Disclaimer: I didn't write Harry Potter. I'm just using the characters. No money is being made, and I am NOT, I repeat NOT J.K. Rowling. No infringement is meant by this.

A/N: I want to thank my first reviewer, Elizabeth Elliot. Thank you soo much! I'm glad you like it and big thanks to DragonGirl81 as well, and Surrounded By Idiots my beta! Kudos to my beta for fixing my horrific grammar, Thank you so much to everyone who read my story even if you didn't review. I hope you like the next installment. The next chapter will be way longer.

Arrival of Good Fortune

"Hermione! 'Mione!" screamed a voice. She turned in order to find the source and was nearly bowled over by her two best friends. She couldn't believe her eyes. They were definitely no longer boys. They had done some major growing up over the summer holiday. There were men standing before her.

Towering over her by at least a foot was Ron. It seemed that his freckles had faded for the most part leaving just a scattering across his cheeks which left a boyish charm to his otherwise matured face. His eyes held a depth not normally seen in seventeen year old boys. His hair was still the same color Hermione had come to know as "Weasley red", but he seemed a bit subdued. With the tallness came an awkward long limbed lankiness. It seemed as though his limbs were too big for his body. She made a mental note to find out later if his freckles were gone from all of his...

'Stop Hermione. Don't go there again.'

Turning to Harry she scrutinized him in much the same way she did Ron and found him to have grown immensely. While not quite as tall as Ron, he was much taller than her. His hair has grown out to his shoulders and it seemed that the strengthening charm she had added to his glasses wore off. If anyone could get around one of Hermione's spells, it was Harry. Harry was shorter than Ron, and lacked the long limbed friend's awkwardness. He seemed to have gained a few muscles here and there. 'The Dursleys' Hermione thought. 'Who needs slave drivers with family like that?'

'God' Hermione thought, 'If he weren't with Ginny...and not like a brother to me, things would be different.' Things certainly changed this summer. They definitely did.

Hermione shook her head. 'Looks like that boy managed to break his glasses yet again. I'll put another strengthening spell on them later.' Sufficiently shaken from her thoughts by two overzealous teenage boys, she snapped to attention and greeted them properly.

"Harry! Ron!" she cried as she embraced each one in turn. "How've you been? How was your summer? Did you finish all of the homework and readings?"

The boys exchanged impish grins, "Of course Mione, but could you go over some of it with us?" She smiled, same old boys...
'Men' she corrected. "We'd better hurry the trains about to leave."

"'Mione! Harry! Ron!" exclaimed Ginny. "I found us an empty compartment."

"You guys go ahead; I have to go to the Heads Compartment."

"Okay Mione." they chorused

"Will you come back later?" asked Ron.

"Probably not Ron, I need to go over rules and regulations with whoever the Head Boy is. Now I must go, or I'll be late. See you at the sorting." said Hermione with a grin and a wave, as she was already making her way through the throng of people inside the hall of the train.

Ron entered the compartment. "Is she coming back Ron?" asked Ginny.

"No Gin, but I do wish she would. She's changed over the break. I definitely regret breaking up with her."

"Ron" warned Ginny, in a low tone, "don't."

"But Gin..." Ron began.

"No! You leave her alone. She does not need you running her around and breaking her heart again. You're lucky she forgave you the first time and did not stop being friends with you. I never would have forgiven you. I mean, you cheated on her with Lavender. I would have made you a eunuch." seethed Ginny.

Ron blushed very deep scarlet. "I know Gin okay? I KNOW! I'd give anything to take it back, but it happened. It's over and I wouldn't ever do it again."

"That right Ron, you won't, because you won't have the chance to. You'll leave her alone completely."

"Yes Mum." Ron sighed.

Harry laughed. Ginny had definitely received her Mum's temperament.