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Being Violet Granger's sister

Hermione first point of view:

I heard my mother giggle like a little schoolgirl. Oh for heaven's sake mum. Just yesterday you were in court facing a madman killer with steel nerves and just because someone is at the door you giggle like a schoolgirl. I stood at top of the stairs holding my breath and straining my ears to hear who was at the door. Did I really want to do this? I mean I could be a brat and lock myself inside my room while blasting some music that's mad at my parents on my stereo or something. It's so typical. I have to be sixteen when my mum finds a keeper. It's typical really. She has deprived me from my brat rights and the right to act stupid against him. I mean no self respecting sixteen year old would act like a brat. Well at least not a Granger and especially not me. I grudgingly went down the stairs making sure to make a bit of extra noise.

I was standing on the last step when I heard my mum and dad laugh at something the stranger said. If I go down this step I have to see my mum happy. I have to see my mum happy with someone else then my dad. Not your average happy kind. The kind of happiness only love can give you. Shouldn't I be happy about the fact that she's happy? Even though I don't want to? That was it. I was just about to run back up and pretend I was sleeping when my mum left the entrance hall with a man in tow.

"Hermione darling, I'd like you to meet James Potter my boyfriend." I stared at the both of them. My eyes looked at her sincerely smiling face down to her hand that was entwined with his then his body up to his face. I blinked. Then I blinked again. This is James? James Potter? This is the James Potter who managed to tame the royal tease?

"Nice to meet you eh… I'm Hermione" What was I supposed to say? Was I even allowed to call him James? Was I supposed to say Sir or Mr. Potter? I shook his hand as politely as I could. I mean my mum has never brought any of her boyfriends or dates home. That used to be a no no. If you're wondering then no I still haven't gotten over my shock. My mother looked up at him and smiled. Her eyes were sparkling in a sparkly kind of way. For heaven's sake mother he's young! What I saw was someone who looked to be in his early thirties or late twenties. Later on I found out he's actually 33. My mother is 42! Oh my god what kind of dysfunctional pairing is this?

James was, I don't know. He had an uncanny resemblance to Tom Cruise. The way he carried himself made him hotter then Tom Cruise would ever be and James was young. Older then me yes but compared to my mum he's a baby! Dam it I was not going to think he was sexy. No, euw that's disgusting. "I'm James, the evil dude who is dating your mother." He grinned as the adults around me laughed. Okay so maybe he wasn't as bad as I thought. Still a stupid joke which wasn't even funny is not going to make me like you. Not your hot looks or your flashy white teeth either. Which reminds me note to self use sunglasses whenever Tom Cruise look alike here is going to smile. "Darling, James' son doesn't have the address. Do you mind waiting outside for him?" I raised my eyebrows. "What? I'll have you know it's bloody minus degrees out there!" I said in an angry tone. "Liz really she has a point." Excuse me James whoever you are. I don't need you defending me. I turned to look at dad who was standing next to mum. "James it's no problem. Hermione will grab her jacket won't she?" I almost stuttered in disbelief as dad gave me the do as you're told look. Isn't this great? We've got Tom Cruise here joining us for dinner and Tom Cruise junior is also joining us. The idiot hasn't arrived yet and still he has managed to make my life more stupid. It was and all snowy outside. I was about to protest again when Matthew walked in.

"Where have you been hiding him Lizzy? Hi I'm Matthew Granger. You don't happen to have a gay twin brother do you?" James laughed shaking Uncle Matt's hand. "No. If Liz here decides to dump me I'll give you a call." That stupid son of a bit… Wait a minute. Did James actually? I mean… Not that many guys have accepted the fact that Matty's gay. Usually they get disgusted or try to keep as much distance as possible. How stupid is that? I mean as if gay people would jump every guy they see. Aright even if you like gay people I'm still not going to like you.

"C'mon sister dear. We'll join you outside." Violet handed me my jacket while I was still talking to myself. Oh joy the three stupiteers are going to join me. "Uh Vi as fun as family bonding is I'd rather wait inside where it's warm." Yes I get to freeze without Gwen. A Christmas miracle early. Freezing I can stand. Gwen? Not so sure about that. Combine the two you'll get one very mean pissed off Granger.

"Like no offence Hermione but I like to stay warm. Besides I get these horrible split ends and all that. Well you two have fun and remember no freezing temperature can melt the smiles." My cousin Annie said cheerfully smiling. She has these two utterly cute dimples whenever she smiles or laughs. Why thank you Ann. Keeping my smile won't be a problem. The cold will probably freeze my face that way.

When I stepped outside it felt like someone had thrown cold water all over my body. You're probably shocked that sister dear joined me. Let's not forget to mention its friggin' cold outside. You see Violet and I are well sisters. We're bounded to hate each other until we've grown up. We're bounded to be mean and opposite and to make stains on each others clothes by accident when we barrow them without asking. We're also bounded by a simple rule. A rule which all sisters follow. We stick together no matter what. "Well at least he's not wrinkly." She said after a silent minute had passed. I laughed as Violet hugged me. She placed her head on my shoulder. Before I knew it she was sobbing. Oh god why me?

