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- GPOV -

I woke up from the light coming in through the window of my bedroom and then I heard it. There was the smallest sound coming from my right. I looked over and found Hermione's wild hair sprawled across the pillow. The noise I heard was coming from her. She was snoring ever so quietly it almost didn't even register as a snore to my ears. I turned over onto my side and looked at her sleeping form for a minute longer before disentangling myself from the covers. I walked across the room as quietly as I could and closed the door behind myself leaving her to sleep as long as she needed. I figured I could check the kitchen and see what she brought home the day before, and try to whip something together for when she woke up.

I looked though the fridge and found milk, eggs and some different types of meat. Once I found sausage I knew that I could make us a good breakfast. All I needed was some bread to toast.

- HPOV -

My body was tense; I just needed a nice good stretch. I pushed my feet out as far as I could and placed my hands far above my head. My body shivered as my muscles lengthened. Once my body was relaxed I opened my eyes to find myself in a room I didn't recognize. I laid there for a little while until I smelt something divine coming from the other room. I threw my feet onto the floor and walked out of the room following the smells from the kitchen. Once I was in the living room I was able to se George putting something on the table between the living room and the kitchen.

"Good morning George." His head whipped back around towards me and a small smile spread across his face.

"Morning Hermione, are you hungry?"

"I wasn't but that smell made me hungry. What is it?"

"I made us some breakfast sandwiches with what you brought back last night. It isn't much I hope it will taste as good as it smells." I made my way around him to one of the chairs at the table and looked down to see a nice crispy sandwich that I couldn't wait to try. I put my hand up to my mouth as I sat down to make sure that I hadn't started to drool from the smell. George sat down across from me, when I looked up I noticed that he was watching me as if waiting for something. I grabbed hold of the sandwich and took a bite of it. It tasted amazing. The sausage in it was so juicy and the eggs were made with cheese and it was so good.

"George this is delicious!" He looked at me happily before picking his own sandwich up and taking a bite.

"So what are your plans for today George?"

"I don't really know. I guess I will go ahead and move Fred's things out. I have a few things that I am going to put in my vault and some others that I am going to donate to the orphanage. They need them more than I do."

"George you know that you don't have to get rid of everything right?"

He nodded while he finished swallowing. "I know. I just about finished going through everything and I know what I am going to keep and what I won't be keeping."

"Alright would you like me to go with you?"

"No I can do it on my own. Anyway I was just going to send everything to their destinations through the floo network." He tilted his head to the side at this and smirked slightly.

"I always forget about the floo network as an option. Is here anything else that you would like to do today?"

He looked down at his plate before answering. "Well I was thinking about going down to the shop and clean things up a bit. There was a lot of damage done to the shop during the war."

"I could help you if you would like. After all I did see it in all its glory and I could help get it back to how it was if you'd like of course." I spoke timidly not knowing if he would actually want my help at all. I looked over at him to see his reaction to my offer.

He looked back at me and he began to give me the smallest of smiles. "I would really like that Hermione." He looked back down at his now empty plate before picking it up and standing. He walked to the kitchen placing the plate in the sink before coming back into my full view. "I am going to take a quick shower before starting everything. If you want to you can go down to the shop and start organizing things around. It may be a little hectic though Fred and I weren't the most organized we had always meant to change that." A sad smile covered his face and then he was gone into the bathroom.

I finished my food and then cleaned up the table and the kitchen quickly before going down to the shop. I made my way down the stairs to the back room of the shop. It was just a little entryway to the back of the shop, the stairs to the flat and the exit. I hadn't gone though the door to the shop before and didn't know what I would be walking into. I pulled the door open to find myself in a large room with multiple cauldrons strewn across the room. There were small bottles all across the room as well. There were multiple boxes that had fallen to the ground from the walls. I suppose there is no better place to start then where everything is made.

I commenced to place a spell on all the cauldrons instructing them to place themselves in their designated spots in the room. I did this to each item in the room until everything was in order. The last thing the room needed was a nice dusting. I initiated this spell as well and the room was good as new. I walked to the door on the other end of the room to move on to the next part of the shop. Once I reached the door I noticed two white lab coats hanging on the wall, the one closest to me had the name George written across the top of the chest pocket. I looked to the left of this coat and noticed the same writing but with Fred's name on it. I grabbed hold of it and looked across the room. Perfect. I pulled the coat of the hook it was hanging from and levitated it up to the other side of the room. I encased it in glass and hung it on the wall. I figured it would be a nice way to remember him by. It was in the perfect place, where he did his best work. It was where he belonged. After I finished putting it up I turned back to the door behind me and walked though it.

What I found was one of the biggest messes I had ever seen in my life.

"This is going to take a while." I sighed to myself and then began to make my way around the storage room trying to figure out where everything went there was no way I could use the spells I had in the other room on this one. There was simply too much and nothing was labeled at least with the previous room I had an idea of what needed to go where.

"Better start now, I don't know how long this could take."

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