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Chapter 6

The next few weeks passed flawlessly. Before Hermione knew it, it was time for them to travel back to England for the Weasley family reunion. They were all traveling by Muggle airplane due to the fact that Hermione and Alex couldn't Apparate. After several hours of Ron's complaining about the lack of good food, Alex's whining to be put down, and Draco's obvious annoyance at the turbulence of the plane, they finally landed in England.

"Home sweet home." Ron pushed open the doors to his apartment and let Hermione go in.

"Whoa." Hermione entered what had appeared to be a normal muggle apartment from the outside but was insanely huge on the inside. Hermione dropped her bags in front of a blue leather couch, and gawked at the rest of the room. Along one of the walls there was a model of the Hogwarts quidditch pitch. When Hermione approached it, she saw several red and green figures flying around. When she approached, The figures stopped flying. A miniature Harry, Ron, Ginny and Draco all smiled and waved up to her before calling their teams back to order and resuming their game. Hermione watched Ron make an extraordinary save and then throw the quaffle to his sister before she turned to the rest of the room. Amazingly enough, their was a small row of bookshelves along the opposite wall along with a comfy looking armchair. Hermione Glanced over them before looking to several spinning little machines that seemed to come from Dumbledore's office, then turning back to Ron, who had been watching her progress from the couch.

"You've seemed to have acquired a bit more money then when I knew you last." Hermione smiled.

"Being a world renown quidditch players tends to earn you a spot of money." Ron returned her smile, "Plus, this isn't even the half of it." Ron stood and showed Hermione to a patch of wall, which as Hermione looked at it, was a slightly darker blue than the rest of the wall. It was then Hermione noticed their was no doors leading off the room. "My apartment works semi like the room of requirement does. Each room has one patch of wall that you speak to and it can take you to any room in the house. Where would you like to go first?"

"How about the guest room?" the words had barely escaped her lips when an oak door appeared on the wall. Ron nodded, and Hermione reached out and opened the door. She entered a room slightly smaller than the one she left, This one painted a light yellow instead of blue. At the far end of the room their was a 4 poster bed, very similar to the ones at Hogwarts, except slightly larger. In the corner of the room there was a hardwood desk with a muggle computer sitting on it. Ron waved his wand and Hermione's stuff flew in, arranging itself in the closet. After Hermione had jumped on the bed and officially claimed it satisfactory, Ron headed back over toward the door/wall.

"Lets check out the library now." He smiled.

"Library?" Hermione looked awestruck as she made her way to the door. "But you have all those books in the front room."

"Those are the books I enjoy reading and use often. The library is much larger, used for more research purposes." Ron smiled as he opened the door. Hermione walked through the door and gawked at the room she had entered. It seemed to be two stories tall, every inch of the walls covered with different colored books. Hermione smiled wide-eyed as she entered the room.

"You own all these books." She asked, not taking her eyes of the selves around her.

Ron nodded. Hermione turned and looked to Ron, Actually taking him in for the first time. He was as tall and lanky as always, but he somehow seemed to be much stronger, without looking stronger. Maybe it was just an air he was giving off, she didn't know. He skin was still as pale as ever between his freckles, but his freckles seemed to have multiple. His red hair fell more in a Harry style, Ron had let it grow longer, and it fell right over the top of his sparkling eyes. Hermione smiled, noticing for the first time how grown up he looked, and then she frowned.

"What's wrong?" Ron asked. Hermione hung her head.

"I dunno, you've just changed, so much. It just…I dunno." Hermione sighed. "I'm not very helpful am I?" she added, giving Ron a weak smile.

"No, I understand. We haven't seen each other in five years. It can't be expected that we just hop back into the same place we were its like,"

"We need to re-get to know each other." They finished together.

"But before we do," Ron suddenly stood up very straight, "You need to see something." Ron walked to the door and clearly said "News room." A door appeared and Ron entered. Hermione quickly followed, and she enter to a room full of pictures of herself, Harry, and Ron all grinning down at her. "Yeah, I suppose you should know that you and I have become as famous as Harry since Voldemort's downfall." Ron smiled at the look on Hermione's face. "I have this room set up so that every time one of the three of us is mentioned in a newspaper or magazine, it shows up here, that way I can keep tab of what they're saying about us." Ron walked to one of the file cabinets on the wall. "This was my all time favorite article though." He laughed tossing a rolled magazine to Hermione. Unrolling the magazine, she saw "The Quibbler" In red letters across the top, with a picture of her in her 5th year smiling off the cover.

