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Hermione returned to her room rather angry. She knew she shouldn’t have built her hopes up but when Fred said George had something to tell her she was disappointed it wasn’t something important. She was quite annoyed but blamed herself for being optimistic there was no time to be hopeful. Not anymore at least.

The rest of the night went on and waking up in the morning Hermione couldn’t help feeling happy. She wasn’t sure what it was but she definitely didn’t want to question it- it was rare to be so happy in recent times and so she didn’t want it to end. Ginny was still asleep so Hermione showered and dressed silently wondering down the stairs smiling.

“Hello, Hermione dear. How are you?” Molly asked as Hermione entered the kitchen.

“I’m well thank you Mrs. Weasley, how are you?”

“Fine, dear.”

“Would you like some help?”

“Yes please, you seem happy.”

“I am, I’m not sure why but I really am.”

“You seem a lot happier recently, I’ve noticed. Anything going on?”

“I think I’m just glad to be here, Hogwarts isn’t the same anymore,” Hermione sighed.

“It will get better.”

“I’m sorry by the way, I know you didn’t want any of us to have anything to do with Dumbledore’s Army but we felt like we should be doing all we can do to help,” Hermione told her.

“It’s fine dear, I know you want to do your part to help, it’s just you’re all so young I didn’t want any of you put in danger,” Molly explained.

“I know and thank you for caring,” Hermione smiled.

Slowly everyone filled the kitchen and eventually everyone sat down for breakfast.

“So you kids are going to Diagon Alley?” Arthur asked.


“And Fred and George you sure you know how to handle it?” Molly asked.

“Of course, we’re taking Hermione- nothing can go wrong,” George grinned.

“You have to take this seriously boys, a business is not a joke. Are you sure you’re ready for this?” Arthur asked them.

“Of course we are,” Fred told them, “We’re completely serious about this, this is what we want to do.”

“If this is really what you want then I’m proud of you,” Molly said.

“Thank you, but we couldn’t have done any of it without Harry and his contribution,” George said referring to the money he gave them to open their business.

“Yeah, thanks mate,” Fred agreed.

“It’s fine guys, it’s the least I could do for this family.”

After breakfast everyone dressed and they left at 2:20.

“We’ll catch you guys after you’re finished,” Ron said as he Ginny and Harry sat down in the Leaky Cauldron and Hermione left with the twins.

 “Alright so 93 Diagon Alley,” George mumbled as they stood outside the old building.

“This is it,” Fred grinned.

 “Mr Weasley and Mr. Weasley?” came a voice from behind them. It was a middle aged woman her voice was soft but her appearance stern.

“Yes. Miss. Brown?”

“Yes,” she nodded.

“I’m George Weasley and this is my brother Fred,” George said continuing after the woman glanced at Hermione, “Oh and our friend Hermione Granger.”

“Pleasure to meet you,” the woman smiled shaking each of their hands, “let’s go in then.”

They all entered looking around each of them picturing what it would look like after it was painted, furnished and decorated.

“I’m aware you have already had a tour of the premises?”

“Yes and that’s why we’re here to finalise the deal,” Fred told her.

“Very well. Monthly mortgage is 500 galleons which is an extremely good deal considering the amount it has cost in previous years. Obviously there is a lot of paper work but if we can decide whether or not you are willing to purchase the building at this price before we can proceed.”

“I think that’s resona-,” Hermione elbowed Fred in his rib, “What was that for?”

“No, you don’t think that’s reasonable!”

“Why not?” the woman asked.

“Because as I’m aware the building has been sold for a similar price in previous years when the flats above are being sold as well however they aren’t buying the flats so the price should be considerably lower. Especially since there is no paint work inside or any other form of decoration or furniture,” Hermione pointed out.

The woman stared at her blankly, “someone did her research,” she muttered. “It appears you’re correct because of these terms I am willing to lower the price to 350 galleons.”

“That sound like a reasonable price,” Hermione agreed.

“So is it agreed, are you ready to sign?”

“Yes,” George said.

