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A/N : Here is chapter 26. I don't have much to say, but I really liked writing this chapter! I think it's rather well written, so I hope you all enjoy! Ooh this chapter is SoO cute! Hurry up and read! Read it hurry! Why are you still here reading this stupid A/N?! READ! haha! Alright, I'll shut up now! Bye bye! And enjoy!

Four Way Connection

The Burrow - Part Two

The Book Shop

Hermione's PoV

I am standing infront of the little book shop Ron was telling me about. It's the kind of place I would call a book shop, just like I had once told him about. The shop is small and looks a lot like a tiny log cabin with great window in the front, next to the oak door. I look above the door, at a sign that reads The Book Shop in fancy scroll, not the most imaginative name, but none the less, it looks inviting.

I look in through the large window, I can see shelves that reach right to the top of the store that look rather old, as though they had been there for many years. Above a few of the shelves there are wooden signs with the same fancy writing as the one hanging over the shop door. Some read Fantasy, Mystery, Drama, and Romance, while others read History, and Educational. I look to the back of the shop where there is a long shelf lining the back wall, the sign hovering over it reads Muggle Books.

'Wow' I think to myself as my eyes move from high shelf to high shelf, I feel as though the blood is rushing to my head, I can't wait to read every single book in here.

There are small, over stuffed royal purple sofas in a corner oppisite from the cash register, which is sitting on an oak corner desk with the shop's name engraved in it. A grand fire place sits near the reading area, alit with beautiful crackling flames atop it's burning wood.

I move to the door and push it open, chimes ring as I walk through it. A young sales wizard walks up to me, 'Can I help you little lady?' He asks as he smiles down at me.

'Oh no thank you, I just want to look around.' I say, lightening up a bit. I forget about my feelings for Ron for just a moment and sink into the new book smell intoxicating me.

'Alright, if you need any help just come and find me.' The sales wizard smiles again, giving me this stange look. It's not a rude or mean one, more like a 'realization of something' kind of look.

I walk off, leaving him to his job as I head towards the History section. I look through all the books, climing the ladder from time to time to pick a book off the top shelves. I find a few of my favourites, Hogwarts : A History, Gleaming Goblins Of the Eighteenth Centery, and The War. I take them, along with a few new ones, to a sofa right infront of the fire. I open Hogwarts : A History and start leafing through it, I can't decide whether or not to buy this book, I've read it one million times and my copy of it is somewhat ratty looking. As I flip though it somemore a voice behind me says 'That's a great book.'

I look up to see the young wizard I had met when I first walked into the shop, 'Oh I know, I've read it before.'

'You seem like the type.' He smiles.

'Excuse me? The type?' I ask, not sure what he means.

The young wizard laughs, 'Yes, the type ... to read a book more than once, to love to read, to soak in knowledge and information.'

It's unbelievably scary, how much he knows about me just by seeing me read a book. 'Oh.' I nod, looking back down at the book again.

'My name is Jess, by the way.' He says as he moves to the sofa next to me, by the fire.

'Mine is Hermione.' I tell him, setting the book down. I can tell I wont be getting a lot of reading done anyways.

'Are you looking for good books?' Jess asks me, staring right into my brown eyes.

'Oh, yes. My friend told me about this new shop, he knows how much I love to read, so I thought I'd drop by for a look around. This place is amazing! I don't think I want to ever leave.' I sigh, looking around at the many books which are enveloping us in our chairs.

'That's okay, I don't have any complaints about that.' He grins and gets up from his chair, 'Come with me, I can show you some of the best books in all the world.'

I follow him as he walks us through the rows of books, taking some out, off their spots on the grand book cases every few steps, piling them into a cloth book bag he grabbed along the way. 'This one is great! It's a must read, oh and this one! Oh this book was so helpful, it explains the goblin war so well. And here, this one is perfect for some light reading during the summer.' Jess keeps grabbing books of all sizes, shoving them into the already too full bag.

We stop infront of the 'Muggle Books' section, 'Do you read Muggle books?' He questions, a playful look in his eyes, 'Or are you purely a witch?'

I laugh lightly, 'No, actually, I'm Muggle born. I grew up with most of these books.'

'Wow, really? I barely ever read Muggle books, can you suggest any for me?' His eyes are shinning. He looks at me as though I'm completely amazing for reading Muggle books.

I can't help but laugh again at his reaction, 'Well this one was really great, ever heard of it? Romeo and Juliet.' I hand him the paper back book.

'Nope. But I have now. I think I'll read this.' He grins playfully, taking the book from me and shoving it into his apron that, along with everything else in the store, reads The Book Shop.

Jess and I spend the next few hours laughing and talking about every book we've ever read, until --

'The Book Shop will be closing in five minutes, I repeat The Book Shop will be closing in five minutes. Please bring all items to the cash to buy before we close up. Thank you and have a good night.' A shy voice says to all the store over an invisible speaker.

'Oh shoot, just when it starts to get good!' Jess gets up from his sofa and flattens his apron out.

'Yes well, I should probably head back, what time do you think it is? Well after dark I would say. My friends are probably wondering where I've gotten to. I sort of ran out on them.' I look down at the blue carpeted floors.

'Is everything alright?' Jess asks worried.

'Of course, everything will be fine, I hope.' I look back up and smile, to show him I'm fine.

'Are you sure?'

'Yes, don't worry about it.'

'Good.' He smiles as we walk to the cash to pay for our books.

'This was really great, thanks. You took my mind off of everything that has been going on lately.' I tell him as I reach into my bag to pull out some money.

'Glad I could help.' He pulls his wallet out as well, 'Here, it's on me.' Jess hands the money to the small wizard behind the counter.

'Oh no, don't worry about it.' I say as I also hand my money to the wizard.

'No no. Frank, it's on me, here.' He moves my hand out of the way, pushing the money toward the little man.

'Are you sure?'

'Yes.' He smiles down at me happily.

'How can I thank you?' I ask him, smiling because his smiles seem to be contagous.

'You can come to The Three Broomsticks with me for some Butterbeer.' His eyes are sparkling, and until just now I hadn't noticed how green they were, or how his dark brown hair fell into his eyes, causing him to shake his head back to remove it.

'I'd love to, but I can't. I have to get back to my friends house, we've already made plans tonight.' I sigh, remembering my 'brilliant' night club idea.

'Oh. Can't you hang out with your friends some other time?' He suggests, trying to find a way to get me to goto the pub with him.

I laugh, 'I wish, but it was kind of my idea. I'm dragging them along with me and I don't think they'd like it much if I were to back out a few hours before we went.'

He sighs but keeps smiling, 'Alright, go meet up with your friends, but I had a really great time with you tonight, could we meet up again? Maybe tomorrow?' His green eyes seem to try and hide the pleading.

I sigh and laugh all at once, 'You know what? I had a great time too. Tomorrow sounds great, what time?'

'Well how about right after lunch , meet me here at the shop?' Jess's eyes twinkle.

'Alright. I'll see you tomorrow.' With that I leave the shop and rush back to the nearest fire place to Floo back to the Burrow.

I don't know if everyone went back there or stayed here to wait for me. I guess I'll find out when I get home. I had completely forgotten about the night club. If I don't hurry up and get back Lavender and Ginny might think I've changed my mind about going.

I hurry back as fast I can, back to the Burrow, back to all my problems.