"C'mon love, time to wake up."

Came a husky voice, causing Hermione to huff as she turned over on the sofa in protest. Her head hurt, she didn't want to open her eyes and thought of breakfast made her feel like she wanted to throw up. No, she would rather stay, or go back in this case, asleep. She was close to drifting off when she felt light pressure against her neck. She did her best to ignore it, of course, but when the brief moments of pressure continued down her neck a nagging feeling began prodding through the haze of sleep. It took her a minute for her brain to be awake enough to realize what it was someone was kissing her neck and even drunk Minerva and Ginny were never frisky with the female sex.

Never.

In one less then graceful movement Hermione turned over and clumsily sent a fist in the direction she assumed her unknown assailant was. Due to complete blind luck she managed to hit something – or rather someone. In fact, as she blinked a few more times to fully awaken she realized she had ended up punching a man's stomach, a fit one nonetheless, and it hadn't affected him. Considering she was hungover she presumed that she hadn't put much force in it and her aim clearly wasn't her best due to said hangover.

"She's up Fabio! Oh, and she'll need a cup of tea. She's still a bit groggy."

The man called, and as he did Hermione lifted her gaze to his face before absentmindedly noting that his face was turned in the direction of the kitchen, her kitchen.

"Who on earth are you and why are you in my chambers?!"

Hermione suddenly snapped, realizing she should be scared and angry her quarters had been broken into by at least 2 men whom she didn't recognize in the slightest. Although… now she had the chance to look she noticed that the man in front of there had long, soft looking, red hair, freckles, and whilst tall like Bill he was also muscular (with lots of it!) like Charlie and was wearing some of her pajama pants. She didn't know why but for some reason she couldn't help but think Weasley when she looked at him although whilst he shared traits with them, he also looked nothing like them as well as with a strong jaw, broad shoulders and deep hypnotizing blue eyes.

Wait a minute…

She jumped up to her feet, backing away from the man as she blushed over the fact, she'd been caught looking him over. Her gaze however suddenly returned to his face as she felt one of her hands being lifted and watched as she pressed a light kiss to it whist bowing over it in a gentlemanly show of etiquette.

"Gideon Perwitt, at your service milady."

He purred, a smirk on his lips as Hermione's blush reddened further. 'god! This man… if he's here then… oh my! His twin must be here too. They must have been the first skeletons that were found. Oh god… the 2 of them are heroes. They took down five death eaters on their own before they died.' Hermione thought distractedly whilst trying to find a way to regain control over the situation. Then, suddenly, another thought popped into her head…

"SHIT! You two are molly's bothers!"

Molly was not going to be happy. She had a feeling molly wouldn't be comfortable with her being with her twin elder bothers, both of them at the same time, let alone the pair of them being just a part of the harem of males that were supposed to be her soulmates. She was going to get so many howlers when news got out. What was Harry and Ron going to say? She knows she'd have the support of Ginny Minerva and Luna. Hell, they'd be extremely excited – and rowdy – over the whole thing. Then there was her parents… She was doomed. Why had she thought this was a good idea? Why hadn't she thought it through more? She knew why – the deadline to comply with the new law was coming up so quickly that she'd panicked and took the best option she had at the time.

"Don't worry sweetling, we have a certain way with our dear Molly."

Gideon replied, a teasing smirk on his lips as he sent a mischievous wink her way. Those words didn't reassure her as he had hoped but had left her a feeling of dread. The tension soon disappeared as the other twin, Fabian appeared from the kitchen in nothing but another pair of her pajama pants, carrying a tray of delicious breakfast goodies, including a vial of hangover potion.

"Hey, Casanova! Don't use up all of our good lines. I need to say some too y'know."

Fabian protested playfully, a smirk on his lips as he handed off the tray to his twin before pushing ahead so he was right in front of Hermione.

"Love, I am the more attractive twin, Fabian, and I am ALL your."

He said huskily before copying his twin by taking her hand and pressing a soft kiss to the back of it. They really don't beat around the bush and Hermione couldn't help but feel rather overwhelmed by everything. After all the 2 skeletons were now real. Blood, flesh, and breathing men. What was she supposed to do with them? She didn't even have a bedroom right now thanks to the other 2 skeletons currently residing in there. It was only after that thought Hermione realized something. These 2 twins, Gideon and Fabian, didn't act confused or lost in any way. In fact, they were both calm and seemed as if they hadn't been dead all this time.

"What do you know?"

She asked suspiciously, and eyebrow raised as she watched the pair wearily.

