Chapter 10
Pay Phones and Guilt
Harry and Hermione walked in silence holding hands. They didn't care where they went, as long as it was far from the Burrow.
They ended up walking into the town. All of a sudden Hermione's eyes lit up and she pulled Harry aside to a bench.
"I have just come up with a BRILLANT idea!" she squealed, excitement bursting on her face. "I haven't talked to my parents in ages, they weren't to keen on letting me go to the burrow in the first place. They said that they miss me when I go to school and all summer so why don't you come to MY house? We have a guest room right across from my room." Hermione continued rambling about how wonderful it would me.
"Hermione," Harry interrupted suddenly, " How are we supposed to ask your parents? Do you really think that they would approve of your boyfriend sleeping across the hall and sharing a bathroom with you?"
Hermione answered quickly, "Of course they won't mind!! We just won't tell them that we are going out and it will be perfect!" Hermione then took a deep breath.
"My second question, how will we actually ask?"
"There is a payphone right over there," Hermione pointed, "and I have a few pounds on me, that is plenty to call my mum!"
Harry and Hermione walked over to the phone. Hermione deposited the change and pushed some buttons. "Hi Mum?" Hermione began, "I had a brilliant idea! You know how you said that you didn't want me going to the burrow because you missed me? Well I was thinking and wondering if Harry and I could go to our house! He could stay in the guest room! PLEASE!" Hermione continued to beg her mother. After 10 minutes Hermione squeaked "Thank you Mum! I love you! Will you come and pick us up?" Harry stopped listening, he was so happy, he wanted to pick her up and spin her around. Hermione hung up the phone in much better spirits than 30 minutes before.
They started back to the burrow. "Darn It!" Harry said quite loudly. "What are we going to tell the Weasley's?" Hermione's face fell as Harry said those seven words (not counting Darn It). Obviously Hermione didn't think ahead. very out of character if I say so myself.
"Well, we could tell them that something urgent came up and we must leave?" she said this almost like a question. Harry stopped walking and thought for a minute. "If Death-eaters or Voldemort," Hermione flinched at the name, "Sorry, if you-know-who came to the burrow I shouldn't be here. They can get to me and I don't know how to stop them yet." Harry took a breath and continued, starting to walk again, "I am not safe here, and everybody knows it. So the best thing would be for me to leave. I can't quite go back to the hell hole known as the Dursley's so where else can I go but your house?" by this time they had arrived back at the Burrow. Hermione squeezed Harry's hand and they walked inside.
"Excuse me, Mrs. Weasley?" Harry asked as politely as he could. Mrs. Weasley looked up from her knitting nervously. "Yes dear? What can I do for you?" Harry sat down with Hermione next to him, her hand resting unobtrusively on his knee, drawing little circles in his jeans. "Well," Harry began, "I think that I should leave." He took a deep breath at the shocked look on Mrs. Weasley's face. Harry continued explaining what he told Hermione in more detail. Harry's knee starting to feel numb from all of the rubbing. "Well dear, I guess it is all for the best. When will the Grangers arrive?" "About 8:00, my house is about an hour away and they left about 7:00." Hermione said promptly. "Well you best be off packing." Mrs. Weasley said with a frown on her face.
As Harry and Hermione were walking up the stairs Harry spoke suddenly. "I feel really guilty." Hermione nodded her agreement. "But Harry what we are doing is right - trust me." She squeezed his hand before walking into Ginny's room to pack.
Harry continued up the stairs to until he reached the door proclaiming "RONALDS ROOM" He stepped into the empty room and packed without a word.
Harry couldn't find Ron and the Granger's had arrived. He grabbed his crystal ball and said quickly "Show Ron to me" The mist in the ball cleared and Ron was shown, but Harry couldn't make out his surroundings. Hermione pulled Harry into the car and stat down. They buckled their seat belts and they started to drive. Harry looked back at the burrow - his second home, now a fading view, a distant memory. Hermione slipped her hand into his and everything was all right. His worries melted away at her touch. If just for a moment there were no commitments or expectations just Harry and just Hermione - just them.
