Chapter 3 is here! Sorry about the short chapters, I will try to make them
longer. Don't forget to review, and no FLAMES !!!!!!!!!!!! And Harry
is living with Hermione because Dumbledore did not want to trouble Molly
(the word poor and Ron=touchy come to mind) and also because I wanted to
add flavour to this story.
DISCAIMER: This does not belong to me, do not sue, blablabla (I refuse to write these any more, so just read the one here and be happy)
The Death of the Dursleys
Chapter three
Feeling This Way
That evening, after doing all his shopping on Diagon Alley, Harry went to Hermione's house for the first time, and he suddenly realised that he had never met Mr or Mrs Granger.
As he came up to the front porch, Harry looked in amazement at the massive manor that stood in front of him. It was made out of red bricks, and the grounds were absolutely massive.
Hermione smiled as she saw the look on Harry's face. She took a set of keys from the pocket of her jeans and opened the front door. Two smiling faces looked back at Harry, and from what Harry could see, Mrs Granger, who had long blonde, bushy hair, was pregnant.
"Harry, I'd like you to meet my parents. Mum, Dad, this is Harry Potter. Professor Dumbledore did send a letter didn't he?"
Harry shook hand with Mr and Mrs Granger.
"Oh, I forgot to tell you, I'm going to have a little brother or sister soon!" declared Hermione, seeing Harry eye her mother's stomach.
"Really?" said Harry. "Well, er, congratulations Mrs Granger."
Harry carried his trunk upstairs to his room, a beautiful deep red colour with a window that looked out on to the wide grounds. Soon he was settled down and unpacked.
At seven o'clock Harry and Hermione went downstairs to dinner. On the mantelpiece in the dining room stood a picture of a boy with brown hair and deep, dark eyes with his arm around Hermione.
When Harry saw the picture, a sudden pang of pain touched his heart, but he brushed it away with a shake of his head. What was he thinking? Hermione was like a sister to him. He couldn't have feelings for her. It was like Snape giving Malfoy detention. Totally impossible.
At dinner (roast chicken and potatoes) Harry and the Grangers discussed Hogwarts. Harry could see that Mr and Mrs Granger really loved Hermione, and they weren't afraid to show it.
When the dessert came, the subject came to friends at Hogwarts. They talked about Ron and Dean and Seamus etc. and soon it came to Malfoy. Here the conversation started to get more interesting.
"Hey, Hermione, did you know, I wrote to Sirius, and he said that he heard Malfoy was going to Durmstrang. Something about Narcissa being killed by a mad hippogriff in a wizard zoo."
"Oh, great!" said Hermione. "No more stupid 'I love you Professor Snape' or 'Piss off MUDBLOOD'"
Harry smiled. This was the Hermione he really liked.
Thank you to all who reviewed. Just to make my friend Maria happy, everyone go and read her fic. It's called Harry Potter and the Statues of life and it's by lupinslover. Are you happy now Mizz? Really sorry about the short chapters, but I have loads of homework :o(
I will try and try to make them longer. Don't forget to review.
DISCAIMER: This does not belong to me, do not sue, blablabla (I refuse to write these any more, so just read the one here and be happy)
The Death of the Dursleys
Chapter three
Feeling This Way
That evening, after doing all his shopping on Diagon Alley, Harry went to Hermione's house for the first time, and he suddenly realised that he had never met Mr or Mrs Granger.
As he came up to the front porch, Harry looked in amazement at the massive manor that stood in front of him. It was made out of red bricks, and the grounds were absolutely massive.
Hermione smiled as she saw the look on Harry's face. She took a set of keys from the pocket of her jeans and opened the front door. Two smiling faces looked back at Harry, and from what Harry could see, Mrs Granger, who had long blonde, bushy hair, was pregnant.
"Harry, I'd like you to meet my parents. Mum, Dad, this is Harry Potter. Professor Dumbledore did send a letter didn't he?"
Harry shook hand with Mr and Mrs Granger.
"Oh, I forgot to tell you, I'm going to have a little brother or sister soon!" declared Hermione, seeing Harry eye her mother's stomach.
"Really?" said Harry. "Well, er, congratulations Mrs Granger."
Harry carried his trunk upstairs to his room, a beautiful deep red colour with a window that looked out on to the wide grounds. Soon he was settled down and unpacked.
At seven o'clock Harry and Hermione went downstairs to dinner. On the mantelpiece in the dining room stood a picture of a boy with brown hair and deep, dark eyes with his arm around Hermione.
When Harry saw the picture, a sudden pang of pain touched his heart, but he brushed it away with a shake of his head. What was he thinking? Hermione was like a sister to him. He couldn't have feelings for her. It was like Snape giving Malfoy detention. Totally impossible.
At dinner (roast chicken and potatoes) Harry and the Grangers discussed Hogwarts. Harry could see that Mr and Mrs Granger really loved Hermione, and they weren't afraid to show it.
When the dessert came, the subject came to friends at Hogwarts. They talked about Ron and Dean and Seamus etc. and soon it came to Malfoy. Here the conversation started to get more interesting.
"Hey, Hermione, did you know, I wrote to Sirius, and he said that he heard Malfoy was going to Durmstrang. Something about Narcissa being killed by a mad hippogriff in a wizard zoo."
"Oh, great!" said Hermione. "No more stupid 'I love you Professor Snape' or 'Piss off MUDBLOOD'"
Harry smiled. This was the Hermione he really liked.
Thank you to all who reviewed. Just to make my friend Maria happy, everyone go and read her fic. It's called Harry Potter and the Statues of life and it's by lupinslover. Are you happy now Mizz? Really sorry about the short chapters, but I have loads of homework :o(
I will try and try to make them longer. Don't forget to review.