So I am going a completely different route with this AU. Hermione is a complete nerd. Plenty of nerdy references to come... many differences of opinions and tons of fun! I hope you enjoy!

xoxoxo

The young woman was sitting in the internet café the twins had been renovating to be larger. It was the ultimate gaming lounge with table tops, models and cards along with a numerous number of computers. She was reading up on current events on one of the nearby computers when Fred came over with a lopsided grin.

"Are you going to come play tabletop with us tonight, Hermione?" He questioned and the young woman grinned and took the fresh coffee from him.

"Did you need a healer again? That desperate for help?" She asked and George nodded behind the counter.

"Ron is a horrible healer. It is so much more entertaining with your busty elf," George hollered and Hermione giggled.

Fred frowned and glanced down at the buzzing phone in his pocket. "Oh, we may have to hold off on this stage. Guess who will be home tonight?" Fred spoke to his brother who was reading the group text as well.

"I wonder what is bringing him home this time," George murmured and Hermione tilted her head.

"Is it your brother? Herpetology couldn't possibly be a great occupation," the woman mused and turned back to the computer and sipped her coffee.

"And working for a weird company is better?" Fred snickered and walked back to the counter.

"I worked very hard to get where I am, Feorge," Hermione snickered and crossed her legs.

"An in the closet nerd who works at a lame company... Hermione Granger, you are appalling but very cute," George remarked and the woman waved him off. "Fred, you still haven't uncreased her panties? They are so far up her-" he couldn't finish because Fred elbowed him.

"I told Ron years ago and I will tell you both this; I am not sleeping with a Weasley. They only bring trouble." She retorted and stood up. "I have to get back to work. Email me the new stage set up so I can prepare for our next game day?" She asked hopefully and the twins nodded. "Oh, remind Harry not to play that god-awful gnome. He got us killed last time."

Hermione moved to leave the café and blew them both a kiss before exiting. "What I wouldn't give to shag that woman roughly, tied to my bed," Fred grumbled and rubbed his face and George laughed.

"I thought you were dating that one chick from school, brother," George started and Fred sighed with a nod.

"But no one is quite like Hermione Granger... especially when she talks nerdy," Fred grumbled and George shoved him.

"You are an idiot to keep inviting her over if she is going to make you act like a fuck," George growled and cleaned the counter off.

Fred frowned and rubbed his face. "She started playing that online game with us. From then on and I cannot quite get her out of my head. Feisty little witch," He mumbled and George rolled his eyes.

"She sees us as brothers, Fred. Give it up," his twin growled and threw a rag at him. "Clean up the computers, school is almost out and we are going to have the kids in here soon."

Fred started to clean up the small mess Hermione left and frowned as he looked at what she had pulled up on the screen. Silly woman... always more interested in games...

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Hermione received the text message for a dinner invitation later in the day and silently groaned. She could handle the Weasleys in doses, but she supposed there was something going on. She used to pop in once and a while for dinners and holidays, but ever since Ron's new girlfriend made it clear she wasn't needed, Hermione found excuses to avoid going. It wasn't that she would listen to such a stiff woman... she just did not want to deal with the chaos anymore.

"Granger, did you finally decide to do some work?" Malfoy growled and Hermione fought back a cringe.

"You realize, Malfoy, you are not my boss?" Hermione responded as she straightened her shirt and stood up from her desk.

The blond grinned and winked, "Not yet, Granger. Now, where are those reports? Kingsley said it was important to finish them today."

Hermione pointed to the desk and nodded as she put on her coat, "I already had them finished. I am headed out for the day. You can take them if you like." She spat and Draco raised an eyebrow at her.

"A hot date? Another computer dating guy?" He pried and Hermione waved him off.

"That guy was a wanker, I am off men for a while. Marauder's Mayhem was released. May I remind you that it is our new expansion so I am too busy with that to date." Hermione murmured and Draco bellowed out a loud stream of laughter.

"A computer game is more important than shagging? Just because you work for the company doesn't mean you need to play the games..." He trailed off and Hermione grinned at him.

"Should I be out saving the world then? No, it is by far more entertaining to fight trolls than to deal with perverts, Draco Malfoy."

