Disclaimer: I don't really understand why people feel the need to say that they don't own this world of adventures that JK Rowling created from dust. Of course you don't. Who can be as much as a genius? So, for the sake of my sanity, that will be the only disclaimer for the entire story.

Plus, know that I learned english. Although I read my texts once or twice before publishing, the content might be filled with grammar mistakes of mispelled words. Tell me and I will edit it!

Dumbledore stood in the Weasley's kitchen, amused by the endless noise that held the house. Harry, Hermione and Ronald had just arrived from Hogwarts' graduation party, finishing and concluding their 7 years adventure in one of the best magical school of the world.

''Everybody in the kitchen, now!'' Yelled Molly Weasley, hands on her hips, and pointing the kitchen from where she was standing at the bottom of the stairs. Her voice travelled through the walls, up to the top of the house. The Goul in the attic walked heavily over Ron's room.

''Now, now, Molly,'' smiled Dumbledore over his half-moon spectacles, ''no need for such hurry.'' He joined his hands in front of him, balancing his weight from back to front on the tip of his toes.

Slowly, but surely, the sound of then heavy bodies moving around the house started to rumble down the stairs, which were creaking under their footsteps.

''Professor Dumbledore!'' Welcomed Harry, who was the first to descend.

It took another good fifteen minutes for everybody to be comfortably sat around the magically extended table, Mr and Mrs Weasley included. Dumbledore stood at the end, patiently waiting. Charlie, Bill and Fleur, were sat next to each other, after came Percy, Fred, George, Ginny, Harry, Ronald and last, Hermione. The bushy bookworm was already silent, her gaze trailing the people representing her second family. Each and every one of them had a particular meaning to her, and she was glad that after everything, they were all alive and well.

Finally, the parents managed to hush everybody. She crossed her arms over her chest, breathing heavily, her thoughts miles and miles away. She was feeling awful about this meeting, she had been dreading the day where everybody was to receiving a mission to conclude for the Order of the Phoenix.

What if she was separated from Harry and Ron? They would never last a day without her. And honestly, she didn't know if she could survive as much without them either.

They shall never know I just thought that, she thought to herself, making a grimace.

''Well, first of all,'' started Dumbledore softly, cutting her train of thoughts and shushing everybody at once, ''I would like to congrats our new fully-grown wizards and witch, '' he tilted his head in direction of the Golden Trio. Everybody smiled at them. Well, the twins winked at her, and smiled to the boys. ''Second of all, since you have all graduated, excluding Miss Weasley, '' Ginny's brows knitted of discontent, '' you all become part of the Order, if you still wish to, of course.''

Mrs Weasley tried to cut in, always so overprotective of her children, wanted to deny the fact that her son, and adopted children Harry and Hermione, wouldn't have to be a part of the Order to fight the good fights. Anticipating her retort, Dumbledore raised a hand, which kept Mrs Weasley silent.

''Wicked,'' whispered the twins in unison, glancing at their mom during the exchange. It didn't go unnoticed from their mom, who killed them once or twice with her fiery stare. They gulped and focused back on their ancient headmaster.

''I am here today as previously announced, to give you all a mission. Yet, we have had one weakness, and it is the fact that everybody knows everything. Therefore, I have made a change of tactic. You will be given your mission individually, not knowing what the others will be doing. Consequently, if one of us is captured, you will be deprived of any information that could put any of the other member in great danger,'' the ambiance filled with a thick tension. ''Know this,'' he raised one long finger to capture everybody's attention, '' on your path to success, you will cross death and pain. If you want to change your mind, your moment is now. It is not cowardice to be afraid, or to hide. It is, in fact very brave.'' He finished is long speech, making eye contact with each and every one of them.

Hermione took a deep breath, and stood.

''Count me in, Professor, ''she whispered, locking eyes with him. It took half a second, and all the people at table were standing, reflecting Hermione's gesture.

''Very well, '' he nodded. ''Molly, would it be a bother if I used the study room to meet each of them individually?''

''Oh please Albus, this is as much your home as it is mine,'' she answered waving off his question with one hand, as the other was resting on her hip. Mrs Weasley walked him up to the room, as everybody else sat in the living room, waiting for their name to be called as if it was an exam.

Hermione sat on the largest sofa, between the two twins.

Her palms were sweaty, and she kept looking at the ground, in hope the answers to her question was going to be written on the floor.

What was going to happen to everybody?

