{Let me just say before I begin: I am not a shipper! In no way shape or form am I a shipper! I just thought of this story on the way to class and I could be more descriptive [leading you to believe I'm better heh heh] if it was R/H! Alrighty!? Thanks and remember, Responsible Readers Respond!}
Part 1-
Louie was a raindrop. He lived high above the earth in a cloud. Louie waited his whole life, just to drop from his cloud and land on the ground just to be sucked back up and it happen all over again. Louie couldn't wait for this day though. He teemed with anticipation at just the thought of seeing earth up close and personal. And today was his day. His next door neighbor on his left, Alvin and on his right, Francine, had dropped before. Francine came over to Louie's house and informed him they'd all be going to the ground today. Louie was excited so he sat in his living room and watched the video his father left him about what earth is like and then suddenly his cloud began to shake violently. The bottom dropped out of it and he plummeted to the ground fast. He watched as Alvin just dropped ever so nonchalantly. Louie looked down.
He could see a big fenced-in campus. There were six rows of buildings and he was heading towards the first. He fell fast and then realized he wasn't going to the building but towards the sidewalk. He knew what would happen if he didn't collect in a receptacle, he'd die. But the feeling was so invigorating he didn't want to think of what might happen. Then he saw a woman. His father had told him about women. They were tall and beautiful, with things poking out of their garments up top. That's how you can tell a woman from a man, Louie. His father would say. The woman had bushy brown hair with a hat on top of it. As Louie fell into the hat he saw Alvin and his next door neighbor Emily talking about their last drops. Louie was so excited he had just completed his first drop. This has to be the best feeling in the world! He thought. They hat continued to move as the woman started running. She went into the first building and walked past three blue doors. The fourth one had the words, 'Ms. Natolly- Kindergarten' on it in black. The woman took off the hat and shook the water out of it.
Louie was dead, lying on the floor smeared into the blue carpet, welcome mat. But that was the last thing on the mind of Hermione Granger-Weasly, the woman who'd been wearing the hat. She stuck it on the hat rack and looked around the room at the four circular tables. Each table had five small blue chairs, each holding a precious bundle of five year old, magical child. And by magical, I don't mean the way all mothers say their children are magical. No, these children were special. They had spent the day learning colors, sharing, and hearing the story of the Muggle who didn't know he was sold magical beans from a witch who bought his cow and ended up being eaten by a giant, who happened to be that particular witch's extremely hungry son.
Mrs. Granger-Weasly looked at the blue table, next to the red and orange tables, at the two little bushy red pigtails poking from atop the head of Kerolyn Weasly, her daughter and Kerrie for short. As the door clicked shut all twenty children and Ms. Natolly looked up. Kerrie squealed and ran to her mother who bent down to give her a hug. Kerrie burst into the ramblings a five-year-old goes into when they see their mother or father after a busy day at school.
"Oh, mummy, Ms. Natolly said that she thinks that tomorrow, at the tournament, Uncle Harry, and Uncle Fred, and Uncle George are gonna win!" She said and hugged her neck. Hermione laughed and put her daughter on the ground.
"Go get your things and we'll leave." Hermione said and Kerrie ran to the blue wall of cubbyholes that had a picture on every door. Kerrie told her cubby it's secret password and her and it opened up. Hermione looked over at Ms. Natolly at her desk. She was a short, fat woman with close cut brown hair that didn't flatter her face at all. She wore thin-framed glasses and smiled at Hermione.
"I do hope you and your husband have a good trip." She said and looked towards Kerrie who was putting on her almost empty pink backpack. "She's been talking about the tournament all week." Kerrie ran up to her mom and tugged at her pant leg.
"Can we go now mommy!" She whined.
"Go say good bye to all of your friends before you go, we'll be gone a whole week!" Hermione smiled and watched Kerrie run over to her table as her back pack almost fell off her shoulders. Kerrie gave a hug to Dean Thomas' daughter, Lindsey Thomas and her 'boyfriend' Ricky Colsby, a boy who's father worked with Ron in the Department of Muggle Relations. Kerrie ran over to her again and Hermione smiled and waved to the class and grabbed her hat and Kerrie's pink umbrella off the coat rack. They left the classroom and started towards the parking lot in Tybird Elementary. They got to Hermione's car and Kerrie sat in the front seat. Her feet dangled off the leather seat of the black Honda Civic and she pressed one of the presets on the radio and the song "Shut Up" by Blink 182 was playing loudly.
"Shut the duck up she said, I'm goin duckin dead. You're always too loud; everything's too loud. Now that all my friends read, this place is duckin dead when can we move out? I wanna move out this sit has gotta stop!" She shouted. Hermione frantically tried to turn off the radio and drive into oncoming traffic at the same time.