"Hermione Granger, Sent away for protection from You-know-who, or for protection of her secret." Hermione read off the cover. She raised an eyebrow at Ron, but he beckoned her to keep reading. Flipping open to almost the middle of the magazine, she read:

PROTECTING HER LIFE OR PROTECTING HER SECRET.

We all were told almost a year ago that Miss Hermione Granger was sent to America for protection from He-who-must-not-be-named, but know that Harry Potter has rid of him forever, Am I the only one to notice that Miss Granger has not yet returned? This has forced us to wonder the true reason behind Miss Granger's Disappearance. With know other options available; we have come to the true conclusion. Hermione is a never-ager. Legend has it that there was a family long ago, that found an spring that would slow there, and any of their descendents ageing so that they aged about one year every hundred years. The only child to drink from that spring was Miss Susan Debby, at the age of five, about 1050 years ago. Is it possible that Miss Susan was bored of her normal life as a child living at home and dared risk a life at Hogwarts under a false name? Yes. She bravely chose her name to be Hermione Granger, and used her years of knowledge to easily top all of her classes and to win over friends such as Harry Potter, the boy who lived, and Ronald Weasley, now one of the greatest Quidditch players in England. When Harry's His battle with He-who-must-not-be-named raged nearer, Miss Granger, Really Miss Debby, realized the danger of being in the limelight, and fled to protect the truth. Potter and Weasley, who were eagerly searching for their friend, made up a story as to not ruin Miss Debby's reputation. But now the truth is known. Please come back Miss Debby, we won't hold anything against you.

Hermione looked up. She looked at Ron for a moment before she burst out with laughter. "Susan…Debby?" was all she could manage to say.

Ron shook his head. "Yeah, and that's not even the half of it. Many people believe that you were actually living in a dungeon at Hogwarts this entire time; you just didn't want to let the world know. Others thought that either Harry or I died, so you were really just drinking Polyjuice potion to become us so that no one would know we died. And that's not the half of them." Ron filed the magazine away. "But, we can marvel at the stupidity of the Wizarding world later. Harry and Ginny want you to come over before the party and, I believe Ginny's exact words were, 'I must absolutely take her shopping, and I haven't gone properly shopping since she left.' Apparently it annoys her when all Harry and I want to do is look at the new broom models." Ron smiled.

"I suppose you haven't changed much after all." She joked as Ron led her into a different room and handed her the floo powder.

"They're here!" Ginny's voice rang through the house as Hermione fell out of the fireplace and Ron popped in next to her.

"Here, here!" Alex banged his sippy cup that he was drinking from on the tray of his high chair, spraying milk everywhere. Ginny cleaned up the counter with a wave of her wand and scooped Alex out of her chair.

"You be good for Daddy and Uncle Ronnie okay?" Ginny smiled hugging her baby while Ron groaned in the background.

"Its bad enough having Fred and George calling me that at every turn, Do you have to teach your child to call me Ronnie too?"

"If it annoys you, yes. Harry We're leaving." A faint Grunt from deeper in the house let them know Harry heard. "He's in his study so just knock the door down if he doesn't come out for food in about a half hour. Come on Mione." Ginny drew Hermione out the front door. "Oh! Before I forget, I'm going to put a glamour on you so that other people won't recognize you, that way mum and everyone wont hear about you."

"A glamour?" Hermione could barely ask before Ginny raised her wand. Hermione gasped as her brown hair, which was hanging loosely at her shoulders, suddenly turned a dark black, her fingers grew longer, and her legs seemed to shrink a bit.

"Your eyes are blue just to let you know." Ginny smiled, and with as swish of her arm, she raised her lit wand. Seconds later a bright purple, triple-decker bus pulled in front of them.