Dumbledore started by Ginny, which panicked Mrs Wealsey. But apparently, it took less than two minutes for Ginny to be smiling from ear to ear and for Mrs Weasley to be reassured.

It moved on the Bill and Fleur, Charlie and Percy, who seemed pleased as well. The only left were Ron, Harry, Fred, Georges and herself. Ron and Harry were called together, which left Hermione hanging by a thread. Why hasn't she been called with them too? Why was Dumbledore tearing their Trio apart? She was seeing red, and she balled her fists to try and calm herself.

She took one deep breath, when her named was called.

''Hermione and Fred, if you may please, '' Dumbledore's calm voiced echoed.

She might have felt bad to being separated from her two best friends, but she was sure Fred felt awful from being separated from his identical twin. Both twins looked at each other, suspicious. Then Fred turned to her, and smiled. Although it wasn't his usual I-can-light-a-city sort of smile, it was nonetheless encouraging.

She stood up and walked to the study room, followed closely by Fred. She sat, as her partner in crime closed the door and took a seat as well.

Dumbledore waited patiently, his finger intertwined before him, resting on the desk. For the first time since he had spoken earlier, Hermione notice how much he had aged in the previous year. All of his wrinkles seemed to have deepened, and his eyes were not as twinkling as they used to be. Still full of wisdom, patience and trust, but not as childish as before.

''Alike Harry and Ronald,'' he started,'' you will be paired. I had to separate you from your usual partners. Believe me, it is from the greater good. You will play a very important part in this war.''

Hermione felt her face redden at the thought that she might actually do something useful. Since she had obliviated her parents, she felt as if she had to pull up a fight for every day to be worth living. She looked at Fred, who, for once, did seem to be taking this very seriously.

''Miss Granger here being a muggleborn, and also one the Brightest witch of her age,'' her face got redder, if possible, '' will be the one to make contact with what could be the key to our success. And you, Fred, will be her protector.''

Fred thought it was ridiculous. First, Hermione didn't need protection. Second, Hermione didn't his need protection. If anything, she was going to protect him.

''Here's your mission: it has come to my attention that muggles do possess a lot of weapons, to which our community is not entirely immune. I wish for you, Miss Granger, to recruit Squibs who know how to use these weapons, and come and fight for us in times of needs.''

Squibs, she thought. Was Dumbledore being a genius or crazy?

Is there really a difference, when we're at war?

''Squibs,'' he pursued, '' alike elves, have been set aside for too long. Although they cannot use magic, they should be allowed to know about their history. They cannot go to classes such as Potions, Charms, Defense Against the Dark Arts or Divination. But they can have Herbology classes, Astrology, classes with Hagrid as well, and History. These do not require magic. Plus, Squibs could become a great help to our community, if chance given.''

''I understand that, Headmaster,'' cut softly Fred. Hermione jumped at the sound of his voice. She had almost forgotten his presence. ''But I do not understand why you had separated us, or why you need me to protect, as you called her yourself, the Brightest witch of her age?'' He questioned. Hermione was glad he did, because she didn't feel like arguing with Dumbledore at the moment. And really, who could blame her for that?

''Mister Weasley,'' smiled Dumbledore as if he was waiting for this moment to happen, ''despite the fact that you tried very hard to prove my staff that you were not good at magic, we all know that your pranks require a certain level of extraordinaire magic and dedicated work.''

Fred's ears got red when he heard the compliment. He tried his best not to grin at all the memories.

''I want you to limit the use of your wands, when you will meet the Squibs. They often feel neglected by our community, with every right to. They also feel threatened when magic is used, even for peaceful meetings,'' he precised. ''But you will be in great danger, and magic will be required. As well as wit, sharpness and constant vigilance. You see where I'm getting at, don't you, Mister Weasley?''

Although Fred comprehend instantly the Headmaster's words, Hermione only got lost in them. Hermione opened her mouth to ask her mentally noted list of question, but at that moment, Fawkes flew in by the open window and laid softly on Dumbledore's shoulder.

''I will owl you the details of your mission by Fawkes. He should not be intercepted. Tell Georges I'll do the same for him please.''

They exited without a word.

A/N: Hey guys! I am newly initiated to the wonderful world of Fremione fics, and I just had this idea. Please please please, I really need your feedback on that. What do you think about it ? Do you like the concept? Do you have tips & tricks on how to deal with the characters' behaviour? Please review, I would appreciate it very much!