AN is at end! Okay! On with my story.
Which characters don't belong to me! Sadness. Tears. Boo Hoo.

Hermione, once apparated, returned to the Burrow, of course. From there, she went to Ginny's room, and then from there, she went to a book. She didn't feel like reading today though, so instead she folded clothes.

Her underwear she folded in half, once, mind you. She had a black thong and two pairs of boxer shorts, along with the many other pairs she brought.

'Men.' her mind drifted.

She changed into her blue plaid boxer shorts and her most comfortable bra, which happened to be a black one, with little lacy frillies all over it.

Folding her bras she looked at each one, as deciding to throw them out or not. She was ready to give some stuff to her "little sister", Ginny. She'd just leave them here with a note.

She was wondering if that thong still fit her, I mean, she never wore it, actually. It was bought on one of those "Let's All Get Thongs" girl frenzy with her old best friends. She couldn't very well do that with Ron and Harry, now, could she? They could get thongs, but were they the type....?

"No." Hermione answered herself brushing the thought of her two best friends in thongs, "Bad thought!"

She decided she should try on the thong, I mean, what could it hurt? She wasn't very well going to wear it! It was, as her mother would say, not meant to be worn unless it was a special occasion.

But just as Hermione was putting on the thong, a knock arose at the door.

"Hermione, open up! Come on now! Don't get so mad! I mean what do you expect us to do? We're boys!" the knocker said.

"Just hold on one moment!" Hermione shouted at the door mortified.
Her thong was on now and she was reaching or a shirt and a skirt.

"No! 'Mione, come on! Don't make me use my wand! Open up!" Ron, obviously, said.

"Hold On!" She shouted.

"Fine , then, I'll have to open the door myself."
Then, the door, once closed opened and Hermione stood there trying to cover up with a sheet, but her black lingerie still showed.

"I told you hold on." Hermione said looking at Ron.

George and Fred now rushed in and decided at that precise moment when Hermione could be pissed no more to say, "Nice knickers, Hermione!" and just stood there.

"I'm sorry Hermione." Ron said gawking and still standing there.

"You know, this would be a great moment to avert your eyes and go away!!!" Hermione shouted at the oh, so adorable ingrates.

The boys quickly shut the door and said, "Mum is serving dinner now!!"

Hermione supposed she should go, to dinner to please Mrs. Weasly, so she got her white turtle neck fuzzy sweater on and her very short red and grey plaid skirt. Hermione looked great with clothes on and off, oh, and just in case you were wondering what underwear she wore, it was the black bra and thong.

When she came down to the Burrow's table, the twins and Ron were looking at her, and for once she was silent. Maybe it was her with clothes, but her without.

"Hermione, dearie don't you have any views on th Muggle toy industry? Or house elves? I could have sworn you did!" Mrs. Weasly stated surprised at her silence.

Hermione shook her head. She had loads of views but the silence was fitting at the time.

"Hey Hermione! Whatever happened to SPEW?" Some voice asked.

"Dunno." she answered.

"What happened to your father's Mugglesness?" she assumed the two voice were Fred and George.

"Went away along with your guys' ability to leave a girl alone!" Hermione said kind of pulling away from her plate.

"What did you do to Hermione? Ron? Fred? George?" Mr. Weasly, whom was home for once, said.

"It doesn't matter, but it will NEVER happen again!" Hermione stated clearly in case they had problems hearing.

"Never say Never," she heard Fred say.

"Ugh!" she said and she ran up to Ginny's room.

"What did you do Fred, George, Ron?" Mrs. Weasly copied her husband.

The boys kind of backed up and looked horrified.

"It's okay! They can be spared, this time." Hermione shouted down the stairs.

You could see the banner of "I love Hermione" across their faces. Especially Ron's, since he loved her any way.

The looks of "Phew!" was on their faces, too.

"That would have been bad." she heard George say as he was coming up from dinner.

"And if you ever come in my room, when I say hold on one second, I will tell your Mum, and you'll have to suffer the consequences of her wrath." Hermione blocked their path.

"Ok. Don't forget to tell Ron!" Fred said, walking around Miss Granger. "Never Say Never da da da da da." he hummed to a movie none of us will probably recognize.
Hermione then entered her room to see a scared looking Ron.

"S'ok , you know!" Hermione said looking at his nervousness.

"I'm sorry. You know you look... great, in lingerie and stuff. Well from what I saw through the sheet."

"Ron, really it's okay, but hey, you wanna play chess?" Hermione asked so she could just stare at his face.

"Bloody Hell, yes." Ron said looking at Hermione her white sweater and very short skirt.

"Great!" Hermione said while Ron stood there looking at her. "Are you gonna go get the stuff?"

"What stuff?" Ron asked a bit preoccupied with her long legs. That is of course why he said Bloody Hell.

"The chess pieces and stuff. You know the board?" Hermione said looking a bit bewildered.
"Oh! Yea." Ron said looking around, "Be right back!"

As will I.


Thanks for the reviews, but I want more, more Muhahaha!! I don't own the characters, they belon g to JK Rowling, hey check out my first song fic, please?

~~~~~Margarita Mocha