There lying on her bed was some letters the girl had received over the
summer. She looked from the small handwriting, and the big messy letters,
both hand writing belonging to her two very best friends. She left the
letters there, collecting dust, is what her mom said when she peered in the
door way.
"Dear please remember to put those away." Fiona Granger commanded her now16- year-old daughter. She gazed at her baby girl, all grown up with her straight brown hair, and brown eyes. She thought to herself, 'She was lucky to get my eyes, but she should really be happy for getting her fathers nose.' She laughed to her self, getting her daughters attention. "How many more days till you leave."
"Twenty mom." Hermione replied to her mum. "And I cant wait I haven't seen Harry and Ron in such a long time."
"Well its natural to miss your friends dear." Fiona said laughing. "Why don't you just invite them over for the remainder of the summer?" Her daughters eyes looking brightly up at hers.
"Do you mean it?" Hermione asked getting excited.
"Of course, but let me ask your father, but im sure he will be no trouble." Mrs. Granger said taking her daughters laundry hamper and walked down to the laundry room through the contents into the machine and turned the dial, soon a soft humming started and she exited the room. There across the hall was the office. She didn't knock, she hated shut doors in the house, but Fiona had to live with that others needed privacy. She opened the door, and found her husband on the phone. She flashed him the look of needing to talk.
"Uh sorry Rich, I have to call you back, Fi has the look in her eyes again." He said then laughed. "Yeah I remember what tee time." She shut the door behind her and walked farther into the office. There were shelves of books, on dental care, and even molds of teeth some diagrams showing what plaque did, and some pictures of tribes in remote parts of the world the Grangers have gone to provide dental care too. Pictures of children hugging her, and old men and women smiling while holding tooth paste, did they expect them to use it, no but they could try. She gazed at a picture that reminded her when she and her husband were offered to go on such trips. It was just before August, they received this offer, and she almost turned them down because her first priority in life was Hermione, but when Hermione got her letter, they were able to go during school. "Ok see you tomorrow." He hung up the phone and leaned back in his chair. "What can I help you with darling?"
"Hermione is lonely." Mrs. Granger started.
"Is that so." Mr. Granger said stroking his imaginary goatee on his chin.
"Knock it off Jack." She said threatening him. "I said she could have her friends come over."
"Splendid." He said. "But what's wrong?"
"Why do you think something is wrong?" Fiona asked. "Ok well its just they are two boys."
"I don't know." He said.
"Dear they are just friends besides you are going away." She fought for her daughters happiness, and probably saneness.
"I thought we were." Jack said. "Make you a deal, they can come over if you still go away with me."
"But who will be here to supervise." She asked.
"They are 16 let them have fun, and you even said they were just friends." Jack said. "Now go tell her the good news."
'Fine." She said smiling knowing she won the argument. This is what she was hoping for the whole time. She climbed the steps. "Dear write your friends." She screamed with happiness.
"THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU." She said jumping up and down, grabbing the closest quill in sight. Hermione went frantically around the room pulling out parchment and ink. She wrote a quick invitation to Ron and Harry asking them to come over. She sent the owl and watched it fly off into the sky.
It was about two in the afternoon, when a tawny owl came flying down and landing on to a tree and watched a boy that was pushing an old fashion lawn mower the kind with no engine. He was muttering under his breath for the last hour and a half.
"Great work out, need the sun." the sweaty black headed boy said. "Good exercise, then why didn't they get porky to do it for them." Porky was a secret nickname he had for his cousin Dudley, the diet was taking some affect, but he was still beefy, or porky. He was now able to eat more then just rabbit food. He got the occasional sweet, but if he had it, he would have to go to the gym to work it off. Parents had gotten somewhat strict when one time their customers wife looked at Dudley and mistake him as a gorilla. Harry thought it was a funny sight seeing her try to feed him a banana. The owl had landed on a branch and hooted at him for a good ten minutes now, so it flew up high and next thing you know, you here a big splat on the window, the just washed windows. He stopped and glared at the bird. It flew down and Harry took the letter from it, then he pocketed it and returned with the last row of grass, after putting away the cutter, and washed the poop stained window. He grabbed a apple and ran up the stairs to his bedroom. After biting into his apple, he opened the letter to read it right as he saw the handwriting he knew it was from Hermione.
Hey Harry, Got some good news, you can come to my house for the remainder of the summer. Parents said it was great, in you last letter sounded like you were kind of bummed that Ron's parents were going to Romania, well come on over here, Ron is coming to I think. Just tell us when to come pick you up.