***** I could stop here but I'll write more! ***
"IT will be so exciting!" Hermione said abruptly. Harry blinked.
"What will be exciting?" Harry asked confusion obvious on his face.
"Well," Hermione began, "The guest room is usually used by my cousin Jeremy, and I actually have not been in there. The door is usually locked when he is at our house and when he is gone we leave it be. My mum washes the sheets and vacuums. Who knows what is in those drawers!" She giggles and Harry smiled, gripping her hand tighter.
"We'll explore tonight! Midnight alright?" Harry asked in barely more than a whisper. She nodded slightly so her parents wouldn't notice.
Harry relaxed in the back of the Grangers car. He had been in the Dursley's expensive car on a few occasions but he had never been in a car when he was completely welcome, apart from when he was with the Weasley's, but Harry had felt slightly separated from Ron, like their friendship was coming to a close.
Hermione thought Harry was asleep so she gave her mum a C.D. to play. She began singing along.
"I don't wanna be like Romeo and Juliet Don't want to live a tragedy Just want you right here and right now Just want you and me."
She continued singing, the beauty of her voice spilling into Harry's soul. The song was a story about a couple that meet, get married and finally the man died. Ending with-
"I didn't wanna be like Romeo and Juliet I didn't wanna live a tragedy, I just wanted you right there and right then I just wanted you and me."
Hermione held the last note and Harry's heart melted.
"YUCK!" Hermione said in complete disgust. "Dad, why couldn't I have gotten Mum's singing talent?" her father chuckled.
"You did, look over there at your friend!" Harry was lounging in his seat with a smile on his face.
"Daddy! That proves nothing!" .
"Yes it does." Her father retorted, "He was rigid before, as if he was not comfortable. You singing relaxed him, now he is probably asleep." Harry decided to play along and added his own touch.
"Yes Aunt Petunia, I'll make the bacon." He mumbled and rolled over. Hermione began to giggle.
***Time passes***
"Harry," Hermione whispered nudging him playfully.
"Wha?" Harry mumbled. He had actually fallen asleep and had a dream that he tried to remember, but failed.
"We are here honey." She cooed. Harry opened his eyes and saw a beautiful hunter green house with brown shutters. It was not a mansion, but a decent house - bigger than Privet Drive.
Hermione grabbed his arm and pulled his out of the car. "Come-on! I need to give you the tour!" she pulled him into the house. "This is the hall. and the kitchen - if you get hungry help yourself-. and the bathroom. and the living room. and the family room. and the dining room." Harry was pulled from room to room, then up a set of stairs.
"Okay 'Mione - calm down!" He laughed.
"Oh shush!" she said indignantly, "This is our bathroom. my parents room. my room." He was yanked into a room that seemed very "un-Hermione". Sift lavender walls complimented the blue rug and green curtains. All was pulled together with her bedspread, which was purple green and blue. Hermione sat down and her bed sloshed. Harry jumped and Hermione laughed, "It is a water bed. Come and sit." She beckoned him toward her and patted the bed. He lay down on the bed next to her and sighed. This was turning out to be an excellent summer. Hermione's head found its way to Harry's chest and they fell asleep together.
***Time Passes**** (ATTN/ You do know I could have ended this chapter like 50 times right? But I need to make up for the delay. I'll go a bit farther. ///)
"Sarah - come quick, you've got to see this!" Hermione's dad called down the stairs. Harry heard this in the back of his mind but it made no sense. The sound of footsteps seeped into the room and slightly woke Harry.
"David, that is so sweet!" He heard Hermione's mum say. "When do you think they were going to tell us?" she laughed.
"I don't know," This was male voice, "but you know he is good for our daughter. I have no problem with them as a couple, I like him a lot more than that Victor guy." Hermione stirred and it clicked. Mr. Granger had seen them - Together -. Hermione began to talk to her parents. "It is fine hunny, we are glad you found a nice boy."
