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Chapter 1
When You're Older: You'll Understand.
Hermione arrived at the house of Ron Weasley. She looked up at the rugged and rough house placed in what seemed to be a very large grassy field. It was the week of Harry's Birthday in the hot month of July. Harry would be staying for one week and leaving to go back to his muggle tormentors, also called the Dreaded Dursleys. The name was compliments of the Weasley Twins of course, but Ron and Ginny used the perfectly fitting title as well.
Hermione was staying with Ginny in her room, and Harry would stay with Ron in his. Hermione's parents, mostly her father, was distinctively stubborn about assuring himself his baby girl would have limited contact with the hormonal males of the household. (lol) As Hermione unpacked a there was a knock on Ginny's door.
"Hello?"
"It's me." The voice called.
"Who's me?" Hermione called back, knowing perfectly who it was at the door. (Her favorite red-headed friend.)
Ron then proceded to open the door. "Me's me!" He laughed happly, the infamous Ron smirk displayed on his face. Hermione rolled her eyes and smiled. "My mum told me to come and help you guys unpack before supper is ready." Ron explained.
"So what about Harry?" She asked, hinting the fact he said 'you guys'.
"Well uh Ginny decided that she would help Harry. Rather, she demanded it..."
Even Hermione smiled at this comment. It was a known fact to everyone, literally everyone, that Ginny Weasley had a huge crush on Harry Potter. "Well, I suppose she has her reasons!" Hermione chuckled. "So are you going help me out here or what?" She pointed to her open truk at the foot of her temporary bed. Mrs. Weasly had conjured a rental, insisting her comfort and proper sleep, much to Mr. Granger's liking as well.
"Oh yeah, 'course." Ron spit out, "youer don't mind me helping?" Blushing slightly.
"Nah, I already took care of my personals. Actually, some are placed around the room already. I didn't think Ginny would mind." The room was decorated with a few pictures of the Trio, and even some with Ginny in them. A shirt was laid out on the bed and covering it were a few blank pieces of parchment, along with letters. Ron recognized two of them were his. The second one was a letter he didn't like to mention, as a matter of fact, he didn't mention it to anyone at all. This was his longest summer letter, and for good reason. Some contents he had written were just pleading to be read by his older tiwn brothers to be later as torment.
"Uh.Hermione, do you really like to keep all of your letters?" Ron asked, pointing to the somewhat large pile.
"Most of them, yes, " She replied defenisvely. "I keep the ones that are important to me. You'll be happy to know I have some of yours in that pile."
"I noticed." Ron said trying not to beam with pleasure. He drew his attention to the dark blue trunk
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While sitting at the supper table enjoying a wonderful meal, in Hermione's opinion at least, she smiled and thought quitely. 'It must be nice to live here. The Weasley's are so close to eachother, and it I can't quiet place it but, it just feels so comfortable here too'
"Something the matter dear?" Mrs. Weasley asked in her motherly tone. She took notice of Hermione's odd silence and expression.
"No, not at all." She smiled. "I was just thinking how lovely your home is."
Mrs. Weasley smiled and they continued their meal. Harry kept looking at his food and then to Fred and George as if confirming it's saftey from and Weasley Wheezes that might be hidden inside. They grinned back at him, perhaps just to make him worry even more. Ginny found the situation very humorus.
Mr.Weasley suddenly stood up from his table and turned his back to the table, almost knocking off the potatoes from the wodden table. It appreared he was looking for something or maybe at the dirty dishes nearby.
"Arthur?" Mrs. Weasley questioned.
"Molly, I uh have some Ministry business to attend to." He opened the back door of the house, it squeaking a bit on it's hinges, and proceded to leave. "And we'll need to see someone about that dumb door." Mr. Weasly finished, accenting his last two words.
'Well that's odd' Hermione thought once again. 'What a peculiar exit. Why doesn't anybody notice his strange behavior?' Harry was having similar thoughts but dismissed them.
Mrs. Weasly spoke up a few seconds following her husband's exit. "Well come on now, let's clean up. Ron, Ginny dear, would you both help Harry and Hermione with the garden? Then you'll be done with chores for today." Two groans were heard from their direction and they headed outside.
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While in the garden, Ron must have noticed Hermione's concern or read her expression earlier in the kitchen because he said, "It's quite funny actually, Dad always says we'll fix that door but we never do" Ron laughed. "And don't worry 'bout him leaving, well all got the speech about sudden calls from work and responsibility when we were younger. Mum and Dad always say, "When you're older, you'll understand."