Love Hermione
He smiled, just like Hermione. He wrote her back saying tomorrow would be great. So watched Hedwig fly off into the sunset just in time to hear his named being screeched, to come down to dinner. He walked in no one looked at him, took his place and they all sat around and munched on their dinner with no talking going on between the family. He broke the unbearable silence.
"Im going tomorrow." He said. It caught there attention. "My friend is coming to pick me up."
"Not that ruddy weasey or watsy family." Uncle Vernon said as he looked over at the burden. "It cost a lot to fix that fence you know, and the window." He said. Harry recounted the memory the last time the Weasley family had come to get him. It was Bill, Charlie the twins and Ron and well they got in a fight and part of the house was blown away, not only did they put it back together they had to do some memory charms on the neighbors that saw. They got a mouthful when they arrived home. He laughed, but stifled it into a cough.
"No, it's my other friend Hermione Granger." Harry said. Dudley looked at him, as did the others in the family.
"Granger, as in James and Fiona Granger?" Petunia asked.
"Yeah." Harry said not really knowing but sure.
"You actually did something right boy." Vernon spat. "So you like the girl."
"What do you mean right?" Harry asked. "And why do you want to know?'
"Harry likes Hermione." Dudley said threatening his cousin. "Oh how cute, H&H."
"That will be enough Dudley, it happens that the Grangers are a very big customer of Grunings we make the dentist drills." Uncle Vernon said. "They are picking you up tomorrow."
"Yes?" Harry said.
"Petunia we have to get him decent clothes, the boy cant go looking like that." Vernon said always scared of what people would think of him. They left the food there, went to the nearest clothes store, and bought Harry new clothes. He was still very confused but went along with it. They got back late and left Harry to his own devices. He packed his clothes and Hogwarts stuffed, and when he got back there was the Hogwarts letter, and school list. The next day Harry got to sleep in, eat breakfast in bed and not do chores. Vernon carried his suitcases down for him. The doorbell rang and he opened to see a man, he was smiling.
"You must be Mr. Potter." Jack said smiling, he extended his hand and shook Harry's with a strong grip. "Im Jack Granger."
"Hello." Harry said shaking the mans hand.
"Vernon, how is life treating you?" Jack asked when he saw Vernon standing behind Harry.
"Pretty well." He said and shook the mans hand, "You have a long way to go so have a safe trip have a good vacation Harry."
"Thanks." Harry reacted, this was the first time he had ever said something civil to Harry in his life. They carried the bags out to the Sliver Four Runner.
"So Harry, Hermione told me to tell you that she would be waiting at home." He said relying the message to Harry. "Don't ask me why she didn't come."
"Its ok." Harry said laughing. He climbed in the passenger seat. "Um where are we going?"
"Oh heading off to pick up your friend Ron." Jack said. "Wont take to long." A few moments pause, "I hope." They sat in silence for a few moments. Harry watched the scenery, and then there was a phone ringing. Jack pushed the phone the talk button, and a voice came on the line that made Harry feel butterflies in his stomach. "Hello?"
"Dad where are you?" Hermione's voice came on to the phone.
"Just picked up Harry, and we are headed for Ron's." Jack replied.
"You don't need to Dad, he can flow here." She said you could tell the tone of irritation in her voice. "But that's not the reason im calling, I didn't know Sarah was getting married?"
"Oh yeah, must of slipped my mind." Jack said in a forgetful tone. "So?"
"She just called and informed me that my dress was ready." Hermione said the men in the car could tell she was getting impatient. "Do you know what she means dad?"
"Ah no sweetie can't say I do." Jack said he looked at Harry, giving him a look to help him out. Harry shrugged. He covered the speaker part barely. "Help me out Harry."
"No thank you sir, you got yourself in to this one." Harry said trying to whisper.
"GUYS!" She snapped. "The dress is for me to be in the wedding."
"Cool you get to be in a wedding." Jack said not getting the clue.
"Its in Edinburgh." Hermione said. Jack went silent. Harry looked then pointed at the car in front of the vehicle. Jack slammed on his brakes.
"I have to go Hermione, do you want us to get to the house alive?" He asked, not wanting to hear the answer.
"Well." She started but he hung up before they could hear her reply.
