Disclaimer: I don't claim to own Harry Potter. Go me.

Date: Monday, July 21

Notes: I don't have much time, I'm busy packing. I'm going to New York, yes again, for my friend's birthday (Which was today!) Honestly, I don't even have to to search up a title or quote. I'll get to it when I go home. Sorry! I decided you guys would probably like a messy chapter better than another week without one. Gotta Go!

Always Love

--Kayanora

Friends

Choose your Friends Wisely.

You're often Stuck with Them.

Unknown

DingDingDong!

DingDingDong!

Feet shuffled as the two children eagerly waited for someone to answer the door. Finally, finally, the lock clicked and Roger Creevy opened the door, coffee cup in hand with the morning post tucked inside one of the pockets of his blue bathrobe.

"Why, hello there, Crevan! Come in, come on. Who's this?" The man ushered him inside.

"This is my friend, Hermione Granger. She's staying with us for today. Can Colin and Dennis come out to play?"

"Pleasure to meet you Miss Granger!" Roger laughed, and shook her hand. Hermione blushed lightly.

"I hope we didn't interrupt breakfast…"She worried.

"Nonsense, Diane just finished making pancakes. Have you two eaten yet?"

"…No…" Hermione rolled her eyes.

"We wouldn't want to intrude." She told him. Roger grinned.

"Ha! Hardly. Diane tends to over estimate the appetite of a normal human every so often. Especially when the recipe calls for chocolate."

"Roger, who was at the door?" They heard called from the kitchen, "It better be Caleb. Lord knows how much he loves these things."

Roger led the two into the kitchen and walked over to where his wife was standing over the stove.

"Dear, you have a smudge of batter on your cheek." Diane's brow furrowed ad she swiped at the spot with the back of her wrist. "No, now it's just bigger."

Diane struggled with the spatula for a moment as she tried to flip the food onto a plate.

"I'll get it. You call down the boys." Roger said grabbing the spatula before she could protest. She pouted but turned around. "Oh! Hello, there, Crevan! Who's your friend?"

"This is Hermione. She's staying with us today!" Hermione smiled shyly.

"Nice to have you, why don't you grab the boys from outside."

Harry nodded and grabbed Hermione's hand.

"They seem to be really nice, Ha…Crevan." Hermione corrected herself.

"It's okay, my uncles don't like having to switch around with names, either. But we just can't help it." Harry told her as the opened the glass door. Colin and Dennis were bouncing up and down on their trampoline.

"Oi! Breakfast is ready!" Harry shouted at the other boys. Dennis fumbled on his jump and bumped into his brother.

"Hey, watch it! When'd you get here, Crevan?" Colin scooting off the side; Dennis preferred the less painful way and took the ladder.

"Ow!" Colin groaned and stood up. He twisted around to look at his bottom. "I always do that!" Hermione raised her eyebrow, glancing at Harry. He shrugged.

"Your Mum made chocolate chip-"

"Yes!" Dennis pushed forward through the group and sprinted toward the sliding door. Colin paused for a moment glancing between Hermione and the door. He bit his lip.

"This is Hermione."

"Nice to meet you!" Hermione blinked as the boy disappeared behind his brother. Herry grinned at her.

"You get used to it."