Chapter 3: Long Day
It was going to be a long day. Call her crazy but by looking at the way the sun was set overhead at nine in the morning, Hermione knew a long day was ahead. The first thing of the day was to pick up Harry, Ron, and Ginny and head towards the Borrow. It wasn't that she didn't like driving, hell she loved it, but in the same car with a very crazy and not yet so very pregnant woman, the loving but sickening husband of the crazy lady, and the love of her life (though he doesn't know) was frightening. It seems she will soon have another get-away-from-it-all excursions in which she plops in some dance music and drives around just to calm her nerves.
The cozy cottage came into view and with one deep breath she pulled in the driveway. They saw her pull up and went outside to greet her while getting in the car.
"Thanks Hermione." Harry said helping Ginny into the backseat of the car.
"Yea, thanks." Ron said with half a bagel in his mouth quickly getting in the front seat.
"It's nothing. You guys ready?" Hermione said before speeding off.
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Who ever said: the bigger the better was defiantly high or insane at the moment he or she said it. Hermione thought looking at the large crowd of Weasleys sitting at the three or four picnic tables around the yard. Kids were screaming and the adults just smiled.
Thump!
One kid, who knows which one, fell near Hermione's feet. "Oh sweetie, are you alright?" Hermione asked picking up a four or five year old and sitting him on her lap.
"Of course he's alright Hermione," Hermione jumped at Ron's voice. "Aren't you Marc?
"Uncle Ron!" The kid screamed jumping into Ron's arms.
"Hey man what's up?" Ron replied taking no notice of Hermione's pain from the scream.
"Nothin." Marc answered.
"Really, that's nice. Now go torture your Dad for me Okay?
"Okay" Marc said before jumping out of Ron's arms and running towards the young at heart George.
Hermione smiled at the sight that was before her. He's so cute and yet he doesn't know. What a shame, maybe I'll tell him, some other day. Hermione thought.
"So, are you doing alright?" Ron asked bringing Hermione out of her reverie.
"Yea, I guess."
"Good. Let me do one last thing and then we can go find you an apartment.
"Ok. I'll give you ten minutes.
"Ok." Ron said before running off to join the little kids. They were all talking joyously when Ron sneezed one big sneeze. So big in fact he bent over and when he came back up his shirt was over his head.
"Oh no guys! It seems I have sneezed my head off! What will I do?" Ron asked the children who were laughing. Ron got up from the table and started to walk around arms flying everywhere. Ginny, who was laughing as well, got up and pulled Ron's shirt down. "Oh! So that's where it went!" Ron said with a big smile and said goodbye to everyone walking over towards Hermione.
Walking towards the car with Ron by her side Hermione said, "You know Ron one must have the brain of a child to understand and play with them. I'm proud that you still haven't grown up.
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"Ron!" Hermione yelled from the living room of the empty three-bedroom condo. "Come here!
"You beckoned?" Ron said taking three strides from the kitchen.
"Yes Lerch, I just had a revelation. I believe this is my new home."
"That's nice. Who's Lerch?
"A creepy butler from a weird television show." Hermione replied.
"Oh, I don't believe that was a complement.
"Well, duh!
"What the hell was that?
"Good question."
"Ok, this conversation is getting very bizarre.
"Yea, just like your face.
"That was lame Hermione. To think all that training was for nothing.
"Fuck you. Be happy for me!
"I am happy for you and I would be even happier if you did the fucking for me.
"Ew! Gross! No!
"Damn!
"You know, you're lucky we love you." Hermione said with a smile the size of the Pacific. "Now we need to go to the head office thingÉÉ maggig and get this all sort out. Hopefully by tomorrow I'll be living here.
"Ok! Onwards!"