“No,” Hermione said firmly. “What are the insurance terms?”

“There are none we do not insure you, you must insure the property through another company.”

“But there’s no clause in these papers that tell us which insurance companies you’re compatible with. So how do we know whether or not their terms won’t clash with yours’?” Hermione asked.

The woman pointed her wand at the paper another paragraph appearing containing a list of different insurance companies.

“Happy to sign now?” the woman’s patience was wearing thin.

Both twins looked at Hermione afraid of answering wrong. She nodded to them. The twins took the quill from the woman and each signed the many sheets.

“Brilliant, the paper work will go through the ministry and in a few months as long as everything goes through okay you will be the proud owners of 93 Diagon Alley.”

“Thank you very much,” Fred said as he shook her hand again followed by George and Hermione who the woman seemed to glare at.

They left the woman inside and once outside the boys gave a triumphant cry, “Yes!”

“We did it, it’s ours!” George exclaimed.

“Just imagine it George, it’s going to be amazing!” Fred grinned as he hugged his twin.

Hermione watched them with a smile it made her so happy to see George so happy and Fred of course, she was extremely happy for them both.

“Thank you Hermione!” George grinned as he hugged her, picking her off the floor and spinning her round. She hugged him back.

“You’re welcome, I’m just glad I could help!” she smiled as George released her and she blushed.

“Thanks Hermione,” Fred said hugging her too.

Both twins were grinning like crazy and they were even more happy and excited than usual. They walked down to the Leaky Cauldron to meet Ron, Harry and Ginny. They explained what happened and then separated to go shopping.

“Come on Hermione,” Ginny said dragging her away.

“We’ll see you two later,” Fred told Harry and Ron as they left.

“Hermione, what are you buying George?” Ginny asked.

“No idea, why?”

“No, I was just wondering because it might give me an idea on what to get Harry.”

“You really like him, huh?”

“So much but he only sees me as Ron’s little sister,” Ginny sighed.

“That’s not true, he’s just oblivious at the moment. I mean he’s got so much going on maybe he just can’t see it yet.”

“Hermione, he’s not stupid he knows I’m crazy about him and it’s not exactly hard to tell! He just- he just doesn’t feel the same.”

“You don’t know that. Just give it time and until them there’s no point obsessing over him just give things a chance to play out.”

“You’re right, I guess.”

They went in and out of shops for hours until they both had presents for almost everyone.

“I only have Harry and Ron left to get for,”  Ginny said.

“I only have Fred and George to get for,” Hermione said.

“What did you get me then?” Ginny asked.

“Not telling you,” Hermione chimed, “what did you get for me?”

“Not telling you.” Ginny said sticking her tongue out at the older witch making Hermione laugh.

“Hey lets go in there,” Hermione said looking into a nearby jewellery store.

Once in she looked over a few items until her eyes set on a watch it had a black face with a red dragon etched onto it. She loved it.

“Ginny, what d’you think about that watch?” she asked pointing to it.

“It looks really cool, who you thinking of buying it for?”

“George and that one’s nice too I could get that for Fred,” Hermione told her and then pointed to another watch with a phoenix etched onto the face instead.

“Can I help dear?” asked the elderly woman behind the counter.

“Yes thank you, could I have a look at those two?” she asked pointing at the watches.

The woman nodded and took them out.

“Ah, these are part of a special collection,” she told her, “every hour on the hour the dragon and the phoenix raise up and become actual small creatures.”

“Excuse me?” Hermione asked.

“Watch,” the woman adjusted the time on the watch to a minute before five and as it turned five o’clock the dragon rose from the watch and formed a miniature but real dragon. It walked around the face of the watch before blowing a small puff of fire that according to the woman wouldn’t really burn anything and then after the minute past it became just an image on the watch face.

“Whoa, what does the phoenix do then?” Hermione asked.

The woman again demonstrated on the watch. The phoenix rose upwards until it was a small but real version. It walked around the watch face before flying straight up, bursting into flames and then the ashes fell onto the watch face forming the etched phoenix.

