Hermione Granger couldn't say she was looking forward to the Quidditch World Cup itself; she thought Quidditch was a ridiculous and rather barbaric sport is she was being honest, but the idea of seeing her friends earlier, getting more time to relax with them instead of being overwhelmed with the enormous pressure of school was very pleasing to her.
She exited her bedroom, dragging her packed trunk and Crookshanks' carrier behind her, and headed down the stairs to the sitting room, where her parents were waiting to say their good-byes.
After a hug and a kiss from her mother and father, she grabbed a handful of Floo Powder from the mantle, stepped into the fireplace, and called "The Burrow!" loudly and clearly. There was a burst of flames, though the young woman felt no fear, and she was standing just inside the kitchen of the Burrow, where her second family lived.
Hermione brushed the soot off her clothes; a simple t-shirt and flowing skirt, and stepped further into the room. Not a moment later, two beings stood on either side of her, identical in nearly every way.
"Hello boys," she laughed.
"Hullo Hermione," George said cheerfully.
"Can we take your things?" Fred asked dutifully.
"Why that would be lovely!" Hermione said, smiling at the twins.
"Then lead the way!" they said together.
Hermione did so, stopping only to say hello to Mrs. Weasley. She had visited enough times to know the way to Ginny's room, where she always bunked on her visits.
She was quite excited to see Ginny. They had begun to grow rather close, and Hermione saw the girl as one of her closest friends, and definitely her best female friend.
Fred couldn't help but take Hermione in as she climbed the stairs to the second landing where his little sister slept.
The girl, or woman he supposed, had seemingly blossomed in the few weeks they'd been apart.
She was a couple inches taller. Her bushy hair had tamed a bit, and he admired the way her clothes fit her figure.
George nudged him in the ribs, and Fred shook his head. Hermione was like his little sister. That was like thinking about Ginny.
Fred blanched, refusing to complete that thought.
Hermione pushed open the bedroom door lightly, stepping into the room. Ginny turned from the letter she was writing at the desk at the creak of the door, her red hair whipping around her face. Spotting Hermione she rushed to ambush the girl in a hug. The two of them squealed and spun on the spot.
Fred and George cleared their throats together, and the girls broke apart, laughing.
"Thank you gentlemen," Hermione said, smiling at Fred and George. "This deed will not go unrewarded," she joked.
The twins placed the heavy trunk and now empty cat carrier (Crookshanks having rushed off the moment the small door was opened) on the floor and bowed, exiting the room.
"Ow!" Fred shouted at the bottom of the stairs, rubbing the spot on the back of his head where George had just smacked him. "What was that for?"
"What are you doing, gawking at Hermione like that?" His twin asked.
Fred shrugged pathetically. His ears were turning red, and he stared at his feet, unable to look George in the eye.
"She looks…different," he muttered.
"She's nearly fifteen mate, 'course she looks different."
"Whatever," Fred said, dropping the subject and marching into the kitchen, leaving a dumbstruck George to follow in his wake.
"Look at you Miss Granger," Ginny said, grinning.
Hermione blushed happily. "Oh shush," she said half-heartedly.
"I'm serious; you can't label this as a bookworm."
"Ginny," Hermione moaned, rolling her eyes.
Ginny giggled. The younger girl grabbed the brunette's wrist and pulled her onto her bed. She grabbed her Harry Potter throw pillow from under her bed (only to be used in dire emergencies) and face Hermione.
"So, tell me everything."
"Tell you about what?" Hermione asked, confused.
"C'mon Hermione, don't lie to me. Tell me about you and Fred! He was making 'eyes' at you."
Hermione blushed again. "I have no idea what you're talking about Ginny," she said lightly.
Ginny shoved her, and both the girls burst into giggles.
"Honestly Gin, I don't really know what happened. He was just staring at me."
"You liked it," Ginny said matter-of-factly.
"Ginevra Molly Weasley!" Hermione exclaimed, pretending to be affronted.
The teenagers collapsed into giggles again, not stopping until they were called down for dinner.
So, that's the first chapter. Welcome to my new baby! Fred/Hermione is my favorite non-canon pairing, so I thought I'd give this a shot. This will basically be the last four books, but with a Fred and Hermione focus. Obviously, things won't stick to the book, but it will follow the storylines.
I'm being honest here; I have no idea how fast or slow I'm going to post on this, or even if it will ever get finished. I'm a senior in high school; my main focus is graduating and getting into college.
Leave a review and let me know what you thought of the first chapter, and how excited (hopefully) you are for the rest.