"Kerolyn Ginnifer Weasly!" Hermione said once the radio was off, thankful that her daughter had mis-said every other word of the song.
"What? Daddy was listening to it yesterday and he set it on your car! Why can't I sing it?" She asked looking up at her mother who was gripping the black leather steering wheel tightly, almost as tightly as her lips were closed together.
"Kerrie, mommy's and daddy's are aloud to listen to music that little girls aren't aloud to."
"Thats not fair mommy! Aunt Ginny listens to it and she's not a mommy!"
"Well, Aunt Ginny's a grown up." Hermione said trying to reason with the small child. "Kerrie! We aren't listening to it! Quit messing with the radio sweetheart! Now!" Kerrie huffed and crossed her arms. They drove for a little while and they got to the Weasly residence. Or the Burrow 2 as the small wooden sign proclaimed. Though it looked nothing like the home her husband grew up in. It was two stories, solidly built of course, and was one of the most expensive houses on the block. They lived in subdivision called Harbor Hills, which made no sense because there wasn't a harbor for miles. But it didn't matter much it was beautiful. They pulled into the driveway and Hermione had to move away from her usual parking space because the driveway was full.
In her space sat the blue flying Ford that her father-in-law drove. Next to it was her husband's green SUV. Three other cars sat in the grass. Two Toyota Camarys, one orange, one black and a red Pick Up.
Kerrie got out of the car and ran to the front door. Hermione shouted something to her about wiping her feet but she didn't listen. Kerrie ran through the door and threw down her backpack. The adults were in the kitchen with drinks at the breakfast bar.
"Do you remember the time we snuck out and went to Honeydukes and there were those girls and... Kerrie!" George was sitting on a stool sipping on a glass of champagne, talking to his twin brother. "Don't suprise your uncle like that!" He scolded and picked her up. He propped her on his lap and sat down his drink.
"Hello there, Kerrie." Said a woman from behind her Uncle Fred, though Kerrie couldn't really tell at times.
"Kerrie, this is Hannah Rolo." She was tall and pretty. Her long curly, black hair framed her dark face.
"Did you meet her in Ishreal?"
"Israel, Kerrie." Fred corrected her.
"What happened to Laurie?" Kerrie asked with her eyes big with questions.
"Yeah, Fred, what happened to Laurie? And Dana, and Nadia?" Harry joked. He sat next to Ginny and Fred on the other side of the bar.
"Could you not make fun of my brother, Harry?" Ginny said and rolled her eyes. "Besides, little ears!" She said pointing out Kerrie on George's lap. "Are you excited, Kerrie?" Ginny asked. Kerrie nodded furiously with a big smile.
"Mummy says I get to use a port key, I've never used one of those before!" She said. Everyone laughed as Hermione came in carrying two brown paper bags full of groceries.
"Little help!" She called from the foyer. Ron ran over to her and took one of the bags. "There's some more out in the car dear." She said and kissed him on the cheek. She came into the kitchen to applause and she smiled to them.
"Hey, Hermione." Harry said with a nod.
"I see your grammar hasn't improved recently." She said with a laugh. "How're you doing?" She asked and gave him an affectionate hug. Fred looked across the way to George with an eyebrow raised. He'd always assumed there was something going on between Harry and Hermione. Even at the wedding reception when they danced together, he was whispering about it to his then 'love of his life' Amanda Raybern.
Ron came through the door with the last two bags of groceries and sat them on the counter. He and Hermione emptied the bags and started putting them in a cooler that seemed to hold anything and everything and kept it any temperature you wished. They heard a clunking coming down the stairs as Mr. and Mrs. Weasly coming down the stairs.
"Ron the house looks great!" Mr. Weasly approved. Ron nodded and shoved a bag of Bertie Bott's Everyflavor Beans - Jumbo Sized in the cooler.
"NANA!" Kerrie exclaimed as she saw her grandmother. She jumped off her uncle's lap and into her arms. "What'd you get me!" She asked excitedly. Ron curled his toes in his shoes.
"We really need to talk to her about her manners." He whispered to Hermione.
"Yes, her language as well. But her choice of music goes hand in hand in that, as you might know." She said with her eyebrows raised.
"Oh, aren't I aloud to listen to some music when I want to?" He asked as his mother handed Kerrie a small brown package.
"Music is all well and good but give it a rest around her, alright, your sister was listening to it too."
"Ginny can listen too." Ron said under his breath. Hermione shot him a look that said she heard him. But they didn't go much further into an argument as they had growing up because Hermione started to laugh at the thought of being mean to Ron. He pulled her over and gave her a big kiss.
