Disclaimer: I own nothing because I spent all my money in San Francisco.
Hermione stood in front of the bathroom mirror of her hotel room Sunday morning. This would be the morning when she would have seen Ginny, Ron, or any of the other Weasley's in the last five years. It wasn't as if she didn't want to see them, it was just so sudden. 'Thanks to Kristina's big mouth' She added mentally.
The past week had not been easy either. Kristina had been endlessly hassling her on information. She finally got it out of her (or rather her mother) at her parent's house.
Hermione and Kristina pulled up to the Granger's driveway, and Hermione was about ready to hit Kristina in the head. The whole was there, she had kept asking 'Are we there yet? Are we there yet?" and all Hermione would reply was "No".
The two girls walked up to the door and knocked. It opened and they saw a woman that looked like an older Hermione, except for the blue eyes. "Hermione! I'm so glad you finally cam down to visit. And this must be your friend Kristina you told me about over the phone, right?"
"Yeah" was all Hermione replied as she walked in the house and sat down in the living room. She might have moved out, but she still made herself at home when she went there. Kristina just followed her.
"Well your father had to go down for an emergency root canal. He should be back in a few hours. Why don't you girls make yourself comfortable and I'll go whip up some hot chocolate." Anne Granger informed them as she walked back into the kitchen.
For some odd reason, Hermione felt an unusual tension in the room when it was just her and Kristina. "Kristina, is something wrong?" she asked.
"Well, yeah. Kind of. It's been on my mind ever since that trip to Disneyland." Hermione audibly gulped. "Did you know Harry before this trip? Or did you happen to meet him before?" Just as she was about to answer, or make up an excuse, Mrs. Granger walked back in with a tray of hot chocolate. Hermione felt relieved. That was until she started talking.
"Harry? As in Harry Potter?" she paused for a moment as if she was thinking. "Yes, he was Hermione's best friend back when they went to Hogwarts. Inseparable I'd almost say. Hermione would always write about him in her letters. He even stayed here during the summer they were going into their 7th year. What ever happened to him Hermione?"
All Hermione did was mumble "nothing", while Kristina looked like a deer in front of headlights. Mrs. Granger then got up and went back into the kitchen, obviously seeing that she said the wrong thing at the wrong time.
"Why didn't you tell me?" the blonde asked suddenly, after a few moments of recovery.
"Because I didn't feel it were anyone's business other then me, Harry, and Ron's."
"Who's Ron! Do you like, have a double life I don't know about or something? Cause it'd be a little nice to know things about your best friend."
Hermione took a deep breath. "Ron was our other best friend. Here let me start from the beginning. When I entered my first year at Hogwarts, I finally felt like I belonged. All through my childhood I felt like the odd one out. That was until Ron called me a "nightmare"." She scowled at the thought. "So then I ran inside the girls lavatory and sat there and cried all afternoon. It was around the time of dinner when a giant mountain troll came thrashing through the bathroom. Luckily, Harry being the nicer one, came and saved me. And that began the beginning of our friendship"
Hermione continued on of the countless adventures her, Ron, and Harry encountered over the year. The one except what happened in third year, because she felt that was Harry's personal business to tell someone. When she finished, instead of looking like a deer in headlight, Kristina looked like a gaping fish. It was as if she wanted to say something, but couldn't.
Hermione just started talking. "I was going to tell you before this Sunday anyways. Oh, and the Weasley's are Ron's family, and I happen to be very close with most of them. Just to let you know."
And that was the end of that. Kristina eventually got over the shock. But now she was badgering her for all of Harry's little secrets. Hermione rolled her eyes and she finalized her hair and walked out of the bathroom.
"Finally done?" Kristina asked, amused. Hermione was never the one to really care about her hair and what she looked like. 'Today must be an exception' she thought as she looked at her outfit.
Hermione was wearing a well fitting brown tank top and a beige peasant skirt. Her hair was down, and was more controlled, so now it was cascading curls down her back. She even saw a touch of make up, but that wasn't really noticeable.
"Yup" Hermione replied and grabbed the directions Harry sent them a few days prior. Hermione got butterflies in her stomach as she thought about seeing him again today. 'Today, I'm going to tell him how I feel' she thought boldly as she over looked herself one more time in the full length mirror on the other side of the room.
"Ready to go?" Kristina asked, breaking Hermione out of her thoughts.
"Yeah, I'll drive because I already got the directions" she answered back grabbing her purse.
They drove there in silence. But Kristina being Kristina, she couldn't handle that. "Soooo…ya nervous?"
"Yeah, j-just a little" Hermione stuttered.
"A little? Hermione, you're acting like you're going to face a lion! And you're stuttering, and you never stutter. If they're anything like you told me they are, then they'll accept you with open arms. There's nothing to worry about!" the other woman assured.
'If only you know what I was planning though…" Hermione thought as she pulled into a dirt road leading to the Burrow. It was magically covered up like Hogwarts, so to everyone else, the dirt road looked likes a brick wall in an alley.
After driving down a road that seemed to lead to nowhere, they finally spotted the Burrow. As they got out, Kristina gave Hermione a look. "Are you ready to go?"
"Yeah, as ready as I'll ever be" was all she replied as they walked up to the front door and knocked. The door creaked open.
"Hermione!"
A/n: Sorry it was so short! But it was like I had to end it there to start a better next chapter….and I wanted to leave a little angst, if you can call it that. But…Happy 4th of July! It was so awesome. I went to S.F. (San Francisco) and went shopping in China Town! That place is so awesome. But I felt like a tourist. I've been to S.F. at least twice a month! And the fireworks were awesome too! Ugh, but I've been having bib for 3 days in a row.
And I've kept my promise to update weekly (so far). Yet! So I'll try and have more up next week! Review poor favor.