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High School: Heaven Or Hell: Chapter Eleven:
Harry shivered as he walked down the street, Hermione in his arms. He needed to get to a safe place. He looked down at Hermione's limp, pale, wet body, nervousness slightly running thru his him.
"Just hold on 'Mione" he whispered looking around. He had to find some help; he knew he wouldn't be able to walk to her house. He had no idea where it was anyway.
"Excuse me" he said hoarsely to a pedestrian, can you help me?" The man gave Harry a weird look and walked away. Two other people passed him before he found an empty bus stop. Harry laid Hermione on the bench and looked around. He spotted a payphone about ten feet away. He took a quick look at Hermione's limp form and then ran to the phone booth and grabbed the phone book. He flipped thru the book looking for the Granger's #.
"Aha!" he exclaimed finding the #.
"Damnit!" he cursed as he realized he had no change on him. He desperately looked around on the floor and in the change dispenser for forgotten coins.
"A quarter! He stated pulling a quarter out the dispenser, "Yes!"
Harry took a quick look at Hermione before placing the coin in the phone. He dialed the # and waited while the phone rang 3x's.
"Hello?" answered a male's voice.
"Uh, hi, is this Mr. Granger?" Harry Asked.
"Yes, and may I ask who's' calling?" he asked.
"Uh, yeah. Um, I'm Harry Potter, Hermione's friend. And I need your help…" Harry explained that he needed someone to come and pick them up from the stop and that he felt like Hermione should explain when she recovered.
He hung up the phone and walked back over to the bus stop. He lifted Hermione's head, sat down, and placed her head on his lap. He checked to see if she was breathing. When he found out she was he relaxed some.
"Hang in there 'Mione" he whispered wiping a piece of wet hair out her face. Harry nearly fell asleep from exhaustion doing the 10 minutes it took Mr. Granger to get to stop. Mr. Granger jumped put of the driver's seat and raced up to the two teens.
"Hermione!" he exclaimed waking Harry.
"You must be Hermione's Dad" he said groggily as he watched him fuss over the girl.
"Yeah," he said looking up at a boy who was as equally soaked as his daughter.
"You must be Harry."
"Yes, sir," he answered tiredly.
"I think we should take her to the hospital," Mr. Granger said as he picked her up.
"No she's okay. She just pasted out. All she needs is some rest and dry clothes" Harry explained.
"Oh okay" Mr. Granger carried his daughter to the car and placed her in the front seat. He buckled her up as if she were a child. He turned around and faced Harry, who was falling asleep and slightly shivering from the cold.
"You comin' Harry?" he asked. Harry gave him a surprised look.
"You didn't think that I would leave you out here did you?" he asked with a smile. Mr. Granger walked over to the other side of the car as Harry reluctantly climbed in the back seat. Harry fell asleep during the quiet ride.
Mr. Granger pulled up to their house and turned off the engine. He looked over to the two teens. He got out of the car and walked to the other side. He tapped on Harry's window waking him up. As Harry slowly woke up Mr. Granger carried Hermione out the car.
"Where are we?" Harry groggily asked.
"We're at out house." Mr. Granger answered while heading to the front door Harry followed him, "I figured that since it's really late, you'll stay here for the night to rest up some. Of course we'll have to phone your mother."
Harry followed Mr. Granger into the living room. He placed Hermione on the couch and went to get some towels.
"Darling is that you?" Harry looked up from the floor toward the voice. Moments later a middle-aged woman appeared in the room.
"Oh, hi, um, who are you?" the woman asked.
"Um, I'm Harry, Hermione's friend." Harry stated, pointing at the girl on the couch. The woman, who, to Harry, appeared to be Hermione's mo9m, cut her eyes to Hermione. Her eyes went form normal to big as baseballs making her look like a deer in headlights. She rushed to her daughter's side screaming her name. Hearing the noise Mr. Granger rushed in the room dropping the towels in a nearby chair and grabbed his wife by the shoulders.
"Jane, it's okay. She's fine." He said. (I have no idea what her parents' first names are so bare wit me)
"What happened!" she asked hysterically.
"We'll get to that later, let's just get her dry and in bed." Mr. Granger stated trying to calm his wife. By this time, there were footsteps coming down the stairs.
"What's all the yellin' for?" asked Harrold.
"What are you doin' here?" Harmony aksed being the first to notice the sleepy Harry.
"Long story" he yawned.
"And getting longer" Mr. Granger stated sitting his wife in a chair, "Harrold you think you could carry you sister to her room and Harmony can you help her with her clothes?"
"Sure" they said in unison. As Harmony went upstairs, Harrold picked up his sister and followed his other. Mr. Granger was still standing over Mrs. Granger to keep her calm. Harry stood in the same spot, socking wet and shivering.
"Hey Harry" Mr. Granger said throwing a towel at him, making him come out of his trance.
"Dry yourself off I'll have Harrold bring you some clothes."
"Okay." Harry put the towel on the top us his head and started to dry it. Moments later Harrold came down the stairs.
"Harrold can you give Harry something to sleep in for the night?" he asked.
Sure. Follow me" Harrold said with a wave of a hand. Harry followed Harrold up the stairs and into his room. He watched as he dug thru his belongings.
"Here you go" Harrold said throwing Harry some p.j. bottoms and a white-t.
"Thanks" he started, heading for the bathroom. On his way he nearly ran into Mrs. Granger as she was coming out of Hermione's room with her wet clothes.
"Oh sorry" Harry said.
"It's quite all right. Oh are you getting ready to change?"
"Yes, ma'am"
"Well, when you do bring your wet clothes down to the laundry room by the kitchen, okay?"
"Alright" Harry walked into the bathroom, dried off, and changed clothes. He walked back downstairs looking for Mrs. Granger. He eventually found her in the kitchen. She spotted him out the corner of her eye and turned to face him.
"Oh just give me those to me." She stated grabbing his clothes and throwing them in the dryer with Hermione's.
"You don't know how grateful we are that you found her. I don't know what I'll do without her. I know it sounds weird when I got 2 other children upstairs, I even have a grandchild on the way, but it'll be different without her ya know. When you raise triplets it's just different when one disappears, ya know?"
"Uh…"
"Oh, how could you possibly understand you don't have kids" she laughed then asked, "Right?"
"Oh yeah, I don't have any kids" Harry answered quickly.
"Oh good, well let me stop rambling on about nothing" Mrs. Granger smiled, "You should call your mother now. The phone's in the living room" (And yes Harry lives with his mom. Where's his dad? I have no idea.)
"Okay thanks" Harry walked into the living room and picked up the phone. He called his mom and told her where he was. Once that was over, he took off his glasses and yawned. At that same moment Harmony stepped in the room.
"Dad made you a sleeping area in the den" she said placing a hand on her slightly bulging stomach.
"Okay" he responded. She started out the room but came back.
"Is it true that you and Brittany are together?" she asked. Harry looked at her, his glasses still off.
"No, why?" he answered.
"Just askin'" she said and walked away. After one last stretch of his tired, sore limbs, he grabbed his glasses and headed for the den. Once there he placed his glasses on a coffee table, climbed under the blanket on the couch and instantly fell into a deep sleep.
I hope you enjoyed these 2chapters and again I'm sorry about the wait. If it makes you feel any better I've already started writing the next chapter.:)
