New Home, New family

DISCLAIMER: J.K.R OWNS HARRY POTTER...

IF I HAD OWNED IT, HARRY AND HERMIONE WOULD HAVE ENDED UP TOGETHER.

Previously...

And now standing in front of his destination Harry was practically nervous but he knew he had nowhere to go and that she would help him no matter what.. so, mustering up all the gryffindor courage he had he knocked on the door..No answer

He knocked again..still no answer

Just as Harry was giving up hope the door opened and a certain brunette stepped out of the door

"HARRYY!" Hermione exclaimed throwing her arms around him and pulling him into a hug which nearly chocked him..

Hermione's P.O.V

Why do summer vacations have to be so boring? My parents went out for a date night and now I am sitting here all alone in my house holding a book in my hand but I can't concentrate on it. How ironic isn't it..? Hermione granger can't concentrate on a book... But it's true and the reason for this is a certain green eyed boy with messy black hair and a lightning bolt scar on his forehead... He has a goofy grin which makes me go week in my knees...Yes, I am talking about Harry potter. THE HARRY POTTER, who has been my best friend for the past three years since I started Hogwarts... Nowadays i just can't stop thinking him, he is nothing like how some books describe him to be... I know that he never lived in a mansion full of servants or anything... On the contrary, he lived as a servant in his own house and got beaten up without any reason at all... Despite all these circumstances, he still has a kind heart and always helps those who are in need. All these traits of his make me feel more drawn towards him... He is not perfect, but nobody can ever be as perfect as him too...Aaghh! Why can't I just stop thinking about him...?

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

I hear a knock bringing me out of my musings...

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

There it is again. I wonder who it could be I know mom and dad will not come so early so who could it be, maybe it is Catty, my best friend in the muggle world... I opened the door and couldn't believe my eyes when I saw the person standing in front of me... There standing outside the door, with a goofy smile on his face, was the messy-haired, green-eyed boy of my dreams.

"HARRY!" I practically squealed, throwing my arms around his neck and hugging him to me as close (and tight) as possible... I didn't know if this was a dream, but even if it is I just don't want to wake up from it anytime soon.

"Her...mio. ..one...brea...the...please. .ea..se" I heard him say. I let him go immediately feeling embarrassed, I am meeting him after two weeks and the first thing I do is trying to choke him to death... Smooth going Granger, real smooth... God I can already feel heat rising up to my cheeks.

Harry's P.O.V

Oh god, Hermione is strong... No wonder I like her, she is smart, beautiful and strong.

"Hi Hermione can I come in" I ask her after regaining my breath.

"So Harry, what brings you to my beautiful house? Not that I mind, of course, it was kind of getting boring without anybody to talk to my parents went out for a date, so I was practically staying lonely in here reading our new DADA book. It is interesting, there is a spell called the summoning charm, it is pronounced "ACCIO" and I think it is really a helpful spell you... Why are you looking at me like that, I was rambling weren't I sorry I just got really excited seeing you here... So what happened at Privet Drive?" Hermione asked after entering inside the house.

"Don't worry Hermione it was cute listening to you ramble and I really like it when you ramble, it kind of brings out the cute bookworm in you, I really love it..." I replied chuckling. I noticed that her cheeks were turning pink. "And as for why I came here, Long story short Vernon started badmouthing my parents and I got really angry and well my magic exploded and all three of them were pushed hard against a wall.. I told them I was never going to return to that asylum they call a home. And I did not know where else to go to, so I just came here... I am extremely sorry if I am causing you any disturbance, I will move out tomorrow itself... I will get a room at the leaky cauldron and I will stay there until vacation ends." Harry said.

Hermione's P.O.V

I just stood there stunned after listening to what harry said... I can't believe they would be this rude to him. Poor Harry I just can't believe he has to go through this.

General P.O.V

"Come here harry" Hermione said opening her hands towards him for a hug which Harry gladly accepted.

"I am sorry Harry, nobody has to suffer like this and we will make sure you never have to return to the Dursleys. And what are you talking about? You are not going anywhere, you are my best friend Harry and you can stay here, with me, until the break ends. I would be really happy to spend my summer vacation with my best friend with me... Besides, my parents have been wanting to meet you for a while." Hermione replied after breaking from the hug. But, Harry still had his hands around her waist which made her feel happy.

"Thank you Mione, I knew I could rely on you." Harry thanked her, grateful to have a true friend who would always be with him. "And Mione, why did you say that your parents wanted to meet me?" Harry asked looking at her.

"Oh it's nothing; they just wanted to meet the person whom I always talk about... Wait, what did you call me?" Hermione asked.

"Ah! Mione, don't you like it because if you don't like it I will..."

"No no, I like it you can call me that but only you are allowed to call me that nobody else, alright?"

Harry nodded his head in agreement. He had a goofy smile on his face and was feeling happy that he was the only person allowed to give a nickname to his Hermione...

After some time Hermione's parents came back home and although they were surprised to see Harry, they gladly accepted him into their family with open arms...This was all overwhelming for Harry and he was truly happy to see spend the rest of his break with his beautiful and smart Hermione Granger.

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