Harry Potter and the Kid and the Tiger
Disclaimer: Same as Ch. 1, a few notes though, this is a HP/C&H (Calvin & Hobbes you fools, you should know that!) crossover, and is sort of Action/Adventure and Humor, especially later. There is also some Romance, but nothing more then PG (kissing). This is a completely pointless chapter, so I'm posting Chapter 3 at the same time, it begins some of the plot. This also a very long fic. I've already written sixteen chapters and parts of seventeen. All agreed? Good. Read on, and enjoy, but also please review.

Chapter Two-Hermione
On Saturday, Harry could hardly keep still, this was the earliest that he was ever going to get away from the Dursleys. Unbelievable. Even though he tried to take as long as he could getting ready and packing he was done by noon.
In the front room Harry stood looking out the blinds continually checking his watch. One o'clock. Two. Three. Four. Four-thirty. Four-forty-five. Four-fifty. Four-fifty-five. Beeeeeeeep!!
Apparently, Hermione's parents had the same need for puctuality that Hermione had, as they were there five minutes early. Quickly, before Uncle Vernon or Aunt Petunia could come out and harass the Grangers, and swooped up his bags, yelled "I'm leaving!" and raced out the door.
Behind him, Harry heard loud yelling and screaming as Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia rushed out to make fun of the Grangers.
The Grangers had a nice black SUV, and Hermione opened the back door for him. He jumped in, and landed in the right back seat.
"Go Mum!" Hermione yelled from the left seat, where she was hastily was strapping herself in.
Mrs. Granger complied and the car roared away from an entirely dismayed Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia.
"T-thanks Mrs. Granger," Harry panted, rushing to catch his breath after the sprint from house to car.
"No problem," she said, "Our those your relatives?"
"Yeah," Harry said, feeling smaller.
"Well, they certainly were on the wrong side of your family tree, eh, Harry?"
Harry smiled, and turned to really look at Hermione for the first time.
She was sitting next to the window, about five feet from Harry. And she had changed! Hermione had grown as well and had filled out. Her hair, usually dull and lifeless had grown and was lying on her shoulders looking as stunning as it had on the night of the Yule Ball.
"Her-my-own-nie?" Harry stammered.
Hermione nodded and smiled. Harry melted. The only time he had ever felt this way about someone was Cho Chang...and then Harry realized. He had a crush on Hermione Granger!
"Yes?" Hermione said, looking worried.
Harry didn't know what to say, he had to say something, he couldn't just gawk at Hermione like this. What should he say?
"Hermi-own-ie," he stammered again, "Where's Ron?"
"Oh," Hermione said, now looking slightly disappointed, "He can't come for awhile, he'll arrive by Portkey tonight."
"Oh," Harry replied, now thinking furiously, "What should he say to Hermione now, he had to keep the conversation going! "Um, what do your parents do for a living?"
Hermione's face contorted into what, a smile? Of course! Harry mentally kicked himself, he should have known that! In fact Hermione had told him that in his first year! Nevertheless, she had to answer...he hoped. Harry liked hearing her voice all of a sudden.
"Well, Harry, as I've said before...their dentists," And again Hermione smiled her smile, showing off the teeth she had gotten last year at Madam Pomfrey's after Draco Malfoy had cursed her teeth into enlarging. Hermione had Madam Pomfrey just shrink and line up her teeth a little.
"So," Harry began, What should he say?, "Been following Quidditch lately?" Again Harry felt like hitting himself, Hermione didn't follow Quidditch!
"Um..." Hermione bit her lip, "Well, the Pride of Portree won't win the League Cup this year. Have you heard from Sirius lately?"
Harry nodded and still nervous told her about how Sirius had told her that he couldn't send any more owls, but that he had told him he'd be coming to Hogwarts to talk to him. Hermione was shocked.
"He's coming to Hogwarts? Oh no, what will the students say if they see him?"
Harry leaned over and put a hand on her shoulder and felt the warmth that radiated through his fingers when he touched her.
"Sirius'll be okay, Herms. He hasn't been caught in two years, has he?"
Hermione nodded and looked down at Harry's hand on her shoulder. Harry felt extremely embarrassed and took his hand off. He could feel the red creeping up his face.
"Harry?" Hermione said.
Harry turned and still blushing, looked at Hermione.
"It's OK. I'll move over."
Harry wondered what Hermione meant. He saw and Hermione scooted over into the middle seat. Harry didn't know what to do, he was confused, why had Hermione moved over?
Hermione suddenly started blushing profusely and mad a motion to move back over to the other seat.
"Why are you moving again?"
Hermione blushed more, if that was possible, "Ithayewwantedermrondmi."
Harry didn't get it. "Huh?"
Hermione took a deep breath, "I thought that you wanted to put your arm around me." She sighed and looked down.
Harry felt like jumping up and down, "Of course!" he exclaimed, "I do. I'm sorry!" At this Harry noticed Mrs. Granger turn around in her seat slightly and look and Harry and Hermione. Harry felt his face go red.
"Well...?" Hermione said.
Harry, feeling estatic, put his arm around Hermione and kept it there for the rest of the drive.