Ron, Harry, Hermione, Fred, George, and Ginny were finishing the last preparations to leave in the morning for King's Cross Station and Platform 9 and 3/4 s. Hermione was already done and she headed to Fred and George's room to join them since they were done as well.
Even though they were pranksters Hermione still cherished them as friends they protected her and cared about her as they do their own sister. They sure as hell watch out for her better then Ron and Harry do. They always get her into the worst situations and she always has had to think of a way to get them out of it again. Although when she is hanging out with Fred and George she finally feels like she can relax. As she arrives at Fred and George's door all she has to do is gently tap at the door just as she is about to tap it again Fred pulls open the door and smiles down at her. "Hey Hermione we thought we heard you. Come on in." George said further in the room behind Fred. Fred moved aside so she could come into the room. "What brings you to our humble abode?" Fred said chuckling. "I was done with my packing so I came down to visit you two jokesters." Hermione said smiling at them both with an extreme fondness that you can only achieve through a very long friendship. She had known them since her first day on the Hogwarts Express. She had been heading down the aisle to a compartment when all of a sudden she collided headlong into someone. On impact she had dropped the books she was carrying. She mumbled "sorry I'm such a klutz" and hurriedly picked everything up. The person she had ran into stooped down to help her when she looked up at him her breath caught in her throat. This guy was by far the most gorgeous guy she had ever laid her eyes on. That was saying something because she had seen some pretty attractive guys at her old school in Little Whinging, but this guy was by far the most attractive. He had ginger colored hair that framed his face. His piercing blue eyes were magnificent they also around the iris had slight greenish tint and it made him even more stunning. Hermione was suddenly snapped out her reverie by someone tapping her shoulder. "Hermione you with us?" It was George and he was trying unsuccessfully to hold back a chuckle. She scowled at him and said "What a girl isn't allowed to daydream?" Fred couldn't help smirking at her sharp retort. "Yea you can but you kind of have to snap out of it when we have to go down to dinner." Hermione was immediately off the bed she was sitting on, out the door and down the stairs. The twins couldn't help smiling as they shut the door behind her quickly retreating form.
Meanwhile Hermione was infuriated she couldn't believe the twins had done that to her. Allowing her to daydream like that for three hours they always seemed to find a way to piss her off to the point of no return. Hermione turned around suddenly making her way determined up the stairs. She went into her and Ginny's room and fished her IPod out of the top drawer of her bedside table. She turned it up as high as it would go and put the earphones in. She cranked Apologize by Buckcherry and went into her zone of complete solace. This was the only song that could calm her to the point of functioning properly. When she was finally calm she left the room earphones still in and shuffled downstairs to dinner. She pressed the repeat function on the IPod but instead she skipped to the next song Son of a Preacher Man which for some reason always reminded her of Fred Weasley, she didn't know why but it did probably because, Fred's father when he was younger had been a pastor. When she finally got to the table she pulled the earphones out of her ears and sat down, between Harry and Ron. Ron was happy because he had gotten a letter from Luna.
She was coming back to Hogwarts in the fall too and she had finally confessed how she really felt about him. To directly quote she had written 'Ron since our third year I have had a crush on you that could not compare to anything else in the world. But that is the problem with crushes right?' Hermione couldn't be happier for him when he had gotten that letter, because it had brightened his entire day. She hadn't been that happy for anyone since Voldemort had been defeated the year before. Then everyone had rejoiced and the wizarding community could be truly united under one complete celebration of freedom from a reign of terror and fright. They could now be happy for the rest of their lives and their children and their children's children don't have to live in terror and run screaming for the shadows at the slightest noise.