"Thanks Mum, Dad. If you don't mind - I have to use the toilet." Her parent's left and Harry opened his eyes. The scene was actually funnier than he thought it would be. His arms were around her were a bit close to her .ahm. upper region. Her arms resting lazly on his stomach and her hands on his. ahm. lower region. They laughed and Harry gave her a kiss.
"Why don't you go and use the toilet, before you pee your pants." She nodded and left with a giggle. Harry lay on the bed recounting his thoughts about the night before. He suddenly jolted up in the bed causing it to shake violently.
Ron, Where is he? Is he okay? His present from Sirius didn't help him last night so he decided to write a letter to the Weasleys.
Dear Weasleys, HI! We arrived safe last night. I didn't see Ron before we left. Is he okay? Could you send a letter back? Thanks! ~Harry
He tied the note to Hegwig's leg and sent her out the window. Hermione was now out of the bathroom wearing new clothes. Now she bore a purple spaghetti strap shirt with a little ruffle on top and a short jean skirt.
"Your stuff is in the guest room." She led him into a blue room with a mahogany bed and a light blue comforter. Harry found his trunk in front of the bed and opened it. He chose a red shirt and khaki cargo pants as Hermione left to brush her hair. After changing he went to the bathroom and walked down to the kitchen where he found Hermione, her hair half brushed, making pancakes from scratch (her shirt now covered with white splotches).
"I thought that you were brushing your hair!" Harry said indignantly.
"Well I remembered that my Mum and Dad had to go to work so we were on our own for food and." Harry cut her off.
"Go finish getting ready. I'll finish up here." Harry said looking in the refrigerator for some bacon. Hermione nodded and went upstairs.
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Pay Phones and Guilt
Harry and Hermione walked in silence holding hands. They didn't care where they went, as long as it was far from the Burrow.
They ended up walking into the town. All of a sudden Hermione's eyes lit up and she pulled Harry aside to a bench.
"I have just come up with a BRILLANT idea!" she squealed, excitement bursting on her face. "I haven't talked to my parents in ages, they weren't to keen on letting me go to the burrow in the first place. They said that they miss me when I go to school and all summer so why don't you come to MY house? We have a guest room right across from my room." Hermione continued rambling about how wonderful it would me.
"Hermione," Harry interrupted suddenly, " How are we supposed to ask your parents? Do you really think that they would approve of your boyfriend sleeping across the hall and sharing a bathroom with you?"
Hermione answered quickly, "Of course they won't mind!! We just won't tell them that we are going out and it will be perfect!" Hermione then took a deep breath.
"My second question, how will we actually ask?"
"There is a payphone right over there," Hermione pointed, "and I have a few pounds on me, that is plenty to call my mum!"
Harry and Hermione walked over to the phone. Hermione deposited the change and pushed some buttons. "Hi Mum?" Hermione began, "I had a brilliant idea! You know how you said that you didn't want me going to the burrow because you missed me? Well I was thinking and wondering if Harry and I could go to our house! He could stay in the guest room! PLEASE!" Hermione continued to beg her mother. After 10 minutes Hermione squeaked "Thank you Mum! I love you! Will you come and pick us up?" Harry stopped listening, he was so happy, he wanted to pick her up and spin her around. Hermione hung up the phone in much better spirits than 30 minutes before.
They started back to the burrow. "Darn It!" Harry said quite loudly. "What are we going to tell the Weasley's?" Hermione's face fell as Harry said those seven words (not counting Darn It). Obviously Hermione didn't think ahead. very out of character if I say so myself.