"I suddenly don't feel like going home now." Jack said as he pulled down a street to his right. "We will be there in a few minutes, and I have this feeling I will get yelled out from my wife and my daughter." Harry laughed and a few minutes later they pulled up in front of a nice house, it was clearly two stories
"Dear please remember to put those away." Fiona Granger commanded her now16- year-old daughter. She gazed at her baby girl, all grown up with her straight brown hair, and brown eyes. She thought to herself, 'She was lucky to get my eyes, but she should really be happy for getting her fathers nose.' She laughed to her self, getting her daughters attention. "How many more days till you leave."
"Twenty mom." Hermione replied to her mum. "And I cant wait I haven't seen Harry and Ron in such a long time."
"Well its natural to miss your friends dear." Fiona said laughing. "Why don't you just invite them over for the remainder of the summer?" Her daughters eyes looking brightly up at hers.
"Do you mean it?" Hermione asked getting excited.
"Of course, but let me ask your father, but im sure he will be no trouble." Mrs. Granger said taking her daughters laundry hamper and walked down to the laundry room through the contents into the machine and turned the dial, soon a soft humming started and she exited the room. There across the hall was the office. She didn't knock, she hated shut doors in the house, but Fiona had to live with that others needed privacy. She opened the door, and found her husband on the phone. She flashed him the look of needing to talk.
"Uh sorry Rich, I have to call you back, Fi has the look in her eyes again." He said then laughed. "Yeah I remember what tee time." She shut the door behind her and walked farther into the office. There were shelves of books, on dental care, and even molds of teeth some diagrams showing what plaque did, and some pictures of tribes in remote parts of the world the Grangers have gone to provide dental care too. Pictures of children hugging her, and old men and women smiling while holding tooth paste, did they expect them to use it, no but they could try. She gazed at a picture that reminded her when she and her husband were offered to go on such trips. It was just before August, they received this offer, and she almost turned them down because her first priority in life was Hermione, but when Hermione got her letter, they were able to go during school. "Ok see you tomorrow." He hung up the phone and leaned back in his chair. "What can I help you with darling?"
"Hermione is lonely." Mrs. Granger started.
"Is that so." Mr. Granger said stroking his imaginary goatee on his chin.
"Knock it off Jack." She said threatening him. "I said she could have her friends come over."
"Splendid." He said. "But what's wrong?"
"Why do you think something is wrong?" Fiona asked. "Ok well its just they are two boys."
"I don't know." He said.
"Dear they are just friends besides you are going away." She fought for her daughters happiness, and probably saneness.
"I thought we were." Jack said. "Make you a deal, they can come over if you still go away with me."
"But who will be here to supervise." She asked.
"They are 16 let them have fun, and you even said they were just friends." Jack said. "Now go tell her the good news."
'Fine." She said smiling knowing she won the argument. This is what she was hoping for the whole time. She climbed the steps. "Dear write your friends." She screamed with happiness.
"THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU." She said jumping up and down, grabbing the closest quill in sight. Hermione went frantically around the room pulling out parchment and ink. She wrote a quick invitation to Ron and Harry asking them to come over. She sent the owl and watched it fly off into the sky.
It was about two in the afternoon, when a tawny owl came flying down and landing on to a tree and watched a boy that was pushing an old fashion lawn mower the kind with no engine. He was muttering under his breath for the last hour and a half.
"Great work out, need the sun." the sweaty black headed boy said. "Good exercise, then why didn't they get porky to do it for them." Porky was a secret nickname he had for his cousin Dudley, the diet was taking some affect, but he was still beefy, or porky. He was now able to eat more then just rabbit food. He got the occasional sweet, but if he had it, he would have to go to the gym to work it off. Parents had gotten somewhat strict when one time their customers wife looked at Dudley and mistake him as a gorilla. Harry thought it was a funny sight seeing her try to feed him a banana. The owl had landed on a branch and hooted at him for a good ten minutes now, so it flew up high and next thing you know, you here a big splat on the window, the just washed windows. He stopped and glared at the bird. It flew down and Harry took the letter from it, then he pocketed it and returned with the last row of grass, after putting away the cutter, and washed the poop stained window. He grabbed a apple and ran up the stairs to his bedroom. After biting into his apple, he opened the letter to read it right as he saw the handwriting he knew it was from Hermione.
Hey Harry, Got some good news, you can come to my house for the remainder of the summer. Parents said it was great, in you last letter sounded like you were kind of bummed that Ron's parents were going to Romania, well come on over here, Ron is coming to I think. Just tell us when to come pick you up.