Hermione walked by him and he snickered, "I can fix your lack of company if you like, Granger."

The woman hid the tint of her cheeks and shook her head, "Not on my life, Draco. You were a selfish bastard in school and could only assume you would be in the bedroom as well..." With that, she left the Malfoy seething in her office.

Hermione! This game is ridiculous! Have you seen the stats in the expansion! Ginny texted her and Hermione grinned.

I know, I wrote them remember? I am quite proud of my work as you know. I suppose my name at the end of the game will be forgotten in the credits, but I wrote the expansion myself.Hermione replied as she got in her car.

Jeez. Mione, do you really have to get my wife into EVERY game you help write? Harry was sour in their group message and Hermione secretly enjoyed the argument every time.

Of course, Harry. Did you like what I named the new expansion? I thought Sirius and Remus would love it. Hermione was texting before she got ready to leave for Molly and Arthur's house.

… it is very nice. I do miss them still. Harry texted.

I don't know about you guys but I think we should totally have a gaming night this weekend. My brothers were telling me that Mione said she would. Ron entered the conversation.

Yep! Mione said she would molest my half-elf with her busty one. Fred teased and Hermione rolled her eyes.

In your dreams, Feorge. Hermione replied and sighed. I am getting on the road. I will see you all shortly.

She put her phone down and started her twenty-minute drive to the Burrow. The woman was thinking back about how she ended up in the field she works in. She had so much drive to change the world and realized... it was depleting everything about her. Luna actually suggested for her to try a graphics class with her and Hermione fell in love with the compelling stories told by video games... you can be your own hero.

It wasn't that she didn't want to save the world or fight injustice. It was more than that. She found a world much different than the bland one she lived in. Maybe it was the concept that said games helped her out of her depression when Viktor broke it off with her. Or even that she found solace in no matter what mission they went on... there was a goal.

Her phone rang and she answered it over her Bluetooth, "Granger speaking." She announced.

"Greetings, it's Shacklebolt. Good reports, Granger. I wanted to tell you that you should take next two weeks off now that the launch finished. Paid of course, but you haven't asked for a day off in two years. The game isn't going anywhere."

Hermione grimaced and bit her lip before answering, "you aren't mad at me, are you?"

He laughed loudly and sighed, "No, Hermione. You are amazing, but our next project won't start for another month and you are going to put in an excessive number of hours then. I cannot have you getting burnt out."

"Alright... well, then I will take the two weeks off. It might be good. Maybe I will go on vacation."

"Good show. Have fun and try not to get too much sun. I will email you details on our next project."

"Okay, Kingsley, have a good weekend." Hermione murmured as she pulled off the highway.

"Very well, I will see you later." The phone clicked and the call ended.

Hermione shook her head as she pulled into the driveway of the Burrow... a giant run-down country house. "Well, what to do with two weeks off..." She grumbled and shook her head.

The woman got out of her car and went to her trunk. She knew Molly would give her a hard time if she showed up in her suit so she always came prepared. Glancing around she made sure no one was watching and started to strip her coat and blouse. Hermione was just pulling on her t-shirt with the logo of her gaming company when a throat cleared.

"I did not realize that this was a dressing room." A gruff voice growled.

Hermione glanced behind her and was staring at a bulky man with red hair. "You must be a Weasley..." She grumbled and folded her arms. "Your mother would scream and shout at me if I showed up in work clothes. Now if you don't mind... I have to finish getting comfortable." She spat and the man grinned.

"By all means, it has been awhile since I have had a good striptease." He retorted and she glared.

"Charlie Weasley I presume..." She trailed off and turned back to her opened trunk.

She ignored the man approaching her and kicked off her heels. Bending over to throw on her jeans, he smirked at her as she slid them up her legs and pulled off the professional skirt. The woman buttoned her jeans as he hobbled over and bent over to help her place her heels back on. "You must be Hermione. I have heard awful things about you too." He teased and she blushed brightly.

"Absolutely barbaric," she spat and pivoted on the driveway before walking away from him.

He closed her trunk and stifled a laugh, "Thank you!" He shouted and she waved him off as she entered the Burrow.