"Violet please, please don't cry. Mum is happy you know. Dad seems to be fine too. I mean how many can say their mothers boyfriends are a hotter version of Tom Cruise?" I tried to comfort her while hugging her. Funny isn't it? I was ready to attack this James dude. I was ready to twist every little detail about him into the worst. Hell I was ready to be a nasty bitch against him even though I'm a Granger. Now I was defending him. It's ironic really. "Like you said he's not wrinkly." She giggled. It was pretty dark outside. We were both shivering from the cold. Aright so I know I tend to put Violet in a big dark light. She does that to me too. But I guess beneath all the bickering, fighting and the where is my mascara stuff we're still sisters.

Just because we were having a Hallmark moment didn't mean we'd be the best of friends. We haven't reached forty yet. "Kermit you should really fix your hair." Actually to be honest I was quite relieved when she said that and let go of me. Yay Hallmark moment is over. Okay Hallmark may be cute and all. Still people especially teens hate that channel. We loath the fake pretends and happy endings. We simply are disgusted when almost every person finds true love in every damn movie. Hallmark just doesn't work for our angsty lives. Right now I'd love to see a movie with an imperfect girl. Mhm and said and said imperfect girl would have an impossible crush in the movie. She will not get together with the crush and live happily ever after. She will be doomed to make an idiot out of herself. She will not experience the period as something wonderful. No, the period is going to be something evil and horrible. For god's sake who makes these kinds of movies? Typical men. I would love to see a guy with the period. Oh and the constant worry of your body parts and the constant fear of your makeup. For god's sake I would like to see a man try to walk in high heels and a miniskirt when it's really windy. Let's throw in a bra and size XS clothes shall we?

I was jerked out of my thoughts when I heard this engine noise. Not the kind of broom broom you hear from your grandfather's ugly old car. But you know the kind of heavy hot vroom vroom you hear from sexy cars and bikes. Don't ask me how an engine can sound hot. I should stop spending time with my uncles and dad when they have "male bonding" time. Oh god I'm even imagining that Britney Spears toxic song. You know the part where she goes With the taste of your lips I'm on a ride, you're toxic I'm slipping under and so on and so on.

Why am I hearing this song? Especially that song? Not that I go around playing songs in my head. I'm not a record player. You know when an irritating song just pops in your head? Yeah well this is that kind of thing. If uncle Matt gets a hold of this he'll annoy me until the day he dies. Okay so I don't hate Britney Spears entirely. I just… I just don't like her that much. Her lyrics annoy me to death. I've complained over and over again until Matt's ears started to bleed. Okay his ears didn't really bleed. He just mysteriously disappeared when he supposedly was going to go get a drink. Let me just recap shall we?

I saw this light at the end of the street. You know kind of like in a tunnel. Then it the light I mean just came closer and closer. The sound increased too. "Oh my god!" I heard Violet say or rather in a high pitched voice when a motorcycle appeared. It was heading straight for us. We just stood there frozen. The bike was fast. I thought it was going to run Violet over. Oh shit I shouldn't have wished her dead by Monday. Oh man. I'm going to have to make a speech at her funeral. Knowing me I'll blurt out the whole thing. I'll probably go sorry all you Violet fans. I killed her, I'm not innocent. Take me away officer. I wished her dead. A crazy psycho on a motorcycle ran her down. All of this just happened during seconds. Then I heard this violet screeching sound. The bike came to a halt. Violet had her eyes closed as if waiting to be hit. She opened her eyes to see the bike right in front of her just a few inches from where she stood. I could hear the person on the bike breathe. What happened next was pretty funny. My sister fainted. Seriously you'd think this only happened in movies. She just kind of fell backwards.

I couldn't help myself. I had to. I started to laugh like a maniac. "Don't just sit there. You're the one who owns the bike. You almost killed her. I can't carry her by myself." The person on the bike got off the well obviously the bike. He helped me pick Violet up. Damn I know she's not fat but seriously. She's too damn heavy. "Gee sis ever heard of slim fast?" Almost instantly her eyes fluttered open making us drop her into the snow. "I am not fat. Do I look fat to you? It must be the dress right?" Uh I wasn't expecting her to freak out on me. She should be yelling at her almost killer. Why am I always on the receiving end of her rants? The guy on the bike handed me a piece of paper. I looked at it. Surprise, surprise our address was scribbled on it. "Potter right? You've come to the right insane asylum." I could almost imagine him raising his eyebrows while the toxic song was playing in my head. This really wasn't possible because of the black helmet thingy. Finally he took it off while I'm think-singing don't you know that you're toxic.

To my shock James Potter's son was not a Tom Cruise impostor. No sir, James Potter's son would have kicked Tom Cruise off the hotty list without effort. Hey he could kick every guy off the hotty list without even lifting a finger. When I say the hotty list I mean all those stupid lists you find in every girl magazine. You know when they enlist sexy famous people to see who's more pretty or sexy? I guess those kinds of lists are good publicity for the stars. A guy like you should wear a warning, It's dangerous I'm fallin', no no and no. Stop the Britney Spears think-singing already!

Uh oh, stop it girl. I am not going to torture myself with that stupid song because of him. I could have caught a cold. I could have gotten some serious illness because of ugh whatever his name was. He was probably named with a mockable name like Hugo, Hubert or Harold. One thing I agree with that annoying song, he should have come with a warning…

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Review replies: Thanks guys it's really appreciated. Not sure if I'm going to keep magic and if I don't you don't have to worry. I'm considering making another version when I'm done with this. Anyway many things might be similar other small or bigger details will probably make you old readers go huh? Anyway love ya all and I'll try to update soon. Remember I'm going to type up two versions so don't stress about it.