When she first opened her eyes, Hermoine didn't regognize the celing. Her first thought was Oh my gosh! I've been kidnapped! She sat bolt upright in panic, and as she did, there came a loud explosion from somewhere below the floor of the room she was in. Hermione's eyes went wide and she drew her wand. A woman's angry voice came from somewhere lower than the explosion.

"Fred! George! What have I told you about setting off fireworks in the house?"

"Sorry, Mum," answered two male voices in unison.

Suddenly, Hermione remembered where she was. She was at the Burrow, the home of the Weasley family. She came here to spend the last few days of summer vacation with Ginny. She sighed and looked around the bedroom she was in. Ginny had plastered her walls with posters of random wizarding bands and Quidditch teams. Hermione looked over to Ginny's empty bed and saw that the other girl must have already gotten dressed and gone downstairs. So glad she decided to wake me up.. Oh well. Might as well get dressed and go get some breakfast before we leave. Hermione quickly dressed into jeans and a Weird Sisters tee shirt, brushed her bushy hair, grabbed her school supply list, and decended the few flights of stairs to the ground floor of the Burrow.

When she walked into the dining room, Mrs. Weasley was busy magicking the food to cook itself and trying to keep her children in line. Fred and George were sitting side by side and were giggling at each other's messed up hair and blackened faces. Percy was eating oatmeal with his face in a document from the ministry, pushing up his horn-rimmed glasses. Ginny was watching her brothers with amusement all over her face. Ron seemed to be in deep conversation with his father about muggle spark plugs. Mr. Weasley seemed to think that spark plugs had something to do with rubber ducks, and Ron of course had no idea what they were for, so Hermoine went over to clear things up for them.

"Cars?" exclaimed Mr. Weasley after Hermione had listed all the uses of spark plugs. "You're trying to tell me that there are spark plugs in cars? Not a chance!"

Hermoine rolled her eyes and went along with it.

"Hey, Dad?" said Ron. "Don't you have to be at work?"

Mr. Weasley checked his watch and cried out, "Oh! Yes! I do! Thanks Ron!" Ron waved to his father as the red-haired man ran out the door, then turned to Hermione.

"Sleep well, then?" he said, grinning.

"Oh, yes. Because Ginny was so kind and let me sleep late," said Hermione, with a sideways glance at the redheaded girl. Ginny blushed and turned back to her eggs. Hermoine spoke again, "Is Harry coming to the Burrow today?"

"Yeah. We're going to pick him up before whe go to Diagon Alley."

"Brilliant!" said Ginny suddenly. "I've been meaning to speak to him for a while now.."

Ron got a strange look on his face and turned away from the girls. Hermione just rolled her eyes and began to eat her breakfast.

[this is my first fanfic! i hope u like it! More chapters to come! i promise! REVIEW!