"Why, hello Miss Ginny. It's been a while." Stan Shunpike, looking much older and a lot less pimply, stepped down from the platform on the back of the bus. Ginny was obviously a regular customer.

"Well, I've been in America for a few weeks now, you know. Diagon alley, put both of us on my bill." Ginny smiled. Stan smiled and turned to Hermione.

"And who, may I ask, is your gorgeous guest?" Stan smiled, "Is this the hott American woman you promised me?" He joked.

"No, this is Ron's friend…Uhh."

"Emma. Pleased to meet you." Hermione stuck her hand out and shook Stan's hand, before following Ginny onto the bus.

Almost three hours and 100 galleons later, Hermione and Ginny returned home to find Harry and Ron asleep on the couches.

"Men." Ginny muttered, leaving in search of Alex. Hermione, who had been returned to looking like her normal self, instead went and sat on Ron's stomach.

"Oof" Ron muttered in his sleep before attempt to role Hermione off and continue to sleep. Hermione laughed and just bounced back on to Ron's stomach, who this time opened one eye a fraction, and turned to Hermione. "Can't a man get a decent nights sleep around here?"

"Not when we have to leave for your mum's shortly." Hermione smiled. Ron grunted and attempted to roll over again, failing due to Hermione's weight.

"Go wake up Harry, then come back to me." Ron mumbled, now trying to bury his face in a couch pillow. Hermione smiled, and stood up, only to come back down sitting on top of Harry.

"Time to Rise and Shine." Hermione Smiled as Harry jumped, startled by the sudden weight placed on his stomach.

"Geez, Hermione, you scared the living day-lights out of me." Harry smiled, realizing what had awoken him.

"Good, Now help me wake that lump of lard over there." Hermione laughed, jerking her thumb towards Ron, who had obviously fallen back asleep. Harry laughed, and raised his wand. Seconds later Ron jumped up, swatting at invisible bugs, almost screaming. When he finally realized the bugs weren't there, he threw a couch pillow at Harry and Hermione who were now rolling over laughing their heads off.

"That wasn't funny, Harry." Ron glared sitting back down on the couch.

"Nightmare charm," Harry told Hermione as he started to calm down, "Always makes him see spiders."

"Right, everyone ready to go." Ginny came into the living room, ignoring the glares her brother were sending to her husband. Everyone stood and headed out front.

"How are we getting to the burrow?" Hermione asked.

"The good old muggle way." Harry smiled, opening the garage revealing a sleek emerald green car.

"His pride and Joy." Ginny shook her head. Hermione had the feeling that she would love to mutter 'men' again, but was resisting the urge. Hermione crawled into the back of the car along with Ginny and Alex, while Harry and Ron slid into the front. Moments later, they were off.

"Warning. We are the last people to arrive; therefore, it will be an absolute mad house when you enter. You'll wait out here while Harry, Alex, and I go in and collect everyone into the living room. Then I'll come back and get you and Ron. Got it?" Ginny gave out instructions as they neared the house.

Hermione nodded her head. "How hectic will it be?" Hermione asked.

"Well, I'm the only Weasley left over 18 that doesn't have a child." Ron told Hermione. Hermione let out a low whistle. "Yeah." Ron smiled.

When they pulled up front, Harry, Ginny, and Alex headed into the house, while Ron moved to the back seat with Hermione.

"Oh just a warning. Beware the brown haired children. There are two of them and they are the Fred and George of this generation. All the other kids have red hair, making the trouble makers easy to spot." Ron smiled across the seat.

"Thanks for the heads up."

"Okay, come on in guys, everyone one is dying to see the surprise." Ginny poked her head into the back seat.

Hermione and Ron stepped out of the car. Hermione got her first good look at the 'new and improved burrow'. The entire building had been straightened up, and now looked like a normal four story house. The entire building was a baby blue. It looked extremely cute. Hermione sighed and linked arms with Ron on one side and Ginny on the other.

"Here goes nothing." She smiled before heading into the house.

Okay…that's enough for this chapter. The next chapter should be easy to write though so it should be up soon.

My Goal is to update at least Every Saturday, maybe some times in between.
In the next chapter:
- The Weasley Family(All 24 of them including Spouses and children)

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