Had this little idea, let me know what you think!

Hermione's bag for the Burrow had been packed for weeks. Of course it had, she was Hermione Granger! 3rd year had been yet another action packed year, and she knew better than to assume this school year would be different. She'd hoped for that the previous two summers, and of course something else had happened.

The house was quiet, her parents were out yet again, rather preferring to be away from their 'abnormal' child than actually spend time with her and get to know the incredible woman she was becoming. It was the 16th of August, and finally, like a prisoner freed from their cell she was going home. Not this shell of a home with its pinstriped wall paper, no she was going home, the Burrow where at least everyone loved her.

She left a note for a parents, though she doubted they cared and headed for the train station.

Punctual as ever, Mr and Mrs Weasley were 5 minutes late picking her up from the train station, Mr Weasley had acquired a real muggle car and was driving them, rather haphazardly back home. Mrs Weasley, ever the mother was talking animatedly about how much Harry and Ron had missed her, and how glad she was that Hermione was joining them.

Soon the inner town disappeared and they left Ottery St. Catchpole, and the Weasley's higgle-de-piggledy house came into sight. the expansive fields that surrounded it felt endless and the house seemed quaint and cute.

Departing the car, her bag in hand, which Mr Weasley promptly relieved her of, she was jumped on by a giddy Ginny.

"Hermione!" The girl yelled, her long red hair seeming to have gotten even longer.

"Alright Gin" She said, patting the girls back.

"Mum and Dad said they have a surprise for us on Thursday!" Ginny said excitedly. "I'm so glad your here, I think Ron and Harry are too!"

"Alright Ginny dear, let the girl breathe, why don't you come inside with me and we'll start dinner? Hermione dear, I think Harry and Ron are with the Twins in the Orchard playing some Quidditch." Molly said ushering the youngest Weasley back into the house. Hermione nodded, heading for the Orchard area, a well secluded spot, perfect for the boys to play little Quidditch matches.

Emerging in the clear, Hermione felt a Bludger whizz past her face, barely missing her.

"'Mione!" She heard a shout and saw a messy dark haired boy on a brow a few feet above her head. This seemed to attract the attention of the other occupants of the field who all flew down in one almost choreographed move. "Good to see you"

"You to Harry" She hugged him tightly.

"Ronald" She said nodding at the youngest Weasley boy.

"Hermione" He replied in a similar curt tone.

"Fred" She said looking towards one of the twins, "George" she said to the other.

"How do you do that?" Fred asked.

"Do what?" Hermione shrugged.

"Tell us apart, we thought seriously we'd got you this time, we wore the same clothes had our hair cuts the same, we even wore the same aftershave!" George asked.

"I'm not telling you because then you'll do something that means I won't be able to" She laughed.

"When did you get her 'Mione?" Harry asked looking at his watch.

"Just now, Mr and Mrs Weasley collected me from the station" He nodded, "Speaking of which, I should probably go and help with dinner, don't be too late boys, I'm starving!" She laughed, before turning on her heel and retreating to the sanctuary of the Burrow and its other occupants.

By 11 that night, Hermione was exhausted, it had been a long day, and one from which she gone through the complete range of emotions. Lying on her bed in Ginny's room she could hear the whole house creaking, yet found it endearing.

Upstairs the boys were obviously fighting about who was the most handsome, and Harry and Ron were talking excitedly about something or other in Ron's attic bedroom. Across the room, Ginny was snoring soundly, her fiery red hair fanned around her on her pillow as she slept, and Hermione felt like she was home.

Her parents hadn't contacted her, not even to make sure she'd got to the Burrow safely, but then again, she didn't expect they would.

At Dinner time they had been visited by the mysterious Charlie Weasley, who of course had sniffed out it was Dinner time, and floo-ed home from Romania especially for it. He was a ruggedly handsome fellow, but Hermione supposed she wasn't after the ruggedly handsome type. Ginny seemed excited to see him again, though Hermione wasn't sure if this was residual excitement from her arrival earlier.

He'd returned to Romania after Dinner, and Mrs Weasley's smile never left her face.

Yes, this is what was home, this is what family was, this is how life should be!

There you have it, I know its short but the next chapters should be longer!

Thanks,

DWMS6