermione might have a crush too. I just don't want to push them into it. They seem to be developing naturally as it is."
Mrs. Weasley grinned, oh she couldn't wait!
"So, what's going to happen?"
Mrs. Weasley picked up the cup, "Once they drink from the cup, the potion will active a bond search. If they have a bond created, they will start glowing in a soft golden color. Once they drink it, they have 5 minutes before the potion wears off to look into their bonded eyes. If they are true bond, the glow will change into a red color. That's why I need them to be at eye contact seating. After that, the glow will slowly go away in 10 minutes or less."
"Good, well, might as well get to it. Call them in."
End of Flashback
Hermione thought the cider tasted a bit bitter but she wasn't going to be rude and complain. She finished it and turned to talk to Harry and Ginny. Ginny was going on and on about her favorite Quidditch team, The Holyhead Harpies.
Fred on the other side was having a conversation with George, Neville and Bill. Bill was telling them about his latest curse.
Lady Longbottom and Mrs. Weasley were at the edge of their seats. They could see the glow around Hermione and Fred but neither was looking at the other! Time was running out. The glow that surrounded the teens will disappear soon.
"Molly!" Augusta whispered. "Do something! Make them look at each other."
Mrs. Weasley nodded. But what can she do? She looked around and decided a little cheesiness wasn't going to hurt anyone. "Family! Guests! I would like you to look at the person directly across from you and ask them what they are thankful for." She saw everyone gave her confused looked. "Now! Ask now!" Mrs. Weasley sat back down and waited.
Hermione turned to look forward. It felt weird being forced to look at Fred by his mother. She looked up and met his warm brown eyes. She never noticed but they were a beautiful shade of golden brown. Nothing like her dull brown eyes. Suddenly she felt self-conscious and looked away.
"I like your eyes, Hermione." Fred said.
She looked up again and saw how sincere he was. She smiled up at him. They didn't even talk, just stared.
Down the table, 2 mothers were fanning themselves.
"So, it's true."
"They are True Bond." Mrs. Weasley said.
"What should we do?"
"We can tell them but knowing Hermione, she will feel like she is being forced into it…no I think we need to let them find each other and once they are together, we can tell them." Lady Longbottom looked across the room toward her grandchild and her bonded. "But by the looks of it, it won't be long. Fred is probably terrified of scaring her away."
Mrs. Weasley watched them. The dinner finished smoothly and they had moved back to the sitting room. They did seem to gravitate towards each other. Fred would look at Hermione when she was distracted and Fred would pretend to look away if he noticed Hermione looking at him.
Mrs. Weasley smiled fondly, "You're right. Let them find each other first. We just need to make sure neither gets hurt badly or else they can both get hurt again."
"That is my intention. Hermione has only left the house with me or with all 4 boys. Neville and Harry promised to not leave her side when out. As with school, so far Fleur has been doing great in keeping me updated on any injuries. She assumes that since quidditch injuries are common for both of them, that it won't affect either one. I believe only magic blocking and fatal injuries will be the ones we need to worry about.
Mrs. Weasley was lost in thought.
"Well, we will get going, don't forget, New Year's Eve Party at the manor. Tell your children they can bring dates."
"Of course!" Mrs. Weasley stood up with her. See you soon!"
Hermione was basically invisible behind the piles of books that surrounded her. Out of both Longbottom residences, only one had books on magical creatures. There was one in particular that fascinated her because it gave a different perspective on werewolves but she forced herself to put it down once she saw it had nothing to do with her search.
"Mione, I don't understand why we have to research. I thought your Defense Professor was looking into it."
Hermione looked up from her book and turned to look at Harry. Her left eye twitched and that's when he knew he messed up.
"Okay Harry, why don't we let Hogwarts Defense Professor take care of it, if Professors have all the answers." She closed her book and placed her hands folded on her lap, waiting for Harry to respond.
Harry put up his hands in defense. "Sorry…I just thought your professor was smarter than ours. Isn't she part of a family legacy that kills magical creatures?" Harry asked.
"Legacy, yes. kill, no. She comes from the Scamander family and they are legendary in the nurturing and discovery of magical creatures but they don't kill them. They love them." Hermione said with a matter of fact tone. "I believe her older brother is a Magizoologist, but she's went to the Defense route. Don't know why…" Hermione bit her lip.
Harry nodded and slouched down his seat. He kicked the desk leg lightly. "I'm just so tired Mione…it's not fair that I'm being accused. I killed Voldemort last year! Shouldn't that count for something!"
Hermione's gave Harry a shrug. "I get it, but once we figure this out, everyone will beg you forgiveness, I'm sure of it."
Harry did a small smirk before laughing. "Yeah, until next year." he stuck out his tongue at Hermione.
"Hey! No being rude!" Hermione throw a ball of parchment at Harry. "Well, I didn't find anything that sounds like what we are looking for. I guess I have to wait and see if anyone of my friends found anything." Hermione stood up and dusted herself. "Come on, let's go help Grandma and Neville with the party arrangements."
Harry stood up quickly, happy to leave the library. They had been reading none stop for 5 days straight. Secretly he was jealous Neville got out of research time since he had to help his Grandma prepare the event. But, then again, would he be having more fun making orders and just listening to Grandma make all the decisions? Harry had to think about that one.
I so wanted to included the party but this chapter was long enough and i wanted to add more elements to the party.
I hope you like the shy crush Hermione is forming. She's 13 now so she is bound to notice boys and one in particular.
Thank You for reading!
And if you like Hermione/Sirius and slight Hermione/Remus, I posted a slightly long OneShot called "I loved Her Too!" lol I know the title is lame but its a shout out to the spanish song that inspired the idea.