Summer At The Grangers

Summary:

Simply put: Harry spends the summer with the Grangers. And things start to happen that catches both of them off guard.

Disclaimer: 'Kay, as you know, I don't own HP characters. I own the plot though.. That's pretty much it.

Chapter One – The Year End Feast

The Great Hall was flooded with students having their last dinner before heading home. As usual the place was filled with excited chattering and noises of food being chewed. Harry sat beside Ron, looking around. Where was Hermione? He hadn't seen her come down. Sighing, he nudged Ron. Ron simply ignored him as he grabbed for a chicken leg and instantly shoved it in his mouth. Harry nudged him again, a little harder than the last. Ron, his mouth full, said something Harry didn't understand, thus causing Harry to nudge him again.

"Will you quit that? I'm trying to eat here," Ron looked annoyed. Harry rolled his eyes. Harry nudged him again just to annoy him. "Bugger off will you!"

"Where's Hermione," Harry asked ignoring Ron's statement. "I haven't seen her since our lesson."

"So? I'm busy, come back later." Ron replied. He glared at Neville who sat across him. Neville was reaching for the piece of chicken. Ron let out a low growl. Slowly, Neville drew back his hand as Ron's shot forward to seize the last remaining chicken leg.

"Do you think she's alright?" Harry asked worriedly.

"Wilf you shuf fup?" Ron said, his mouth full of food. Harry turned away, disgusted.

"You can be such a pig," Harry mumbled. Just then, Hermione came in. she took a seat beside Neville. Harry smiled and greeted her.

"Ron, if you don't slow down, you'll end up choking to death," Hermione shook her head as she reached for some bread. "Honestly."

Ron took a drink out of his cup. "Yeah, well I'm starved. So why don't you go on and leave me alone. Both of you."

Hermione rolled her eyes and turned to Harry who seemed to be staring at her. She blushed slightly. She didn't understand why but she'd been feeling different around him this year. His presence just simply caused her to be so clumsy. She had a clue of what was making her this way, but she was in denial. She really couldn't be falling for her best friend. He was like a brother to her.

"Alright Harry?" she asked.

"Erm, yeah," Harry looked away. "Where were you?"

"Oh, I was just putting my stuff away," she replied. She reached for some pudding. "Ron! Let go! It's—I got it first so let go!" she was struggling to pull out the cup of pudding from Ron's strong hands. He was glaring at her like she was a hunter off to take away his young. "Ron! Let go of the—Oh fine have it."

Harry found himself staring at Hermione again. He had found himself focusing on her lips. She seemed to be speaking but didn't hear a thing. Just then an owl flew down and dropped a letter onto her lap. She quickly opened it, and by the time she'd finished reading it, she was wearing a grin on her face.

"Harry! Harry!" she waved a hand in front of him to pull him out his reverie. Harry tried his best not to look embarrassed. She held up the letter, still grinning. "Mum says you guys can stay at my place over the summer!"

Ron actually stopped eating. "Oh, well I can't come. We're all going to Italy. Mum says she's never been before. Dad reckoned she'd like it there."

Hermione's grin softened. She looked at Harry. "How about you?"

Harry would have given anything to go spend the summer with her, but knowing his uncle, he'd probably refuse. "I don't know, I'd have to ask Uncle Vernon first," he sighed. "But that could takes days…"

"Don't worry, mum's already called them and asked. She says they seemed not very nice."

Harry was confused. "But… How'd they get my phone—"

"I asked you for it didn't I? We were in the common room remember? Well anyway, mum says it's all right. You're coming straight over. You don't have to go back this summer."

Harry liked the sound of that. He didn't have to see Dudley's ugly face, or Aunt Petunia's horse like teeth, and Uncle Vernon's pig like face. After a while the food began to clear away. Harry watched bewildered as Ron tried to shove everything he could into his mouth. He couldn't help but laugh, even Hermione joined in.

"No! I'm still hungry! I'm still hungry!" Ron whined. He looked about ready to cry. He sighed and stood up. Everyone was already filing out the door.

It wasn't until the train ride home that Harry began to feel nervous. He really didn't know Hermione's parents that well. What if he ended up making them think that he was some sort of oddball? What if he said something they didn't like? He had no idea how to react to them. Also, another frightening thought struck him. If he was spending the summer with Hermione, he was bound to be spending it reading and studying. Before he knew it, they were back at platform nine and three quarters.

"Well, I suppose I'll see you guys next year," Ron said as he bid them goodbye. "I'll write when we get there!"

Harry waved goodbye and soon all the Weasley's had gone. They stepped out from the barrier and sat on a bench. Hermione checked her watch and looked around.

"My parents are always a bit late," she said reassuringly. She saw the worried expression he was wearing. "Harry, are you alright?"

Harry smiled nervously. "Yeah, I'll be alright." But he knew that was lie. After a while, the Grangers had shown up and Harry was following them to their car. Then he remembered at he barely had enough clothes. "Um, Hermione," he said. "I haven't got any stuff with me."

"Don't worry Harry, we'll take care of it," she said. "Now come on." She took hishand and pulled him into the car. Harry shrugged and got in next to her. At least he didn't have to be around the Dursleys. That was the best thing of all.

Author's Note: Oooh another story from me lol sorry but I'm on a frenzy here. The stupid plot bunny will not leave me alone. Anywayz, I am aware that I've got another story going, but no worries, I'll get that finished. Promise. Oh and don't forget to review! Thanks!

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