Hermione Granger Oneshots

the burrow

Third person point of view.

"Ron!" breathed Y/N, creeping to the window and pushing it up so they could talk through the bars. "Ron, how did you - What the-?"

Y/N's mouth fell open as the full impact of what he was seeing hit him. Ron was leaning out of the back window of an old turquoise car, which was parked in midair. Grinning at Y/N and Harry's from the front seats were Fred and George, Ron's elder twin brothers.

"All right, Y/N, Harry?" asked George.

"What's been going on?" said Ron. "Why haven't you been answering my letters? I've asked you two stay about twelve times, and then Dad came home and said you have got an official warning for using magic in front of Muggles -"

"It wasn't us and how did he know?"

"He works for the Ministry," said Ron. "You know we're not supposed to do spells outside school -"

"You should talk," said Y/N, staring at the floating car.

"Oh, this doesn't count," said Ron. "We're only borrowing this. It's Dad's, we didn't enchant it. But doing magic in front of those Muggles you live with -"

Y/N looked at it"I told you, we didn't- but it'll take too long to explain now look, can you tell them at Hogwarts that the Dursleys have locked us up and won't let us come back, and obviously we can't magic ourselves out, because the Ministry'll think that's the second spell I've done in three days, so-"

"Stop gibbering," said Ron. "We've come to take you home with us."

"But you can't magic me out either"

"We don't need to," said Ron, jerking his head toward the front seat and grinning. "you forgot who I've got with me."

"Tie that around the bars," said Fred, throwing the end of a rope to Y/N and then Harry's.

"If the Dursleys wake up, we're dead," said Harry as he tied the rope tightly around a bar and Fred revved up the car.

"Don't worry," said Fred, "and stand back."

Y/N moved back into the shadows next to Hedwig, who seemed to have realized how important this was and kept still and silent. The car revved louder and louder and suddenly, with a crunching noise, the bars were pulled clean out of the window as Fred drove straight up in the air. Y/N ran back to the window to see the bars dangling a few feet above the
ground. Panting, Ron hoisted them up into the car. Harry and Y/N listened anxiously, but there was no sound from the Dursleys' bedroom.

When the bars were safely in the back seat with Ron, Fred reversed as close as possible to Y/N's and Harry's window.

"Get in," Ron said.

"But all of our Hogwarts stuff - their wands - their broomstick-"

"Where is it?"

"Locked in the cupboard under the stairs, and I can't get out of this room" said Harry.

"No problem," said George from the front passenger seat. "Out of the way, Y/N."

Fred and George climbed catlike through the window into Harry's and Y/N's room. You had to hand it to them, thought Y/N, as George took an ordinary hairpin from his pocket and started to pick the lock.

"A lot of wizards think it's a waste of time, knowing this sort of Muggle trick," said Fred, "but we feel they're skills worth learning, even if they are a bit slow."

There was a small click and the door swung open.

"So we'll get your trunk-you grab anything you need from your room and hand it out to Ron," whispered George.