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A/N: Thanks again for the reviews! I still need more feedback on how it's going and any suggestions for future chapters! Thanks again!

Hermione tumbled quickly out of the Weasley's fireplace, after just traveling by floo powder. She stood up, brushed off the dust from her skirt and blouse, and looked around the room with a smile.

"Same ol', same ol' house." She said, imitating a line from a movie she had seen the other night.

She looked at the old clock on the wall. This was not like any clock in a muggle household. It had nine hands, one representing each member of the Weasley family. Right now, all of the hands were pointing to HOME except for Mr. Weasley's hand, which was pointing at WORK and Mrs. Weasley, Ron and Ginny's hand, those of which were pointing at TRAVEL.

Seconds later, Ron's hand began to turn. With a loud bell noise, Ron's hand stopped on HOME. Hermione turned to the fireplace and saw her trunk roll out of the fire, Ron right behind it.

Hermione scurried over to the floor where Ron and the trunk were.

"You okay?" she asked Ron concernedly.

"Fine." He said, pulling himself up as he spoke.

He reached for the trunk and Hermione grabbed the other end.

"Where will I be sleeping?" Hermione asked.

"Gin and my room. You're sharing her bunk bed." He said, not looking at her directly.

Hermione blushed crimson. She knew that it was stupid, but the thought of sharing a room with Ron was terrifying, but in a good way. At least she would be with Ginny too.

The made their way up three flights of stairs, saying hi to the twins, Bill, Charlie and Percy along the way.

Finally, they reached his and Ginny's room. Ron pushed open the door and they dropped her trunk next to Ginny's bed. Hermione sat down on the bottom bunk and clutched a stitch in her side. Athletics had never been one of her best subjects in muggle school.

Ron broke the eerie silence first. "How's your summer been so far?"

"Boring." She said tiredly. "The only exciting thing I did was homework. I mean to say, Professor McGonagall's work on Transfiguring ribbons into leopards-"

Ron smiled inwardly. That was Hermione for you, always talking about work. Hermione noticed him smiling and stared defiantly at him.

"Let me guess, Ron Weasley. You didn't even start your homework did you?"

She had nailed him.

"I tried," he began, teasingly, "but every time I picked up the book to read, the words would scramble themselves and I couldn't get the right information..."

"Sure." She said sardonically. "You know Ron, I'm willing to bet you that a Flubber Worm could get your homework done faster than you!"

"Really?" he asked sarcastically, "Do you know where I could find one?"

Hermione gave him a small punch in the shoulder. Ron just laughed and soon, that small punch on the shoulder turned into a pillow fight that lasted until dinner a few hours later.

I felt that I had to include homework in their somewhere. It just adds a fun kick to it. I promise I will try to get to the main plot in a few chapters. I just want to include one more main scene after this.