A/N: Okay, I know, it's been like forever since I've updated. Don't worry, I haven't died horribly in car crash, or worse, forgotten about the story. Um, this is gonna be a two parter thing. I'm kinda struggling with the second half, so I'm posting the first half to get some good feedback and maybe some suggestions on how continue. So post those reviews. I'll take anything at this point. Enjoy!

"Hermione, do you think they'll like me?"

"Ron, I'm sure they'll love you."

"Really?"

"Yes."

"You're sure?"

"Yes Ron."

"Really?"

"Ronald, I swear-"

"Okay, okay." He smiled. They were driving to Hermione's parents house for dinner, and it was the first time Ron was going to meet Mr. and Mrs. Granger. Understandably, he was nervous. Meeting parents was always nerve wracking, but meeting the parents of the girl you've been friends with for several years, then started dating after a huge wizard war, then asked to marry you, well, it was lucky Hermione was driving, because he was having trouble trying to stop himself having a panic attack.

She turned the corner onto a cozy looking little street lined with small houses with lovely front porches adorned with flowers, white picket fences, trees in every front yard, and kids playing all around. The image was almost too perfect to exist in the world he knew. It just reminded him of how big the world was, and how, even though an event seemed so big, it really wasn't.

"You grew up here?"

"Yeah. They shoot for muggle greeting cards every once and a while here. It actually was fun, there were always kids to play with. Although, after I went to Hogwarts for the first year, they thought I was a bit weird"

"This makes where I live seem like The Forbidden Forest after Grawp's had a go at it."

"Oh Ron, I would rather have grown up there. Oh, here it is. Home sweet home." She pulled into the driveway of one of the light blue houses. It looked like there haden't been children here for years. There were no toys on the well kept lawn, and two rocking chairs and a small radio on the front porch.

"Ready?" Hermione asked.

Ron took in a deep breath. "As I'm gonna be."

Hermione smiled, they got out of the car, and they headed towards the door, Ron with Mr. Granger's favorite dessert in his hand.

RHRHRHRHRHRHRH

They knocked on the door and waited. Hermione had her left hand hidden in her right hand for the moment. She wanted it to be a surprise. After a second or two, they heard voices on the other side of the door, and then it opened.

"Hermione!"

"Mom! Daddy!" they hugged.

"Oh, and who's this strapping young man?"

"Mom, Daddy, this is Ronald Weasley. He's the boy I've been telling you about. I think you might've seen him and his family at King's Cross a coupler times?"

"Oh yes, all the red haired people. We had a lovely chat with your father once. So nice to finally meet you." Mrs. Granger hugged Ron, and Mr. Granger shook his hand.

"Well, come on in. Emelia's almost got dinner ready, and by the sounds of it, someone just scored a goal."

"Oh, is there a Quidditch match on?" Ron asked. Hermione's parents looked confused.

"Ron, they don't know Quidditch. Football, right dad?"

"Yes bunny. Manchester is winning. Come on, get out of the cold."

As Ron and Hermione followed Mr. and Mrs. Granger into the house, Ron whispered "Bunny?" and Hermione elbowed him in the stomach.

"Oh, Mrs. Granger-"

"Call me Emelia."

"Okay, Emelia, I've-" Hermione kicked his shin. "-We've brought dessert. Golden Rum Cake. I hear it's your favorite."

"Thank you hunny. Does it need to be heated?"

"Um-"

"10 minutes at 350°." Hermione answered for him, seeing as she made the cake.

"Great. Hermione, why don't you help me in the kitchen, and Ron, you can go into the family room and finish watching the game with Bill. I need to talk with my daughter about girl stuff, and you wouldn't like it anyways."

"Okay Emelia. Have fun girls."

Hermione waited until her mother turned around, the whispered, "Are you gonna be okay?"

Ron nodded and waved for her to follow her mother. On the outside he looked totally calm, something he had mastered since they had started dating, but on the inside he would gladly have faced about ten Death Eater's rather then be alone with his fiancé's father.

To Be Continued…

A/N: So, good, bad? Should I just give up and try the next chapter? I've got the recipe for that cake thing I mentioned:

Golden Rum Cake

INGREDIENTS

1 cup chopped walnuts

1 (18.25 ounce) package yellow cake mix

1 (3.4 ounce) package instant vanilla pudding mix

4 eggs

1/2 cup water

1/2 cup vegetable oil

1/2 cup dark rum

1/2 cup butter

1/4 cup water

1 cup white sugar

1/2 cup dark rum

DIRECTIONS

Preheat oven to 325 degrees F (165 degrees C). Grease and flour a 10 inch Bundt pan. Sprinkle chopped nuts evenly over the bottom of the pan.

In a large bowl, combine cake mix and pudding mix. Mix in the eggs, 1/2 cup water, oil and 1/2 cup rum. Blend well. Pour batter over chopped nuts in the pan.

Bake in the preheated oven for 60 minutes, or until a toothpick inserted into the cake comes out clean. Let sit for 10 minutes in the pan, then turn out onto serving plate. Brush glaze over top and sides. Allow cake to absorb glaze and repeat until all glaze is used.

To make the glaze: in a saucepan, combine butter, 1/4 cup water and 1 cup sugar. Bring to a boil over medium heat and continue to boil for 5 minutes, stirring constantly. Remove from heat and stir in 1/2 cup rum.

Doesn't it sound yummy? I am so going to make it for Thanksgiving tomorrow. And does anyone know the names of Mr. and Mrs. Granger? It must've been mentioned in one of the books, but I'm too lazy to check, so I made up names for them. Anyways, if you want this chapter finished, I need feedback. I'm not blackmailing you; you could just not leave a review and then get a crappy second half back. Your choice people.