A moment later she was on the doorstep of Fred and George's apartment. Loud music was booming and she could hear drunken laughter and bottles breaking. She rang the doorbell several times. She pounded and kicked at the door but no answer. "Goddamit!" she groaned, pulling out her want again and looking around to make sure no one was watching. She put her wand to her throat. "Sonorous"
She kicked at the door one more time, hoping she wouldn't have to resort to this but when no answer came-
"FREEDDDDDDD! GEOOOOORGE! OPEN THE FUCKIN DOOR!" All laughter died in an instant.
"Quietus," said Hermione, de-amplifying her voice. Someone turned off the stereo and she could hear footsteps.
"Hey Herms..." said Fred nervously. "Hey Fred how's it going? Listen, I was wondering if I could I could kip here tonight, I had to leave Luna's and I don't really have a place to go"
George appeared at Fred's side. "Who the hell is it?" came a voice from the background... it sounded so familiar.
"Listen... Hermione... tonight's not the best time"
"Why! Who's back there?" she stood on her tiptoes trying to peak over them.
"It's um"
"Well Hermione its"
"HERMIONE?" came two voices in unison.
Hermione groaned. "I shoulda fucking known"
It was Harry and Ron. They ran toward her and pulled her in for a hug. She did not hug back, but shoved them off and folded her arms. "'Mione..." said Ron weakly. "It's us"
"I know it's you, I'm not blind"
"You don't exactly look happy to see us!" said Harry, who looked highly affronted at not being greeted more warmly. All the boys reeked of alcohol and she could see a bong on the table in the living room. There was a pause and then.
"Hermione... Don't tell us you're still angry about... you know..." said Harry slowly.
"ABOUT ABANDONING ME? ABOUT RUNNING OFF TOGETHER ON SOME JOLLY FUCKING ADVENTURE AND LEAVING ME, YOUR FRIEND, BEHIND WITH NO PLACE TO STAY, NO FOOD, NO HOME, NO FRIENDS, NO FUCKING NOTHING!" she shrieked, her voice nearly as amplified as it had been before. Her two old friends looked completely unabashed. "You know full well that's not what we meant to happen!" said Ron.
"Yeah well it fucking did!" She stormed off down the stairs and looked back up. Fred and George looked completely torn.
"Hermione come up... Have a drink with us... Please?" pleaded Harry.
Hermione paused for a moment. An hour ago she could never have fathomed getting sloshed with Harry and Ron... but now, though she hated to admit it... it seemed inviting. She turned around and stomped back up the stairs.
