Why an update for once, bloody hell never thought that would happen! I got a review today, it reminded me that I had a few written sections still… as well as a fanfic in progress.. whoops.
Chapter Nine, Someday and a Return.
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"Someday I'd like a house where I could have a studio.. Someday." Harry said to the room as he and Hermione toured the flat in Jules and Pat's building.
"Harry, you didn't read that paperwork Gringott's sent you, did you?" Hermione asked as they looked at the larger of the two bedrooms.
"Oh about not collecting my need to know files on my seventeenth birthday, you read it? I like the window here, much better view then the wall our current window shows."
"Yeah,
I like this too, we could put our bed here, wake up to the sun. The
paperwork was out, I figured it was okay. Did they mail it to you?"
"Yeah, soon after I moved into the flat, I guess without the
war to back log them they found it and sent it to me. I just glanced
over it, anything good?"
"Yeah, there's a Potter Manor and some other properties, plus the Black properties."
"Fun, is Godric's Hollow listed?"
"Yeah, it is. Seems to be another house as well besides that one."
"Really? Perhaps someday we'll check it out."
"Oh," Hermione sighed, "A toilet with a tub!"
"Ah! I could get used to having a loo in the actual flat, would be lovely wouldn't it?" Harry asked grinning at the excited over something ever so simple and normal Hermione.
"Yes!" She exclaimed, "Please can we take this one? We have this bedroom here and then the other room can be an office or something, we can figure it out when we move in."
"The kitchen though, can you believe full size hot plates?"
"We'll be able to cook a full meal all at once!"
"This is the second floor again."
"I don't mind the stairs, do you mind the stairs?"
"No problem for me, this place is worth them!"
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In July, Harry and Hermione traveled to visit her parents. Homer and Jane Granger through many emails and telephone conversations learned to better accept and understand their daughter's decision to send them away to safety. They still did not like her actions, but had come to accept them, with time. Jane and Homer met Harry and Hermione at the airport. Harry's wide awake since he slept most of the flight, while Hermione is exhausted, having spent most of the flight awake or in fitful bits of sleep. Hermione passed out in the car on the way to her parent's house. A two bedroom bungalow, not too far from the beach is where the Granger's live. Hermione's parent's led them into their home, leading them to the second bedroom where they would sleep during the visit. Hermione slipped out of her shoes and almost immediately passed out on the full size bed, as it was nearly two am Greenwich mean time. Harry is awake and the Granger's left after dropping them off, so he decided to leave Hermione a note and go out and explore the neighborhood.
Hermione awoke alone a few hours later, discovered Harry's note and after changing into new clothes decided to see if she could find Harry. She found him on the beach, lounging in the sand, burning.
Hermione walked up to Harry and sat down beside him in the sand. "Enjoying the sand beneath your toes?"
"Yes, this is awesome!"
"Have you never been to a beach before, ever?"
"Well, the one time beside the sea when Uncle Vernon was running from my letters, but otherwise nope."
"Why haven't we fixed this back home?"
"I have no idea, love. How was your nap?"
"Oh very nice, refreshing, I hope I can sleep tonight."
"I doubt you want to spend our entire vacation on London time."
"I most certainly do not, and did you put on any sunscreen?"
"Sunscreen?"
"Oh Harry, you forgot about it didn't you?"
"Oops."
"We'll have to see if we can find any aloe vera if it starts to get painful."
"Okay. Have you eaten yet? Do you want to go see if we can find something to eat, or should we go back to your parent's house and wait for them?"
"Probably wait for them."
"Okay," and Harry stood up and dusted the sand off of himself, before putting a hand down to Hermione, who took it and stood up. Harry grabbed his towel and threw it over his shoulder and they walked hand in hand back to her parent's house.
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Harry changed his clothes, wet from swimming, and they waited for her parents. Things were from the outside quite well with Hermione and her parent's, but the problems that arose from what Hermione did, everything is certainly not fine and dandy. There is still residual resentment.
Parents are typically the ones who protect there children, but when the child flips that around and tries to protect the parent from dangers unknown to them. What Hermione did was rather rash and her parents, yes they are more accepting of why she did it then two years ago, but still are not entirely happy about being ripped away from there life and sent to the other side of the world.
