Home Again

Summary: Someone from Hermione's past returns. R/Hr.

Disclaimer: I own nothing, fun right?

A/N: Quick note, this is when they're all grown up. After Hogwarts. Even for Ginny.

"Ah!" She cried out, feeling herself fall helplessly. Suddenly, a pair of strong arms grabbed her waist and pulled her slowly to her feet before she could hit the snow covered ground.

She looked up at the man, gripping his upper arms rather tightly. The man's red hair was ruffled and his face looked ragged. He was, to put it frankly, the most gorgeous thing she had ever seen.

"Thank you." She murmured softly, keeping her eyes on his.

He nodded slightly. "You're welcome."

His voice was so deep and if he hadn't been holding her, she most certainly would have fallen, her knees turning into jelly.

Their heads leaned in closer and their lips met in a soft kiss...

Hermione Granger woke suddenly, her breathing heavy and her eyes a bit wide. She brought a trembling hand to her lips. She had never had a dream like that before. It couldn't happen again. Hermione thought that her body couldn't handle it if it did.

Who was that man in her dream? She thought she recognized him...

There was a knock on her door. "Hermione sweetie, are you awake?!" Ginny called to her.

"Yes Gin!" She replied, throwing the covers off her. She was spending her winter vacation with the Weasleys this year. The chilly air touched Hermione's pedicured feet and she nearly cried out with shock.

She forgot how cold it got in the winter at the Burrow. She smiled, remembering the last time she was here.

"Mione!! Come on! Wake up!!" Ron yelled, running into her room and jumping onto her bed.

Hermione groaned and pulled a pillow over her head. "It's 5 o'clock in the morning Ron, go away!"

"But everyone's up and waiting for you! Even Harry!!!" He practically deafened Hermione with the volume of his voice.

"Alright! I'm up!"

As the memory faded, so did Hermione's happiness. That was the last time she saw Ron or Harry before they went to fight against Voldemort. She knew this Christmas was going to be rough for the Weasleys so she offered to stay for a few weeks.

Mrs. Weasley was delighted. Fred and Angelina were coming with their baby girl Molly. George promised to make it...eventually. Percy said he would try, but that he might have to work. Everyone was going to be here. Except Ron and Harry.

Hermione walked downstairs, the gentle smells of breakfast hitting her nose. She smiled and headed into the kitchen. "Morning all." She greeted.

"Morning dear, sleep well?" Molly Weasley asked, handing her a plate filled with food.

"Oh yes. Very well." Hermione replied, forgetting about her dream. She took the plate and sat down.

After breakfast, everyone went about his or her routine. It had snowed last night and Ginny wanted to go out and have a snowball fight. Reluctantly, Hermione agreed. Last time she had a snowball fight with Ginny, she had enchanted the snowballs to follow Hermione wherever she went.

Hermione didn't realize that there was ice underneath the snow and as soon as her foot his the top step, she lost her footing and felt herself begin to fall.

Someone grabbed her suddenly and she was standing upright.

"Thanks." She said, not looking at the person fully yet.

"You're welcome Mione. You okay?"

Hermione's full attention went to the man in front of her.

"Ron?"

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