Chapter 1 – Someone like you.

I heard that you're settled down
That you found a girl and you're married now.
I heard that your dreams came true.
Guess she gave you things I didn't give to you.

~WWW~

Ginny and I were sitting in a café and chatting. We hadn't seen each other in a long while; mostly because I ran off 2 years ago when Fred Weasley and I broke our engagement off.

"Tell me what's happening at the Burrow, Ginny." I said.

"Well, I guess there's not much to know at the moment. Harry and I moved out right after…" she paused and turned slightly read "…you left." she finished. "Ron actually lives with mom and dad at the moment, he got kicked out of his job; they needed less people."

"So he just lies around and does nothing?"

"Basically. He's sad you know. He really loved his work. I guess a visit from you would make him a tad happier though." Ginny said with a smirk on her face.

"I'm… I would like to meet Ronald, but there's so much with the Burrow that reminds me of…" I broke of and sighed. "…him." I didn't mean Ron as 'him', but Ginny knew who I was referring to. She nodded and sighed as well.

"Do you want to know about the rest?" I nodded in response and braced myself.

"Percy is living his dream and I'm not surprised if he would be elected as Minister of Magic in the next selection."

"That's so great! I knew he would do it!"

"Yeah, me too." Ginny smiled. "George has taken over the twins' flat over their shop. He's still dating Angelina, but they are not engaged." I held my breath for what was coming. "Fred… Erhm. Fred moved out of the flat a year ago, he met… he met a witch. They met shortly after you left. She's quite sweet. Not as you in any sense of way. She's not from here actually. But they're engaged, and about to get married soon." Ginny looked at me and tried to read my face. I was blank inside and out.

"Married?" I breathed out and Ginny nodded in response.

"I'm so sorry 'Mione. I don't even know what happened with you two but suddenly you were leaving. He needed someone else."

I needed him. I thought but only nodded and tried to smile. I didn't even convince my cheeks.

~WWW~

I was sitting in my rent hotel room and reading a book when an owl tapped on my window. I hadn't lived in an apartment in 2 years. I was getting all too familiar with the basics of a hotel room. I opened the window and let the bird in, it hooed and I unwrapped the paper from its wrist. I thanked it, gave it some candy and it flew away before I had read the note. Now I can't send an answer. I thought and sighed, some owls are too eager to get home. I opened the letter and found this:

Dearest Hermione!

I am so pleased to know about your arrival back in England. I hope you are well. I am cooking a delicious meal and you have to come and share it with us. We want to know everything about your trip. I made the owl fly away in a hurry just so you could not write a reply and say no. Be here at seven.

With love, yours Mrs. Weasley!

Bullocks! I thought. I had to go. I had no excuse to say no, and I had no own owl to reply. I had to go. I just had to hope for the dinner to be only a few Weasleys. I began to search my packed bag for a nice dress to wear. I had been to Italy the past few months and had eaten a lot of food and I had gained some weight. I tried on a dress but my breasts felt a bit tight in the dress. I had gained a bit more curves as well. It was like my breasts had increased in size among the body. Is that even possible?

~WWW~

I put on some lip gloss, tied my hair into a high ponytail and took a look at myself in the mirror. I didn't look as plain as usual. That was a good sign. Maybe the trip had made some difference in my life. I took a deep breath and apparated myself outside of the Burrow. It was quite chilly out and I looked through one window and saw the fireplace being set up by Mr. Weasley. It was a really trigging idea to enter. I took another deep breath and smoke whirled away from my mouth. I knocked on the door and I heard a silence fell over the nearest room, a loud noise and then the door opened with Mrs. Weasley's biggest smile on her face.

"Hermione! Honey! I am so pleased to see you, come in come in!"

"Oh, thank you Mrs. Weasley. Nice to be back too." I entered the room and was taken aback from what it hadn't changed. The smell was the same as well. It felt strange and a knot was tied in my stomach. I heard Mrs. Weasley's voice from a distance when she reentered the kitchen. I walked around the empty living room and stopped my pace when I came to the bookshelf. There were a lot of pictures in it. Harry and Ginny from their engagement-party, Percy with his degree, Ron with his ex-girlfriend, Charlie with one of his dragons, the Twins when they opened the shop… and there it was. Fred's and my toast when we had our engagement-party. We looked so happy, so in love. I felt my eyes fill with water and quickly took a few steps back. I landed in someone's chest.

"Oi!"

"Ronald!"

"Hermione, wow." He said when he saw my face, and then uttered "woow" when he checked me out. "You look so good! Where have you been at?"

"Italy. Pasta. Totally does the magic."

"You look great honey." He kissed my cheek and smiled at me. He took my hand and twirled me around. He had become so much more confident over the 2 years. "I've missed you."

"I've missed you too, Ronald. Especially you; our late night talks and what else." I smiled and sighed at the memories.
"I wouldn't mind you sleeping with me tonight." He said with a wink. But we both knew what he meant: we had shared beds for months after the war. Just talking and creating a thick bond to each other. Harry had joined us the first month, but after that he took the fullest responsibility with Tonk's and Remus' son together with Ginny. As on cue, Harry entered the living room. He's face became a sun when he saw me. He breathed a short "Hermione" before he embraced me with his fullest strength. He gave me a sloppy kiss on the forehead.

"I've missed you so much. You know you shouldn't do things like that to us."

"I'm sorry" I whispered and Ron joined our embrace.