Hermione's parents returned from their dental practice and were surprised to see their daughter's boyfriend in the kitchen cooking dinner.
"So you cook do you?" Asked Hermione's mother.
"Yes ma'am, though Hermione and I usually share cooking duties at home depending on our class schedules each day."
"You attend university with her as well, then?" asked her father.
"I do, Doctor Granger."
"What are you studying? Hermione we hear is studying law, correct?" Jane asked.
"That she is, Doctor Granger, doing quite well too. We're going into our third year in the autumn."
"What do you study, Harry, right?"
"Yes sir. I am studying art, ceramics in particular."
"Really?"
"Yes."
"And if you and Hermione intend to stay together long term, how do you intend to provide for yourself and her?"
"Mum, Dad, I'm not really worried about that. Harry and I will make due. This is Harry, my friend since I was eleven."
"Oh, oh!" Her mother exclaimed, "You look so different from when you were younger."
Harry chuckled, and threw some vegetables into a pot. "You don't have to worry about how Hermione will be provided for, I'm sure she'll do well enough for the both of us, and if that isn't enough I have enough and more for us to live on." Harry did not come right out and say he was wealthy but equated as much.
"Harry hasn't really had a choice in what his life is to be until this point, so he's doing what he wants."
"Really is that so?" Asked her mother frostily.
"Oh bugger," Hermione put her hand to her forehead in defeat. "I am sorry, Mum, Dad. I just wanted you to be safe!" She cried.
"I know you wanted us to be safe Hermione, but you did not give us a choice you just used your magic and made us forget everything and sent us around the world!"
"I didn't want what happened to other friend's of mine with non-magical parent's to happen to you! You're my parents, I love you. I didn't want anything bad to happen to you!"
"What about you? You put yourself in danger, we could have never known about what you did to us if you hadn't survived. What then, hmm? What if in our old age the memories came back and everyone thought us nutters because we had this idea of another life in our heads?"
"I am sorry, I didn't think about what would happen if I died. I'm just glad that I didn't, so I could at least try to fix what I did. I didn't think it all through, I thought you'd be happy I thought about your safety rather then leave you in a potential war zone."
"So our home survived then?" Homer asked.
"Yes Dad, I didn't know that when I came out two years ago, but I've been back since then, its all still there, a bit overgrown but intact."
"Jane, we can go home!" Homer said almost in awe.
"I didn't think that was an option," Jane said sitting down.
"I am sorry, Mum, Dad, we'll move your stuff back for you if you wish, help you move back if that's what you want."
"You will? But we've lost all our patients, its been three years, will anyone come back? How will our friend's and everyone else react to our return?"
"Well, I did at least think that one through. I sent letters to your friend's and patients, our family, about a lucrative offer in Australia you couldn't dare pass up, etcetera."
"You did?"
"I did, Dad. I tried my best to make it all sound like you both and how great an opportunity it would be, so you can return home, if that's what you want to do."
"What about this place?"
"Uh its actually a place of Harry's."
"It is?" Harry asked surprised.
"Yeah, I was going through stuff with Sirius before he died, saw about this place. He said it was a great place to come to and get away from Britain."
"Hmm, I wonder if this was one of the places he hid out at?"
"Probably not, the Malfoy's knew about this one too."
"Oh." Harry responded.
"What? What?"
"Nothing, Dad, do you want to move back? I can help get things straightened for that if need be," Hermione asked her parents.
"I want to go back, what about you Jane?"
"Yes, I miss our family and friends, Mike. Hermione, I'm glad you saved us, I just wish you had not done such a rash thing as sending us here unbeknownst to us."
"I know, Mum, I am sorry."
"Oh I know."
After spending a week in total in Australia, Harry and Hermione, using magic moved her parent's things back to Great Britain. Hopefully with less distance Hermione's relationship with her Dad and Mum will continue to improve.
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3rd floor in American terms… this is my reference guide: /demo/#url/usvsuk-dictionary.html
if your wondering about Hermione's Dad's name, either send me a note, or go read "The Wedding," chapter 2, her Dad's name is explained there.
-Chapters will be scarce. I have an extremely heavy course load. Any questions, or if anyone has any suggestions, just drop me a line.. Thanks for reading.
