A/N: everything is in the chapter….YAY FOR CHAPTER NUMBER 2. Review please.

Return from Exile
Chapter 2
Bloody Infuriating Man

She stood poised to knock the door in the pouring rain; she had been like that for the past five minutes. She had already tapped the door on accident and was praying to Merlin that they had not heard it. Why was she so nervous? Charlie had promised her that for tonight it would just be him and Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, he didn't want to overwhelm her. Or maybe he didn't want her to skip off again. Either way it was for cautions purposes.

Another two minutes passed, and she was still standing there. 'Bloody hell woman they're not going to murder you' She mentally told herself to shut up, then stifled a laugh when she realized she had talked to herself again. She dropped her hand and turned around to leave, finally giving up on herself and her own will. Sighing she started to walk back to the train station. Not three steps from the house did the door open. A flash of red, a charming smile, and slightly tan skin popped out of the frame. "Oi Hermione, your not planning on skipping off again are ya? I know that dear old mum would be so disappointed, and she cooked a fabulous meal for us tonight." Hermione sighed and looked up at Charlie, who was smiling knowingly.

"You're infuriating you know that? Bloody infuriating and annoying to boot. How long where you standing there waiting for me to knock? Ohh well forget that lets just go before I change my bloody mind." She huffed past his tall figure into the living room of the odd house. It was still obviously held together by magic but it seemed different now. Yes, it was nearly empty. Now that all of the boys had moved out and Ginny was living with Harry the only people in the house were Mr. and Mrs. Weasley. No wonder why she was so ecstatic to be having a dinner, poor Mrs. Weasley was feeling lonely. Wonderful smells were wafting from the kitchen as Charlie led her towards the cursed room. Bloody infuriating man, why did he always have to be so damn charming, it's the only way he convinced her to do this, with his syrup covered words and a flash of a smile. Oh he was speaking; she almost didn't even realize it.

"Your going to love what mums cooked, she missed you terribly you know? She considers you as one of her daughters, bloody hell the woman thought that Ron would have asked you to marry him the first time she saw you. Dads missed you quite a bit two, I imagine that quite a few questions will be asked about muggle things." She couldn't do this, she wasn't ready. Ohh bloody hell they hadn't changed a bit, she thought as she finally walked into the kitchen. Molly was still her lovely self, only it seemed that years of worry had dropped her size just a bit and her hair had streaks of gray, but as soon as she saw Hermione her face lit up. Hermione nearly got tears in her eyes, she loved this woman, like her own mother. Bloody hell she missed her.

"Hermione dear you look so thin, are you eating right?" Hermione smiled at this, typical Molly. "Please do stay for a while after dinner I made a lovely peach cobbler, perhaps we could chat for a while." Hermione nodded, she felt at peace almost. Mr. Weasley came over and offered a hand. She took it graciously. The two were not quite as close as her and Molly simply because Arthur was always working. He two hadn't changed much, his hair still flaming red, only this time with a bit more salt and pepper added into the mix.

"Wonderful to have you back dear" he nodded then wrapped his arms around her in a fatherly hug. She missed this; she missed being held by familiar people. She hadn't felt this way since before her parents died a good four years ago. This time she did get tears in her eyes. Soon she was ushered to a sturdy table laden with a wonderful assortment of foods. In the middle was a big pan filled to the brim with scrumptious looking lasagna. Her favorite, Molly must have remembered. They ate in near silence, the quite only broken by one of Arthur's questions about the muggle world. This time about the hats that the guards of Buckingham Palace wore.

After the delicious meal they retreated into the living room to chat. Hermione plopped down on an extra squishy chair and told everyone what she knew. She also learned a few more things. Percy had married Penelope, but he and the family were still on rocky terms. Arthur was promoted he was now the head of the entire Muggle Misshapes division, and quite glad. Aurors were being scent on near suicide missions because the current minister was bent on ridding the world of Death Eaters, even if it meant killing his own men to do so. In the end Molly asked her to come back for dinner, maybe with a few more people there. She had said yes, why, because of that damn man he flashed her a smile and pleaded.

Bloody infuriating man