"Ok, lovebirds!" Harry inturrupted. "Goodness, this reminds me of my last game back in Bulgaria when you were interviewing me for the Daily Prophet, Hermione. Ron, you just came in and interrupted the interview completely! If you know what I mean..."
"I remember." Ron said with a smile to his wife, who was blushing. She was the top reporter for the Daily Prophet and she was promising a report with Harry Potter, star Quidditch Seeker for the Chudley Cannons. Then, in mid-interview, Ron burst through the door with flowers and they drove off for a romantic weekend in Scotland. She shook her head and smiled at her two best friends. Her husband and a hero. Kerrie came back around into the kitchen and saw everyone.
"Nana got me a book, Daddy!" She shouted and showed the small brown book to her father.
"Oh dear God." Harry said with his hand on his forehead.
"NO!" Ron wailed.
"Kerrie, this is an amazing piece of literature." Hermione said and knelt down to the small girl. In her tiny hands she held 'Hogwarts: A History'
"Why? Why did you get this for her? She's going to into a minnie Hermione!" Fred shouted. Hermione dropped her jaw and looked at them angrily.
"Fred, get the lighter fuel, six matches, and a penguin."
"What's the penguin for, George?"
"I don't know penguins are just cool."
"WOULD YOU TWO STOP IT!" Ron bellowed. "This is my wife you're talking about!"
"You complained to us so many times over summer break about how Hermione was so annoying. 'Hermione frieken Granger, she always talks about that blasted Hogwarts book. I don't even need to read the damn book she could quote every word' So don't yell at us for talking about it." George replied.
"Hermione frieken Granger? I would think you could have come up with a better word to describe me." She said softly. "Kerrie, let's go upstairs and burn your new book."
"But I wanna keep it Mummy." Kerrie said looking around with very big eyes. She looked sad that no one wanted her to keep her book.
"As you should," Mrs. Weasly said. Speaking for the first time since giving the book to Kerrie. "this book is very educational. And Fred, I personally wouldn't mind having two Hermione's around. I'd much rather have two of her then two of you, but of course, I have two of you." She eyed the twins angrily and walked over to Kerrie and Hermione. "Ginny, Hannah, if you would like to join us up stairs in civilized conversation then you may come." Ginny and Hannah looked at each other nervously and then proceeded up the stairs. Fred looked at the open hallway leading to the living room, which led to the staircase, bug-eyed.
"Well that was impolite."
Part 1-
Louie was a raindrop. He lived high above the earth in a cloud. Louie waited his whole life, just to drop from his cloud and land on the ground just to be sucked back up and it happen all over again. Louie couldn't wait for this day though. He teemed with anticipation at just the thought of seeing earth up close and personal. And today was his day. His next door neighbor on his left, Alvin and on his right, Francine, had dropped before. Francine came over to Louie's house and informed him they'd all be going to the ground today. Louie was excited so he sat in his living room and watched the video his father left him about what earth is like and then suddenly his cloud began to shake violently. The bottom dropped out of it and he plummeted to the ground fast. He watched as Alvin just dropped ever so nonchalantly. Louie looked down.
He could see a big fenced-in campus. There were six rows of buildings and he was heading towards the first. He fell fast and then realized he wasn't going to the building but towards the sidewalk. He knew what would happen if he didn't collect in a receptacle, he'd die. But the feeling was so invigorating he didn't want to think of what might happen. Then he saw a woman. His father had told him about women. They were tall and beautiful, with things poking out of their garments up top. That's how you can tell a woman from a man, Louie. His father would say. The woman had bushy brown hair with a hat on top of it. As Louie fell into the hat he saw Alvin and his next door neighbor Emily talking about their last drops. Louie was so excited he had just completed his first drop. This has to be the best feeling in the world! He thought. They hat continued to move as the woman started running. She went into the first building and walked past three blue doors. The fourth one had the words, 'Ms. Natolly- Kindergarten' on it in black. The woman took off the hat and shook the water out of it.
Louie was dead, lying on the floor smeared into the blue carpet, welcome mat. But that was the last thing on the mind of Hermione Granger-Weasly, the woman who'd been wearing the hat. She stuck it on the hat rack and looked around the room at the four circular tables. Each table had five small blue chairs, each holding a precious bundle of five year old, magical child. And by magical, I don't mean the way all mothers say their children are magical. No, these children were special. They had spent the day learning colors, sharing, and hearing the story of the Muggle who didn't know he was sold magical beans from a witch who bought his cow and ended up being eaten by a giant, who happened to be that particular witch's extremely hungry son.