"Well, we could tell them that something urgent came up and we must leave?" she said this almost like a question. Harry stopped walking and thought for a minute. "If Death-eaters or Voldemort," Hermione flinched at the name, "Sorry, if you-know-who came to the burrow I shouldn't be here. They can get to me and I don't know how to stop them yet." Harry took a breath and continued, starting to walk again, "I am not safe here, and everybody knows it. So the best thing would be for me to leave. I can't quite go back to the hell hole known as the Dursley's so where else can I go but your house?" by this time they had arrived back at the Burrow. Hermione squeezed Harry's hand and they walked inside.
"Excuse me, Mrs. Weasley?" Harry asked as politely as he could. Mrs. Weasley looked up from her knitting nervously. "Yes dear? What can I do for you?" Harry sat down with Hermione next to him, her hand resting unobtrusively on his knee, drawing little circles in his jeans. "Well," Harry began, "I think that I should leave." He took a deep breath at the shocked look on Mrs. Weasley's face. Harry continued explaining what he told Hermione in more detail. Harry's knee starting to feel numb from all of the rubbing. "Well dear, I guess it is all for the best. When will the Grangers arrive?" "About 8:00, my house is about an hour away and they left about 7:00." Hermione said promptly. "Well you best be off packing." Mrs. Weasley said with a frown on her face.
As Harry and Hermione were walking up the stairs Harry spoke suddenly. "I feel really guilty." Hermione nodded her agreement. "But Harry what we are doing is right - trust me." She squeezed his hand before walking into Ginny's room to pack.
Harry continued up the stairs to until he reached the door proclaiming "RONALDS ROOM" He stepped into the empty room and packed without a word.
Harry couldn't find Ron and the Granger's had arrived. He grabbed his crystal ball and said quickly "Show Ron to me" The mist in the ball cleared and Ron was shown, but Harry couldn't make out his surroundings. Hermione pulled Harry into the car and stat down. They buckled their seat belts and they started to drive. Harry looked back at the burrow - his second home, now a fading view, a distant memory. Hermione slipped her hand into his and everything was all right. His worries melted away at her touch. If just for a moment there were no commitments or expectations just Harry and just Hermione - just them.
***** I could stop here but I'll write more! ***
"IT will be so exciting!" Hermione said abruptly. Harry blinked.
"What will be exciting?" Harry asked confusion obvious on his face.
"Well," Hermione began, "The guest room is usually used by my cousin Jeremy, and I actually have not been in there. The door is usually locked when he is at our house and when he is gone we leave it be. My mum washes the sheets and vacuums. Who knows what is in those drawers!" She giggles and Harry smiled, gripping her hand tighter.
"We'll explore tonight! Midnight alright?" Harry asked in barely more than a whisper. She nodded slightly so her parents wouldn't notice.
Harry relaxed in the back of the Grangers car. He had been in the Dursley's expensive car on a few occasions but he had never been in a car when he was completely welcome, apart from when he was with the Weasley's, but Harry had felt slightly separated from Ron, like their friendship was coming to a close.
Hermione thought Harry was asleep so she gave her mum a C.D. to play. She began singing along.
"I don't wanna be like Romeo and Juliet Don't want to live a tragedy Just want you right here and right now Just want you and me."
She continued singing, the beauty of her voice spilling into Harry's soul. The song was a story about a couple that meet, get married and finally the man died. Ending with-
"I didn't wanna be like Romeo and Juliet I didn't wanna live a tragedy, I just wanted you right there and right then I just wanted you and me."
Hermione held the last note and Harry's heart melted.
"YUCK!" Hermione said in complete disgust. "Dad, why couldn't I have gotten Mum's singing talent?" her father chuckled.
"You did, look over there at your friend!" Harry was lounging in his seat with a smile on his face.
"Daddy! That proves nothing!" .
"Yes it does." Her father retorted, "He was rigid before, as if he was not comfortable. You singing relaxed him, now he is probably asleep." Harry decided to play along and added his own touch.
"Yes Aunt Petunia, I'll make the bacon." He mumbled and rolled over. Hermione began to giggle.
***Time passes***
"Harry," Hermione whispered nudging him playfully.
