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The house was quiet. The Order had quickly dispersed once everyone had gathered at The Burrow following their mission, eager to curl up in their beds and be with their loved ones. There would be time to talk and mourn in the coming days before the wedding.
Hermione crept to the door of the bedroom in just her sleep shorts and camisole, thinking it unlikely that she would encounter anyone on her trip downstairs. She had just reached the landing when she remembered that George and Mrs. Weasley were sleeping in the living room where he had been laid on the sofa after returning. With a small sigh, she turned and headed back up the way she'd come. She was just passing the twins’ room when she noticed a dim light emanating from beneath their door. Curious, she veered off course and stood in front of the threshold.
She listened hard but it there was nothing to be heard. On impulse, she reached a hand up and very softly knocked, surprised when the door, which was apparently not fully shut, swung open part way to reveal Fred.