Love Hermione
He smiled, just like Hermione. He wrote her back saying tomorrow would be great. So watched Hedwig fly off into the sunset just in time to hear his named being screeched, to come down to dinner. He walked in no one looked at him, took his place and they all sat around and munched on their dinner with no talking going on between the family. He broke the unbearable silence.
"Im going tomorrow." He said. It caught there attention. "My friend is coming to pick me up."
"Not that ruddy weasey or watsy family." Uncle Vernon said as he looked over at the burden. "It cost a lot to fix that fence you know, and the window." He said. Harry recounted the memory the last time the Weasley family had come to get him. It was Bill, Charlie the twins and Ron and well they got in a fight and part of the house was blown away, not only did they put it back together they had to do some memory charms on the neighbors that saw. They got a mouthful when they arrived home. He laughed, but stifled it into a cough.
"No, it's my other friend Hermione Granger." Harry said. Dudley looked at him, as did the others in the family.
"Granger, as in James and Fiona Granger?" Petunia asked.
"Yeah." Harry said not really knowing but sure.
"You actually did something right boy." Vernon spat. "So you like the girl."
"What do you mean right?" Harry asked. "And why do you want to know?'
"Harry likes Hermione." Dudley said threatening his cousin. "Oh how cute, H&H."
"That will be enough Dudley, it happens that the Grangers are a very big customer of Grunings we make the dentist drills." Uncle Vernon said. "They are picking you up tomorrow."
"Yes?" Harry said.
"Petunia we have to get him decent clothes, the boy cant go looking like that." Vernon said always scared of what people would think of him. They left the food there, went to the nearest clothes store, and bought Harry new clothes. He was still very confused but went along with it. They got back late and left Harry to his own devices. He packed his clothes and Hogwarts stuffed, and when he got back there was the Hogwarts letter, and school list. The next day Harry got to sleep in, eat breakfast in bed and not do chores. Vernon carried his suitcases down for him. The doorbell rang and he opened to see a man, he was smiling.
"You must be Mr. Potter." Jack said smiling, he extended his hand and shook Harry's with a strong grip. "Im Jack Granger."
"Hello." Harry said shaking the mans hand.
"Vernon, how is life treating you?" Jack asked when he saw Vernon standing behind Harry.
"Pretty well." He said and shook the mans hand, "You have a long way to go so have a safe trip have a good vacation Harry."
"Thanks." Harry reacted, this was the first time he had ever said something civil to Harry in his life. They carried the bags out to the Sliver Four Runner.
"So Harry, Hermione told me to tell you that she would be waiting at home." He said relying the message to Harry. "Don't ask me why she didn't come."
"Its ok." Harry said laughing. He climbed in the passenger seat. "Um where are we going?"
"Oh heading off to pick up your friend Ron." Jack said. "Wont take to long." A few moments pause, "I hope." They sat in silence for a few moments. Harry watched the scenery, and then there was a phone ringing. Jack pushed the phone the talk button, and a voice came on the line that made Harry feel butterflies in his stomach. "Hello?"
"Dad where are you?" Hermione's voice came on to the phone.
"Just picked up Harry, and we are headed for Ron's." Jack replied.
"You don't need to Dad, he can flow here." She said you could tell the tone of irritation in her voice. "But that's not the reason im calling, I didn't know Sarah was getting married?"
"Oh yeah, must of slipped my mind." Jack said in a forgetful tone. "So?"
"She just called and informed me that my dress was ready." Hermione said the men in the car could tell she was getting impatient. "Do you know what she means dad?"
"Ah no sweetie can't say I do." Jack said he looked at Harry, giving him a look to help him out. Harry shrugged. He covered the speaker part barely. "Help me out Harry."
"No thank you sir, you got yourself in to this one." Harry said trying to whisper.
"GUYS!" She snapped. "The dress is for me to be in the wedding."
"Cool you get to be in a wedding." Jack said not getting the clue.
"Its in Edinburgh." Hermione said. Jack went silent. Harry looked then pointed at the car in front of the vehicle. Jack slammed on his brakes.
"I have to go Hermione, do you want us to get to the house alive?" He asked, not wanting to hear the answer.
"Well." She started but he hung up before they could hear her reply.
"I suddenly don't feel like going home now." Jack said as he pulled down a street to his right. "We will be there in a few minutes, and I have this feeling I will get yelled out from my wife and my daughter." Harry laughed and a few minutes later they pulled up in front of a nice house, it was clearly two stories