"Wha?" Harry mumbled. He had actually fallen asleep and had a dream that he tried to remember, but failed.
"We are here honey." She cooed. Harry opened his eyes and saw a beautiful hunter green house with brown shutters. It was not a mansion, but a decent house - bigger than Privet Drive.
Hermione grabbed his arm and pulled his out of the car. "Come-on! I need to give you the tour!" she pulled him into the house. "This is the hall. and the kitchen - if you get hungry help yourself-. and the bathroom. and the living room. and the family room. and the dining room." Harry was pulled from room to room, then up a set of stairs.
"Okay 'Mione - calm down!" He laughed.
"Oh shush!" she said indignantly, "This is our bathroom. my parents room. my room." He was yanked into a room that seemed very "un-Hermione". Sift lavender walls complimented the blue rug and green curtains. All was pulled together with her bedspread, which was purple green and blue. Hermione sat down and her bed sloshed. Harry jumped and Hermione laughed, "It is a water bed. Come and sit." She beckoned him toward her and patted the bed. He lay down on the bed next to her and sighed. This was turning out to be an excellent summer. Hermione's head found its way to Harry's chest and they fell asleep together.
***Time Passes**** (ATTN/ You do know I could have ended this chapter like 50 times right? But I need to make up for the delay. I'll go a bit farther. ///)
"Sarah - come quick, you've got to see this!" Hermione's dad called down the stairs. Harry heard this in the back of his mind but it made no sense. The sound of footsteps seeped into the room and slightly woke Harry.
"David, that is so sweet!" He heard Hermione's mum say. "When do you think they were going to tell us?" she laughed.
"I don't know," This was male voice, "but you know he is good for our daughter. I have no problem with them as a couple, I like him a lot more than that Victor guy." Hermione stirred and it clicked. Mr. Granger had seen them - Together -. Hermione began to talk to her parents. "It is fine hunny, we are glad you found a nice boy."
"Thanks Mum, Dad. If you don't mind - I have to use the toilet." Her parent's left and Harry opened his eyes. The scene was actually funnier than he thought it would be. His arms were around her were a bit close to her .ahm. upper region. Her arms resting lazly on his stomach and her hands on his. ahm. lower region. They laughed and Harry gave her a kiss.
"Why don't you go and use the toilet, before you pee your pants." She nodded and left with a giggle. Harry lay on the bed recounting his thoughts about the night before. He suddenly jolted up in the bed causing it to shake violently.
Ron, Where is he? Is he okay? His present from Sirius didn't help him last night so he decided to write a letter to the Weasleys.
Dear Weasleys, HI! We arrived safe last night. I didn't see Ron before we left. Is he okay? Could you send a letter back? Thanks! ~Harry
He tied the note to Hegwig's leg and sent her out the window. Hermione was now out of the bathroom wearing new clothes. Now she bore a purple spaghetti strap shirt with a little ruffle on top and a short jean skirt.
"Your stuff is in the guest room." She led him into a blue room with a mahogany bed and a light blue comforter. Harry found his trunk in front of the bed and opened it. He chose a red shirt and khaki cargo pants as Hermione left to brush her hair. After changing he went to the bathroom and walked down to the kitchen where he found Hermione, her hair half brushed, making pancakes from scratch (her shirt now covered with white splotches).
"I thought that you were brushing your hair!" Harry said indignantly.
"Well I remembered that my Mum and Dad had to go to work so we were on our own for food and." Harry cut her off.
"Go finish getting ready. I'll finish up here." Harry said looking in the refrigerator for some bacon. Hermione nodded and went upstairs.
(ATTN:// Hi all, I am so sorry that it took forever for me to update - a lot has been going on so I didn't have time. I still appreciate reviews! Thanks!!! AIMEE I LOVE YOU!
CADEATE MANDI GO AND LAND A FRONT HAND SPRING BEFORE YOU GO POTTY!
PLEASE REVIEW
I OWN- my toe! It is cold.. I am going to find a sock now.