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"Rambling"
by SJRegina
Hermione always found herself rambling whenever in the presence of the one and only Fred Weasley, but that's just how Fred liked it.
Chapter 4: What's a portkey?
Just when Hermione thought things couldn't have possibly be crazier since that day, it did. Ironic isn't it? But the great friendship she earned and the great adventure she had, she wouldn't have replaced it with anything the world.
It was summer and first year had ended quite nicely. She was one of the reasons Gryffindor won the cup and Hermione was very proud of herself. Her friendship with Fred and George were going great too. She even became friends with Lee because of them.
Fred and George, God she missed them. Sure she had Ron and Harry who were like practically brothers to her, they were different. They were her bestfriends, they were her FIRST friends. Not just in Hogwarts or the Wizarding World, but even in her Muggle life. Techinically everyone thought she was "weird".
Her parents were out tonight for their anniversary which would last for amonth and left Hermione alone in the house. Her parents were hestitant but Hermione demanded that they had some good quality time and that she was responsible enough to handle herself. So right now, she was all alone. Sitting warily on her study.
She fumbled with the small padlock on the band in her wrist missing Fred and George more. It was a token that was like the symbol and reminder of their friendship. Hermione held it close to her heart, closed her eyes, and thought of Fred and George and all the good times they had last year.
She wanted nothing more than to be with them right now.
I wish they were here. I wish they were here. I wish they were here.
She felt a warmth spread through her body from her toes, then she felt her heart raising. She opened her eyes for a bit and was startled when she saw a white light cascading from the padlock with a white flowy ring that connected to another ring which wrapped around her.
Then the light increased in intensity and light emanated in the whole room. Hermione was panicing now, but she also anticipated what would happen, curiosity overcoming her. Then suddenly, a loud boom sounded and Hermione felt the ground beneath her go away, she was floating like there was no gravity and the room around her twisted and turned. The padlock, which she was still holding tightly had felt like it had connected to her belly button and seemed like it were dragging her somewhere.
She felt like crying from the pain as tears were forcing themselves to streak from the corners of her eyes. Then all of a sudden everything stopped, and she fell with a loud thud on the ground.
"Ow!" Hermione rubbed her elbow which had taken the greatest force of the fall. It took while before she realized she were in a different place. She looked around and was shocked to see the two people she wanted to see the most in front of her.
"Hermione?" Both of them squeaked in sync.
"Fred, George?" She looked from Fred and George back and forth. This was all too much for her, all of a sudden, her head throbbed like mad which brought her A LOT of pain. She felt so weak and dropped to a kneel because of the pain.
"Hermione!" Fred and George ran to her, panic in their voices as Hermione fainted and fell to floor.
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Hermione had a bad dream. It was as if she was transported to the twins in a flash in her dream, and it was very realisticly painful.
"Ow!" She immediately rubbed her hand to her hand as it was still throbbing, maybe she fell asleep on the cool hard table of her study again, but this time it was different. She felt everything soft around her. She squinted her eyes open and saw a lot of red-heads. It wasn't a dream after all.
"Hermione, you're awake! Thank goodness, you were so still and pale I thought you weren't coming back for a moment there." George exclaimed as she ran to Hermione's side.
"But never doubted you, you're Hermione Granger." Fred winked before rushing to her other side and held her hand.
Hermione was momentarily distracted with the hand that was holding her own and the sparks that had flown through her veins. But then reality bit back hard again.
"Where am I? How did I get here? Why are you here?" Hundred more questions were drilled to Fred and George in merely seconds before she stopped abruptly when she saw Fred and Georgle holding their laughs.
"What?" She demanded, she didn't think there was anything funny with everything that had just happened.
"It's just that,"
"you just woke up."
"And the first thing you do."
"is RAMBLING!" They covered their tummies as they roared with laughter. Hermione turned red from her cheeks to her neck to her ears. But Fred and George's laughter and happiness were contagious that she couldn't help but laugh along with them.
This was one of the things she liked most about being friends with the twins, they never failed to make Hermione laugh.
They were laughing like there was no tomorrow, forgetting all the things that had happened when a door to their right opened interrupting their fits of laughter. They looked over to see who it was.
It was Harry.
"Harry!" Hermione ran over him and hugged all of the air out of him. Harry returned her hug but startled looking pale.
"Oi Hermione! If you don't let go of Harry soon, he'll be as pale as Snape!" George sniggered.
"And that exactly isn't a sight I'd be ecsastic to see!" Fred continued as both of them laughed like nutters. Hermione let go of Harry with a blush on her cheeks tainted from embaressment. But as she looked over Harry, she couldn't help but smile as well as Harry was laughing too.
When the laughter subdued, an awkward silence came over. Hermione was the one who broke the silence. "Harry, why are you here? Shouldn't you be over with your Aunt?" Harry looked over Fred and George with a look that they immediately knew was a cue for them to tell the story.
Fred and George told them what had happened with Harry filling in at times. They told her about the escape, the flying car, the weird house elf, and how Mrs. Weasley had gone like a nutter.
"And then I couldn't sleep because of Ron's snoring so I went to the kitchen for a snack but then I heard laughter upstairs so that's why I'm here." Harry finished his narrating with an exhausted sigh.
"Hermione, I don't want to sound rude or anything, but, what are you doing here?" Harry asked Hermione looking straight up her eyes.
Hermione narrated the whole story to Harry and the twins too as she didn't have time to explain what had happened because they had distracted her with laughing.
"So let me get this straight, you were holding the padlock then you just thought of us then you just suddenly popped up over here." George summarized Hermione's very detailed eloquent narration.
"Sound a lot like a portkey to me." Fred said non-blatantly while fumbling his thumbs together.
"A portkey?" Harry and Hermione both asked together in sync.
"A Portkey is an object enchanted to instantly bring anyone touching it to a specific location." Fred replied.
George following Fred's lead. "Most of the time, a Portkey is an everyday object that would not draw the attention of a Muggle."
"Does travelling by Portkey feel like having a hook "somewhere behind the navel" pulling the traveller to their location?" Hermione asked with raised eyebrows basing the question on her experience.
"Yep, most likely."
"Never travelled by one."
"So our bracelets, they're like portkeys." Hermione looked at her bracelet in amazement. Fred and George looked at their bracelets in amazemt as well.
"Wicked." The three said in sync, not even noticing how they said it all together. Harry looked at the three of them in wonder. Hermione was becoming quite similar with the twins. And the twins were becoming more mature.
It wouldn't surprise him one day if one of them took a fancy in Hermione or the other way around.
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