Author's note:   Sorry for no updating! My computer is still dead, and it was so close to recovery. GGRRR! I am so sorry, and I am rewriting and I will try to get this story done as soon as possible, and here is some story now.

Thanks for reviewing, and thanks for your patience. And Lid'l Rogue Hermione and Ron aren't playing matchmaker, Ron is more disapproving. But that's a good idea, maybe I'll write a fanfiction like that! I dunno if I will contact you if I do ;-)

This is just being written as I go now, sorry if it totally sucks.

*Drumroll* STORY:*applause*

When they arrived at the Burrow, Mrs. Weasley was still fuming.  She muttered under her breath as she banged pots and pans together making dinner.  Hermione, Ron, Harry, and Ginny all decided it was best to stay out of her way, and sneak off to Ron's room.

"Geez, the owner of the joke shop sure was mad," Ron said, sitting down on his bed.

"Yeah," Agreeed Ginny, sitting next to him.

"I wonder what they did…" commented Hermione.

"Probaly set off dungbombs or one of their new treats, or DungBombFireworks…" said Harry.

"Yeah," said Ron. "I think they mentioned DungBombFireworks once."

"They will never learn!" said Hermione. "What will they do when the graduate Hogwarts? They have no ambition, they can't be pulling pranks and getting in trouble all their life."

"Calm down, Hermy," Harry said, putting his arm around her.

Ron turned purple at this, and managed to say, "Yeah, that joke shop they are starting, they'll be fine."

"But your mum doesn't want them to have a joke shop!" Hermione projected.

"She's gotta learn they aren't little kids anymore and have to decide for themselves!"

"She knows what's best for them, she's their mother! And yours-"

"Ok, break it up," Ginny said, standing between them.

Hermione and Ron glared at each other, and the four of them went downstairs for dinner.

The four of them remained silent during dinner, as Mrs. Weasley rambled on about Fred and George. When she returned with them from Diagon Alley, she shouted so loudly that Hermione, Ron, Harry, and Ginny had to go outside.

The weeks past, and before they knew it, it was September first and the whole house was in chaos trying to get ready.

"Where's my dress robes?" called Ginny from her room, hastily folding her clothes and piling them into her trunk.

"I must have left them with the boys, dear! Mrs. Wealset called back. "Sorry, I'll go get it."

She clomped up the stairs to Ron's room, only to find Harry holding up a dark navy blue robe, in a state of confusion.  Hermione then came in holding a green dress robe.

Mrs. Weasley sighed. She felt like an idiot, Hermione gave Harry his dress robe, and Mrs. Wealsey took Ginny's dress robe with her to give to its proper owner.

Everyone was finally ready, and running down the stairs with their heavy trunks.  Ron's trunk fell open, spilling it's contents everywhere.  Ron cursed, and began to throw everything back into his trunk. Hermione bent down to help. She reached out to grab a picture, lying face down, that had fallen, but Ron snatched it first. He put it into his trunk quickly, but Harry managed to catch a glimpse. It was a picture of Hermione, smiling.  He wondered why Ron would keep a picture of Hermione with him, but Ron slammed the trunk shut and ran out the door, avoiding both Harry and Hermione.

"What's wrong with him?" asked Hermione, concerned, staring after Ron.

"I dunno, lets go to the car." Harry said. Hermione continued to stare after Ron. "Hermione? Hermione?!" Harry waved a hand infront of her face. Hermione snapped back to reality. "Wh-what?"

"Umm…we need to go to the car."

"Uh…yeah…" She stuttered. 'Ron looks so cute when he's embarrassed,  and he is so much hotter this year than last! And-wait! This is Ron!' Hermione immedietly felt bad for thinking this, and ran to the car like Ron had just a moment ago, leaving Harry behind to walk with Ginny.

Ginny, who was staggering under the weight of her trunk, was slowly getting to the car.

"Here, lets me get that," Harry said, taking her trunk and handing her Hedwig's cage. With ease, Harry hoisted her trunk onto his shoulder, and easily carried both his and her trunk. All that Quidditch really gave him strength and muscles, Ginny couldn't help but notice. 'He is so sweet and strong,' Ginny thought. 'To bad he'll never be mine.'

After they had all finally gotten their trunks and pets and were all in the car, they were finally able to leave the Burrow and head to Kings Cross Station.

The Wealsey's ran through the barrier in twos, and Fred and George ran off to find Lee Jordan, leaving Harry, Hermione, Ron, and Ginny to find their own compartment.