Mrs. Granger-Weasly looked at the blue table, next to the red and orange tables, at the two little bushy red pigtails poking from atop the head of Kerolyn Weasly, her daughter and Kerrie for short. As the door clicked shut all twenty children and Ms. Natolly looked up. Kerrie squealed and ran to her mother who bent down to give her a hug. Kerrie burst into the ramblings a five-year-old goes into when they see their mother or father after a busy day at school.
"Oh, mummy, Ms. Natolly said that she thinks that tomorrow, at the tournament, Uncle Harry, and Uncle Fred, and Uncle George are gonna win!" She said and hugged her neck. Hermione laughed and put her daughter on the ground.
"Go get your things and we'll leave." Hermione said and Kerrie ran to the blue wall of cubbyholes that had a picture on every door. Kerrie told her cubby it's secret password and her and it opened up. Hermione looked over at Ms. Natolly at her desk. She was a short, fat woman with close cut brown hair that didn't flatter her face at all. She wore thin-framed glasses and smiled at Hermione.
"I do hope you and your husband have a good trip." She said and looked towards Kerrie who was putting on her almost empty pink backpack. "She's been talking about the tournament all week." Kerrie ran up to her mom and tugged at her pant leg.
"Can we go now mommy!" She whined.
"Go say good bye to all of your friends before you go, we'll be gone a whole week!" Hermione smiled and watched Kerrie run over to her table as her back pack almost fell off her shoulders. Kerrie gave a hug to Dean Thomas' daughter, Lindsey Thomas and her 'boyfriend' Ricky Colsby, a boy who's father worked with Ron in the Department of Muggle Relations. Kerrie ran over to her again and Hermione smiled and waved to the class and grabbed her hat and Kerrie's pink umbrella off the coat rack. They left the classroom and started towards the parking lot in Tybird Elementary. They got to Hermione's car and Kerrie sat in the front seat. Her feet dangled off the leather seat of the black Honda Civic and she pressed one of the presets on the radio and the song "Shut Up" by Blink 182 was playing loudly.
"Shut the duck up she said, I'm goin duckin dead. You're always too loud; everything's too loud. Now that all my friends read, this place is duckin dead when can we move out? I wanna move out this sit has gotta stop!" She shouted. Hermione frantically tried to turn off the radio and drive into oncoming traffic at the same time.
"Kerolyn Ginnifer Weasly!" Hermione said once the radio was off, thankful that her daughter had mis-said every other word of the song.
"What? Daddy was listening to it yesterday and he set it on your car! Why can't I sing it?" She asked looking up at her mother who was gripping the black leather steering wheel tightly, almost as tightly as her lips were closed together.
"Kerrie, mommy's and daddy's are aloud to listen to music that little girls aren't aloud to."
"Thats not fair mommy! Aunt Ginny listens to it and she's not a mommy!"
"Well, Aunt Ginny's a grown up." Hermione said trying to reason with the small child. "Kerrie! We aren't listening to it! Quit messing with the radio sweetheart! Now!" Kerrie huffed and crossed her arms. They drove for a little while and they got to the Weasly residence. Or the Burrow 2 as the small wooden sign proclaimed. Though it looked nothing like the home her husband grew up in. It was two stories, solidly built of course, and was one of the most expensive houses on the block. They lived in subdivision called Harbor Hills, which made no sense because there wasn't a harbor for miles. But it didn't matter much it was beautiful. They pulled into the driveway and Hermione had to move away from her usual parking space because the driveway was full.
In her space sat the blue flying Ford that her father-in-law drove. Next to it was her husband's green SUV. Three other cars sat in the grass. Two Toyota Camarys, one orange, one black and a red Pick Up.
Kerrie got out of the car and ran to the front door. Hermione shouted something to her about wiping her feet but she didn't listen. Kerrie ran through the door and threw down her backpack. The adults were in the kitchen with drinks at the breakfast bar.
"Do you remember the time we snuck out and went to Honeydukes and there were those girls and... Kerrie!" George was sitting on a stool sipping on a glass of champagne, talking to his twin brother. "Don't suprise your uncle like that!" He scolded and picked her up. He propped her on his lap and sat down his drink.
"Hello there, Kerrie." Said a woman from behind her Uncle Fred, though Kerrie couldn't really tell at times.
"Kerrie, this is Hannah Rolo." She was tall and pretty. Her long curly, black hair framed her dark face.
"Did you meet her in Ishreal?"
"Israel, Kerrie." Fred corrected her.
"What happened to Laurie?" Kerrie asked with her eyes big with questions.
"Yeah, Fred, what happened to Laurie? And Dana, and Nadia?" Harry joked. He sat next to Ginny and Fred on the other side of the bar.
