A/N: I was really bored, so I typed up the next chapter! :D Thanks to WeasleyIsMyKing540, notsing and fons19 for the feedback! Tomorrow is going to be the worst day of my life, because of stupid exams. Anyways, let's just get this chapter started!

Warning: Oh, there's not swearing at this chapter, actually. I know, I'm shocked as well.

Disclaimer: I don't own HP! The book covers clearly say that it was made by J.K. Rowling!

Chapter 16 ~ The Burrow

Hermione looked out the window, watching the clouds cry. She found it abnormal for it raining during summertime, but she thoroughly enjoyed it, finding it soothing. A smiled crept along her face, waiting for Ginny and Mister Weasley to pick her up. It was not that long ago that she received an invitation from Ginny to the World Cup. Ginny had told her in the letter that she didn't tell Ron nor anyone, but her parents that Hermione was coming over to the Burrow.

Hermione's thoughts were swirling around about how the Burrow was going to be like. It was going to be the first time she'll ever experience a magical house, instead of her normal boring house.

"Hermione! They're here!" Her mother's voice came from down the stairs.

"Coming!" She replied. She grabbed her luggage and went running downstairs, to see the familiar flaming red hairs. She smiled at the sight of Ginny and her father.

"Hello, Hermione.." Ginny greeted her with a hug. Arthur greeted her with a hug as well. He greeted the Grangers a hug as well.

"Well, let's go!" Arthur said after he talked to Hermione's parents. Hermione had a handful of Floo powder, provided by Ginny. She kissed her parent's cheeks as a final goodbye.

"THE BURROW!" She was then, engulfed by green flames.

Hermione was greeted with the warmth of the living room. The house was filled with wonder. A floating maroon sweater was being knitted. She smelled the scented candles and saw that the house was pretty tidy. She started to wonder around and saw a spiral of stairs leading up to the top of the house.

"Amazing.." Hermione breathed out astonished by the sight.

"Welcome to, the Burrow.," Ginny said with a smile. "I'll go and get mum.." Ginny went to the kitchen along with Arthur. After a few milliseconds, there was a plump woman with flaming red hair approaching Hermione, giving her a bone crushing hug.

"Welcome, dear!" She greeted happily. After the meet and greet, Ginny told Hermione that her room was on the first-floor landing, and Ron's room was at the very top. Hermione walked up the spiral of stairs in search of Ginny's room. Her room was painted in a shade of baby blue. She walked in and was greeted by a clean and organized room with a few pair of socks draping down her study table. The room was scented with the smell of marshmallows.

She saw a periwinkle sleeping bag, big enough to fit two people in it. She placed her luggage near her sleep bag and went off to Ron's room. She ran up the stairs and stopped at a brightly painted orange door. The door had a poster of the Chudley Cannons.

Hermione took a deep breath and exhaled it through her nose. She really wanted to see how he was doing, ever since the.. incident.

She knocked on the door, waiting for an answer.

"LEAVE ME ALONE!" Ron bellowed with irritation in his voice. Hermione shocked by the impulsive reply, stood back from the door.

"Ron.." She whispered quietly. She opened the door to be greeted with a gloomy room, because of it's low lighting.

Hermione saw that Ron's head was facing away from her. She quietly closed the door behind her and then, sat on his chair.

"I TOLD YOU TO-" Ron turned around to see Hermione, looking directly at him with worry in her eyes.

"Hey.." She greeted him uncomfortably. Ron blinked in a rapid pace and pinched himself to see of he was dreaming. Hermione chuckled by his action.

"I'm sure that you're not dreaming, Ron." She said with a smile. Ron's ears turned pink in embarrassment.

"S-sorry you had to hear me like that.." He quickly apologized to her.

"It's alright. I just want to know why you were screaming at the top of your lungs." Hermione replied.

"Fred and George gave me their latest product. That said it'll taste like the drinker's' favorite flavor." He paused for a bit. "Instead, I got a taste of bloody corn beef!" He whined. Hermione rolled her eyes.

"You actually, trusted the twins?" Hermione said to him. He just shrugged in response. They were left in awkward silence.

"Oh! I haven't given you a proper greeting, haven't I?" Ron said. Hermione smiled and hugged him. Ron's ears turn red by her action. He took deep breaths until he eventually hugged her back.

'Blimey, she's short..' Ron commented to himself, on her height.

'Is it me, or did he grow a height taller the last time I saw him?' Hermione said to herself, blushing by her comment on Ron's height. By now, he must be the tallest Weasley in the household. Ron's hair was up to his shoulders, making Hermione having the urge to run her hairs through his hair.

Ron wanted to run his hands through the shiny yet bushy ringlets that formed a halo on her hair. He snapped out of the thought when Hermione broke the hug. The both of them sat on Ron's bed.

"How are you doing?" Hermione questioned him in a serious manner.

"Alright. I guess. I've had this sudden appetite for raw meat." Ron uncomfortably said, not wanting to meet Hermione's eyes.

"Looks like you're maturing," Hermione commented.

"Well, that's a gross way of maturing. Don't you think?" Ron replied.

"I mean you, maturing with your werewolf side.." Hermione added. Ron gulped and put his hands in his pockets. She saw his sudden action and bit her lower lip.

"I remember, seeing you scared. I didn't want to reveal that I was a werewolf that way. I wanted for us to talk it out, not to frightened you." Ron said remembering the events.

"At least, you don't have to worry anymore. You're in good hands, Ron." Hermione said trying to cheer him up.

"Y-yea.," Ron said and then, stood up walking over to his window. He stared into the grey skies, while the clouds cried over the land.

Hermione appeared right next to him.

"Beautiful, isn't it? The rain.." Hermione said to him in a whisper.

"Beautiful? More like annoying." Ron grumbled. Hermione's eyes narrowed from his opinion.

"Why would you, find the rain beautiful?" Ron said to her confused from her opinion on rain.

"Well, when I was in muggle elementary, I would always stare off looking at the rain, while I read my book in the library." Hermione paused for a bit and smiled. "It was like the rain the only friend I had during that time." She sadly ended her little story.

Hermione's face fell and had a saddened expression on her face. Ron, who listened to her story intently, felt a lot of sympathy towards her.

"Hey, you're not alone anymore.." Ron hugged her by the neck.

Hermione replied with a warm smile. Ron heard steps coming towards his door.

"Ron, mum says dinner is re-" Ginny paused at the state his brother and her best friend was in. They immediately broke the hug. Hermione was blushing furiously, as Ron's ears turn red.

Ginny had the biggest smile on her face.

"Just come downstairs.."