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Chapter 11: Poor David
By the time Christmas had come around, Gabriel had become restless. He had been sent no word from Dumbledore which should have been a good thing, but Gabriel couldn't help but feel nervous. It was a rare occasion when Joshua comes to earth and even rarer occasion when he comes with a message and something about the fact that Hermione was running around with Potter put him even farther on edge.
"Will you stop that", David grumbled with a similar expression on his face as his friend. The Gangers had been informed about the troll incident the day after and ever since David had been trying to convince his daughter to come back home. But Hermione, being Helen's daughter, stubbornly refused. Once Hermione makes her mind up nothing short but an act of God could change it. She was even less likely to leave now that she had friends.
Gabriel was split on the one hand, Hermione had friends her own age which she seemed fond of and on the other hand she was put in danger to gain their friendship in the first place. Hermione never told him why she was in the bathroom crying anyway.
"Hmm… I may have to look in to that" he thought to himself. Looking over to the waiting parents he smiled. Helen looked like all her Christmases' and birthdays had come at once, as she bounced on her heels, looking over the crowed to see if the train had arrived yet. Once she spotted the smoke cloud building in the distance, she let out an excited squeak rushing over to the edge of the platform so that she could reach her daughter first. Giving each other amused looks David and Gabriel fought their way towards her. Parents and younger siblings let out exited whispers when the trains approached the station.
"Do you think she'll introduce us to some of her friends?" Helen began to babble. "Or will they not have come home. In her last letter Hermione said Harry doesn't really have a ho… OH! There she is!" And like that the tall brunette had disappeared from in-between, rushing off to embrace her daughter who was struggling with her trunk. Rolling his eyes David gestured to the two with bright smile.
"Come on lets save her before she gets strangled with motherly love."
"That's love? She looks like a bear mewling it's pray. You really sure you want to get in-between that?"
David smirked a little at his friend before he too took off to embrace his daughter. Gabriel only a couple of steps behind him. Hermione gave them a brilliant smile before squeezing them both a little.
"Uncle Gab you came!"
"Of course" he said loud enough for her parents to hear. "You're mothers death threats are hard to ignore. Aww!" Rubbing his shoulder Gabriel gave her a wounded expression.
"Funny Bum." She grinned back. She looked back at her daughter and smiled. "How are you sweetheart?" Giving her mother a brilliant smile Hermione started telling them all about her first months at Hogwarts.
Listening to her story Gabriel noticed that she left out thing specifics such as her roommates and or yet again why she was in that bathroom in the first place anyway.
Gabriel watched her intently. He wasn't her father and he sure as hell wasn't her mother, but he could tell when she was lying better than they could. He was the one who taught her how to lie in the first place. So now when he analysed her every move he couldn't help but smirk when he noticed the slight twitches of her left hand.
When they reached the Granger house hold he helped get her truck from the back of the care whilst David wen to get some pizzas from the local take away. Hermione smiled as her mother hugged her, placing the glasses on the table. Looking over her mother's shoulder she smiled even brighter.
"You got the tree! But you didn't decorate it?" Helen smiled softly ruffling her daughter's hair.
"Of course we haven't. We've been waiting for you." Gabriel came back from the Hermione's room depositing the trunk and smirked.
"Translation we were too lazy to decorate the tree ourselves. OW! What is it assault you're best friend day!" Gabriel muttered rubbing the back of his head glaring at Helen once more. Who had given him a sturdy slap on the back of the head with an overly sweet smile.
"I'll have none of that. Go make you're salve useful and get some knives and forks from the kitchen."
"And pray tell what is stinker over there going to do" he said gesturing to Hermione who had sat down on the floor pulling out Christmas decorations. She had turned around and pulled her tongue at him, smirking a little.
"Who eats pizza with a fork anyway?"
"Just do it Gabe."
Holding his hands up in surrender he hurried to the kitchen to grab the cutlery. Watching his family from his spot with a slight smile. This will be his fifth Christmas with them and he had found himself getting more and more comfortable with being a part of their littlie family. Gabriel was still quite surprised, that his brothers or any other undesirable acquaintances hadn't ruined this for him. When he placed the last knife on the table David came bursting in with four pizza boxes balanced on his arm.
"Anybody going to give me a hand?"
"No we like watching you struggle" Gabriel answered with a laughed, not attempting to give his friend any sort of help.
Looking at the angel David grumbled under his breath something that sounded lot like prick. Turning to his wife and daughter instead. "Anyone?"
"You heard Gabe, figure it out you're self." Three pairs of amused eyes watched as he struggled with the door as he tried to keep the boxes balanced. To their surprise he actually managed to close the door behind him as well as lock it.
"Ha-ha!" He cheered as he took one step towards the table only to trip over his own feet almost dropping the pizzas, if it wasn't for Gabriel's quick reflexes.