"Could you not make fun of my brother, Harry?" Ginny said and rolled her eyes. "Besides, little ears!" She said pointing out Kerrie on George's lap. "Are you excited, Kerrie?" Ginny asked. Kerrie nodded furiously with a big smile.
"Mummy says I get to use a port key, I've never used one of those before!" She said. Everyone laughed as Hermione came in carrying two brown paper bags full of groceries.
"Little help!" She called from the foyer. Ron ran over to her and took one of the bags. "There's some more out in the car dear." She said and kissed him on the cheek. She came into the kitchen to applause and she smiled to them.
"Hey, Hermione." Harry said with a nod.
"I see your grammar hasn't improved recently." She said with a laugh. "How're you doing?" She asked and gave him an affectionate hug. Fred looked across the way to George with an eyebrow raised. He'd always assumed there was something going on between Harry and Hermione. Even at the wedding reception when they danced together, he was whispering about it to his then 'love of his life' Amanda Raybern.
Ron came through the door with the last two bags of groceries and sat them on the counter. He and Hermione emptied the bags and started putting them in a cooler that seemed to hold anything and everything and kept it any temperature you wished. They heard a clunking coming down the stairs as Mr. and Mrs. Weasly coming down the stairs.
"Ron the house looks great!" Mr. Weasly approved. Ron nodded and shoved a bag of Bertie Bott's Everyflavor Beans - Jumbo Sized in the cooler.
"NANA!" Kerrie exclaimed as she saw her grandmother. She jumped off her uncle's lap and into her arms. "What'd you get me!" She asked excitedly. Ron curled his toes in his shoes.
"We really need to talk to her about her manners." He whispered to Hermione.
"Yes, her language as well. But her choice of music goes hand in hand in that, as you might know." She said with her eyebrows raised.
"Oh, aren't I aloud to listen to some music when I want to?" He asked as his mother handed Kerrie a small brown package.
"Music is all well and good but give it a rest around her, alright, your sister was listening to it too."
"Ginny can listen too." Ron said under his breath. Hermione shot him a look that said she heard him. But they didn't go much further into an argument as they had growing up because Hermione started to laugh at the thought of being mean to Ron. He pulled her over and gave her a big kiss.
"Ok, lovebirds!" Harry inturrupted. "Goodness, this reminds me of my last game back in Bulgaria when you were interviewing me for the Daily Prophet, Hermione. Ron, you just came in and interrupted the interview completely! If you know what I mean..."
"I remember." Ron said with a smile to his wife, who was blushing. She was the top reporter for the Daily Prophet and she was promising a report with Harry Potter, star Quidditch Seeker for the Chudley Cannons. Then, in mid-interview, Ron burst through the door with flowers and they drove off for a romantic weekend in Scotland. She shook her head and smiled at her two best friends. Her husband and a hero. Kerrie came back around into the kitchen and saw everyone.
"Nana got me a book, Daddy!" She shouted and showed the small brown book to her father.
"Oh dear God." Harry said with his hand on his forehead.
"NO!" Ron wailed.
"Kerrie, this is an amazing piece of literature." Hermione said and knelt down to the small girl. In her tiny hands she held 'Hogwarts: A History'
"Why? Why did you get this for her? She's going to into a minnie Hermione!" Fred shouted. Hermione dropped her jaw and looked at them angrily.
"Fred, get the lighter fuel, six matches, and a penguin."
"What's the penguin for, George?"
"I don't know penguins are just cool."
"WOULD YOU TWO STOP IT!" Ron bellowed. "This is my wife you're talking about!"
"You complained to us so many times over summer break about how Hermione was so annoying. 'Hermione frieken Granger, she always talks about that blasted Hogwarts book. I don't even need to read the damn book she could quote every word' So don't yell at us for talking about it." George replied.
"Hermione frieken Granger? I would think you could have come up with a better word to describe me." She said softly. "Kerrie, let's go upstairs and burn your new book."
"But I wanna keep it Mummy." Kerrie said looking around with very big eyes. She looked sad that no one wanted her to keep her book.
"As you should," Mrs. Weasly said. Speaking for the first time since giving the book to Kerrie. "this book is very educational. And Fred, I personally wouldn't mind having two Hermione's around. I'd much rather have two of her then two of you, but of course, I have two of you." She eyed the twins angrily and walked over to Kerrie and Hermione. "Ginny, Hannah, if you would like to join us up stairs in civilized conversation then you may come." Ginny and Hannah looked at each other nervously and then proceeded up the stairs. Fred looked at the open hallway leading to the living room, which led to the staircase, bug-eyed.
"Well that was impolite."