“That’s amazing!” Hermione said, “I’ll take both please.”

The woman slipped them into boxes and put the boxes into a bag as Hermione paid her and thanked her as she and Ginny left.  

They then went into the Quidditch store where Ginny bought Harry a model snitch engraved ‘To Harry Merry Christmas! With love Ginny x.’ She then bought Ron a framed picture with the Chudley Cannons flying around in it with a few of the more popular players autographs scribbled on the glass. 

As they walked back to the Leaky Cauldron they bumped into Fred and George.

“That is a lot of bags,” George said looking at them.

“I know! Where are your bags?” Hermione asked.

“We’re wizards of age. Our bags are tiny, weightless and fit in our pockets,” Fred told them.

“Yeah and we’re witches who are not of age, so you two could be gentlemen and help us with our bags,” Ginny said.

“George, how rude of us there is a lady carrying heavy bags and we haven’t offered our assistance,” said Fred his voice far too dramatic to be sincere.

“Indeed how rude, allow us to offer our sincerest apologies,” George said his voice matching his twins.

“Hermione, allow me to take those bags,” Fred said taking the bags from one of her hands.

“And allow me to take those bags,” George said taking the bags from her other hand.

They both looked to Ginny and just smiled at her as they began to walk.

“Oh, how very funny,” Ginny said sarcastically.

“Something wrong sister dear?” asked George.

“Oh, nothing really. Thanks for the help with my bags by the way,” she remarked her voice growing more sarcastic.    

“Well Ginny, Hermione helped us achieve our dream today and you have done nothing but stolen the affection of our parents since the day you were born,” Fred said- it was clear he was just joking.

“It’s not my fault they love me, Mum always wanted a girl. She got pretty close with you two though.”

“Ha ha, Fred looks like you were wrong-Ginny does have a slightly bigger sense of humour than Percy did,” George laughed.

“I suppose I was wrong, but you know that’s quite difficult for me to admit since we do both have trouble admitting we’re wrong.”

“Fred!” George groaned.

“What?” Ginny asked confused.

“Sorry mate couldn’t resist,” Fred laughed.

“You’re an idiot,” George muttered glancing at Hermione who clearly was pretending she was as clueless as Ginny.

“No George I think after that encounter it’s clear who the idiot is,” Fred pointed out.

“Moving on...” George said loudly, “You girls finish off your Christmas shopping?”

“Yes,” they both answered.

“Then what did you get for us?”

“If you really want to know I’ll tell you,” Hermione said.

“Go on then.”

“Alright don’t get too excited- you still have to act surprised. I got you... presents!”

“Well I’m not the smartest but I could have figured that much out,” Fred said making them all laugh as they got to the Leaky Cauldron and flooed back.

 “How did it go?”Molly asked as they entered.

“We are forever in debt to Miss. Hermione Granger,” George said causing Hermione to blush.

“I take it- it went well,” Arthur said.

“Well? It went great!” Fred exclaimed.

“Amazing actually,” George added.

“Yeah 93 Diagon Alley is ours as soon as the paperwork goes through the Ministry,” Fred told them.

“That’s great boys,” Molly said as she hugged them.

“Congratulations you two,” Arthur said.

“Thanks again Hermione,” George grinned at her throwing his arm around her shoulder.

“You’re welcome, I’m honestly just glad to see you two so happy.”

“George, what colours are we going to paint it?”

“Red- No orange. Orange and- and,” George began.

“Purple,” Fred decided.

“Orange and purple it is,” George agreed.

“You’re deciding on colours now? You don’t even own it yet,” Hermione pointed out.

“Says the girl who has mapped out her future already,” George teased.

“I have not! I’m just thinking ahead. Plus there is no way of mapping out your future anything can happen in the time between now and then.

“True... then we're just thinking ahead too," George told her with his usual grin.

Alright so go ahead and tell me what you thought... please I want to know! I love reviews so please make an innocent girl happy today!

As always thanks to all my readers because I'd be no where with the story if it wasn't for you! You inspire me to write more!

Jenna :) 

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