"Funny thing about death. Dumbledore was right – death is just another big adventure. It's like an intangible world all on its own where you get to either live out your happiest moments or watch the real world's past, present, and future. There is a boss-man up there, don't get to see him at all, and the only interactions you get with him is when he talks to you in the rare occasions he needs to. For us he talked to us about being resurrected due to ancient magic that a talented little witch would perform. We've read up as it were, we know what has taken place along with the other soulmates we have to share you with. We were given the option to see into the future…

Gideon began only to have Fabian Finish…

"- but we felt it would be far more fun not to and see what happens."

Hermione was speechless. Whilst there was a lot of information there, she wanted to examine there was one thing that popped up first.

"You know who the skeletons are?! Please, you have to tell me who the rest of my soulmates are. I need to do preparations, not to mention the first of which is to create a lot more bedrooms."

She pleaded, instinctively moving a step forwards as she pleaded with her soft brown eyes to be told who they were.

"Look, it would spoil the surprise to tell you who, but we can tell you something else. In fact, the 2 skeletons you have actually died more recently than we did. The order your soulmates are appearing goes from those who died first in order of descending years until you reach present day. Then it starts from youngest alive to oldest alive. Not only that but apart from the skeletons you have four alive soulmates. They are all from different walks of life and only those who were dead will have all the information we do. Those that are alive will only feel a pull they cannot ignore to come to wherever you are. Those who know about the ancient spell you used may recognize the pull for what it is but for those who don't when theirs eyes meet yours the fact, your soulmates will be instinctively clear."

Fabian told her, both his and Gideon's eyes softening as they watched the young witch struggle to absorb all the information.

"For now, though the two in your bedroom won't be fully reconstructed for a couple of days, the more recent they died the longer it takes for them to be resurrected, so we can go so something fun in the meantime. We can relax, get something to eat, and just hang out."

Gideon added, hoping it would reassure the young witch so she wouldn't descend into a panic attack that would involve blocking everyone and everything out whilst she hid in the library under stacks of books.

Hermione didn't know what to react to first. One, they were not going to tell her who her soulmates are. Two, in total she had eight soulmates. Three, four of those 8 were alive and the other four were dead. Four they wouldn't all appear at the same time which she supposed was a good thing. Five, Fabian and Gideon expect her to relax and go with the flow whilst 2 more men that were supposed to be dead were getting resurrected and that 4 others were about to barge into her life – none of them she knew. RELAX?! How was she supposed to relax? That didn't even count in the reactions from the families of both the dead and alive soulmates. 'Merlin, what was Molly going to say?!'

"I think I should warn Molly first."

Hermione muttered absentmindedly, knowing Molly would hit the roof if she wasn't notified immediately, as well as the first to know and if she had to find out from someone else. After all Molly was quick to believe Rita Skeeter's lies before. Hermione was not going to risk Molly going against something this important. No, she needed Molly on her side. Of Course, if she had to tell Molly now then Hermione knew it was best to do it face to face. Anything else would only fuel any angry fire Molly could dredge up. Yes, she had to do it in person and be prepared although how she was supposed to prepare for this conversation she didn't know. She supposed all she could do was go to molly first, then when she was sure Molly was ready to see her brothers again, she'd send her Patronus back to the twins and they could come to the burrow. It would probably be the best way to do it.

"Right, you 2 stay here. You should floo to the Burrow only after I send my Patronus to you telling you we are ready. I will break everything to Molly first and hopefully that will help her prepare for such a big shock of seeing you 2 again."

She said firmly, narrowing her eyes at the two men until they gave identical nods with impish grins that looked so much like Fred and George…

"I won't be long."
Hermione added before throwing some floo powder into the fireplace and flooing straight to the Weasley home. 'here goes nothing…' She thought with a small feeling of dread. It wasn't long before she exited from the Burrows fireplace and with a swish of her wand, she cleared the soot from her robes.

"Molly? Molly are you here? I need to talk to you."

She called as she walked though living room to the kitchen. it was most unfortunate that when she made her way into the kitchen the entire Weasley family was there – Arthur, molly, George, Bill, Charlie, Ron, and Ginny. Where the respective partners were Hermione didn't know but she supposed at least with all the family there she wouldn't have to have this conversation more then once. She just hoped this wasn't going to end up being the last time she saw the Weasley's. They had been so good to her since they'd been introduced at her tender age of eleven.

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A.N: this is the last of the original story as was posted, minus some of the changes I made to help make her a bit younger. All reverence to bamon for the idea and I hope I do them proud as I go forward.
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