The Burrow

I realized when I was first invited to the Burrow that it was another home away from home. Hogwarts of course was my home but, being at the Burrow made me feel just as warm and accepted. I loved my muggle home with my parents but it just didn't give me the same feeling as the Burrow and Hogwarts did. My parents were amazing muggles and they never go a day without reminding me how much they love me and the gift of magic I was bestowed. It didn't hurt them that being a witch was what made me happy and accepted my choice to make it my life. The muggle world was interesting but I never really fit in as much I do in the magic world. Even at my muggle school I had a handful of friends but, I usually ended up alone. I was an outcast and not a lot of people talked to me. I would usually end up eating alone or walking the corridors by myself. When I arrived at Hogwarts I kind of was an outsider but I felt more accepting with it. I soon met Harry and my magical family started to build and I no longer cared what others thought of me. The magic world was beyond fascinating and I became devoted as soon as I got my letter from Hogwarts. The feeling of finally finding where I belong is one of the best gifts I've ever been given.

Mrs. Weasley had informed me that she had discussed with my parents me staying at the Burrow over summer break and they agreed. It would surprise me If anyone was able to say no to Molly. That woman was remarkable and I considered her my second mom.

"Hermione dear, welcome home" Mrs. Weasley said while placing a peck on my forehead and walking inside her chaotic house. I enter through the doorway following her looking around. It wasn't much, but it was home to all of the Weasley family, including Harry and I. Magic was holding it all together and it was beyond cluttered but, it was brilliant.

"Ginny is in Romania visiting Charlie so you are welcome to her room" Mrs. Weasley said walking to the kitchen. "Take your things upstairs while I get dinner ready. Feel free to wonder about. The rest of the lot should be causing mischief somewhere. If you would just light the fire for me dear and be on your way" she said reaching for a pan. I walked to the fire place and pulled out my wand.

"Incendio!"

I start walking up the long staircase to Ginny's room and then get bumped into by a charging Ronald.

"Blimey! I'm sorry Hermione" he said standing me up straight. "We're all about to play a game of Quidditch before dinner so feel free to join when you're settled" he yelled rushing down the stairs. A smile came across my face swiftly. I missed my friends very much, it felt so good to be home. I continued to walk up the stairs and finally reaching Ginny's room I open the door dropping my luggage against the bay window. I then walked to her bed collapsing my whole body on it stretching happily. I was staring at the ceiling at a moving poster of the Ireland Quidditch team and then dozed off.

"Wakey, wakey" a voice started to say while tapping me on the forehead. I opened eyes to see Fred standing over me smiling holding a plate of food. I shot up and looked outside and it was nightfall.

"Bollocks Fred" I said rubbing my eyes.

"It's splendid that you want to dream about me Granger but maybe you should wake up and eat some food" he said laughing while handing me the plate.

"Tell your mum I'm sorry I missed dinner" I said yawning putting the plate on the night table. "Where is everyone?"

"The whole lot is outside I figured you were in complete agony from missing me so I brought you dinner along with some dessert" Fred said winking, grabbing the plate and handing it back to me. "Eat." He then walked over and plopped down right next to me. I started to eat the roast and potatoes Mrs. Weasley had made and notice Fred staring at me.

"What?" I said mumbling with a mouth full of potatoes.

"Nothing" he laughed. "It's just I've never seen a girl so small stuff so much food in their mouth."

"Piss off!" I exclaimed and we both started laughing. "I'm just hungry" I said putting the plate back down on the table. I pull my legs up on the bed and turn to face him.

"George told me about your firework show last night! Marvelous!" Fred said grinning. "Wish I was there."

"It actually was exactly what I needed" I said smiling at the memory. "Where is George by the way?"

"George ate my last chocolate frog so I killed him. Do you think that was wrong?" He said sarcastically.

"I guess it depends on what the card was inside" I said grinning up at him.

"Granger" he started to say while laughing "You're a witty one." I smiled.

"So, you and Angelina?" I said changing the subject.

"Yeah, I guess. It kind of just happened you know? We had both lost friends in the battle at Hogwarts. We kind of just were there for each other" he sighed. "She's a great girl and all but, I just don't know how I feel about it. We've been school mates for so long and" he smiled without finishing and punched my shoulder.

"What was that for!" I yelled punching him back.

"For turning this conversation serious and girly!"

"I didn't mean to" I said apologetically.

"Granger, you just have a way of bringing out my serious side and it's quite annoying actually. I don't even think of what I'm saying, I'm just saying it" he said facing me. "Does that make since?"

I smiled at him nodding my head. I started thinking about before I was in the hospital. I look up at his face and seen a small scar across his eye I hadn't really noticed before. I go to touch it and stop myself. The war comes to mind and i thought maybe I should just tell him how I felt and what I had done that night.

"Um, so I have to tell you about something" I said nervously putting my feet back on the floor fiddling with my fingers.

"Anything Granger" he smiled and looked intently at me waiting for me to begin. Before I could start I hear a knock and a door opening.

"Freddie?" Angelina said peeking in through the door. "There you are! I was looking all over for you. Are you ready to go to the pub?" Before Fred has a chance to answer George busts in the room.

"Oh! So the party is in Granger's room?" He starts to walk over and plops right on top of Fred. "Oh brother! How I have missed this sweet face" taking his hand and grazing his cheek.

"Get off of me you cheeky bastard" Fred said laughing.

"Do you mind if I talk to Granger for a moment" said George getting off Fred's lap.

"Sure, but what is it that you wanted to tell me Granger?" He said pushing George into the chair and looking back at me.

"You have dirt on your nose, did you know?" I said quickly thinking.

"Oh, thanks" he said taking his shirt and wiping his face with it. "Hopefully we will see you at the pub" Fred said walking out the door with Angelina.

I started thinking It probably wasn't a good idea to tell Fred anyway. He doesn't know how he feels about Angelina and I want him to be happy. Whether or not I'm the one to make him happy. I shake my head trying to just erase everything I was thinking and turn my head to George.

"So, since you didn't come hang around before dinner I didn't get to ask you something. You got off telling me last night because I let it slip my mind" George started to say.

"Why was their two of me at the battle?" I said knowing already what he as going to ask.

"Yes, I mean don't get wrong, more than one Hermione in the world would be wicked but, " George said honestly. I smiled and then told him about the night of the battle before I had passed out. He paused for a moment before responding to me.

"HERMIONE GRANGER You could have seriously hurt yourself. Time-traveling can be a death trap if you're not careful" George said seriously but then, smirked and started laughing.

"What is so funny? " I said standing up off the bed looking humorlessly.

"Nothing, I just was trying to sound like my mum but it's impossible without laughing" he said wiping tears from his eyes. "Hermione, what you did was BLOODY BRILLIANT. Can I have a Time-Turner?"

"No way in hell" I said sternly.

"You're no fun" he said smiling and then standing up grabbing my hand. "So you saved my brother?" He said looking earnestly into my eyes.

"Yes, I did" I said looking back at him. He smiled and then hugged me so tight I couldn't move.

"Thank you" he said grabbing my hand and kissed it. He let go of my hand and started walking to the door. "Come on Granger, we both need a drink."

"I don't know if I should" I said not feeling as it was a good idea.

"Oh stop, It will be fun. It will be our second date" George said starting to charm me into accepting.

It worked.