Chapter Three*~~ Explanations and Old Friends*~~
Harry quickly shutoff the quiet alarm clock tat was under his pillow. Glancing at his watch he got up. Time to meet Hermione. Harry slipped into jeans and a red and blue striped shirt he had bought in Hogsmeade in their muggle shop.
Hermione woke to the beeping of her alarm on the silver chained watch she wore. It had a normal face but was enchanted by Sirius to be an alarm. Hermione hadn't realized it yet but something was engraved on the band. She moaned softly as she sat up in the light purple comforter and the yellow sheets she read the time. A smile broke out on her face and she hopped out of the bed.
She slipped into the big fluffy and cozy red and gold slippers and the light yellow robe she had gotten from Ron the last two Christmas. Silently she went out of her room and crept down the stairs, carefully avoiding the creaking stair Harry had told her about last year at Hogwarts. She moved into the kitchen and flicked the lights on. She pushed herself up onto the counter and sat waiting for Harry to come down.
Harry slipped down the stairs and walked silently down the hall. He had a sudden urge to go to the bathroom so made a side trip. When he came out the light was already on in the kitchen.
Hermione tutted as she swing her slippered feet looking at them in a bored way.
Harry looked through a crack in the door at Hermione. He smiled and opened it up. "It took you long enough Harry!" Hermione said in annoyance.
"It's not my fault that I had to go to the bathroom," Harry said innocently. Hermione rolled her eyes and smiled at him. He returned her smile with one of his own.
"I'll let you get away with it this time! So how's your summer been?" asked Hermione.
"You showing up randomly at my house and asking me how my summer has been isn't something I'd've seen coming. As a matter of fact I didn't. You just don't ask me that!" Harry said the last part with mock scolding. Hermione hit his chest and hopped down. She was about the same height as him. She glared teasingly at Harry. "What is going on?"
"Oh THAT'S what you want to know!" Hermione said pretending to be surprised. "Well Sirius is a worry wart and was freaking out. He was afraid that you would have a nervous breakdown after what happened at the end of the year. (He's in fifth sorry if I wrote a different year in one of the other chapters- I have to hurry and finish this before we celebrate my sister's birthday again!!?) He's been panicking and Remues wrote to me pleading for advise and I told him I would find away to get the Dursleys to let me stay here. Then we got Ron, Dumbledore, and with Professor Dumbledore's persuasion even Professor Snape to help.
"Apparently Dumbledore has connections at Dudley's school. Isn't that cool! His fifth cousin or something is the headmaster! Maybe seventh once removed.." Hermione screwed up her face in thought. Harry was thinking about some of her first words.
"A NERVOUS breakdown!" Harry said suddenly. Hermione looked up quickly.
"Harry he's worried about you. You're the world to him. Ron and I, er, sort of told him how put-out you were before we left and he. sort of blew it out of proportion," Hermione said softly touching his arm lightly.
"I've been through traumas before. The whole let's go back in time and watch ourselves while we try and save a wrongly accused hippogriff and my godfather because I just found he was innocent and he was also going to be given the dementor's kiss. Oh and I had also just found out that one of my best friends had a time turner and that was how she was getting to all her classes and that my favorite teacher of all tome was werewolf and that my dad's friend had betrayed him- selling him to lord Voldemort, that my father and my godfather were animagi, oh and that Ron's- my best friend- rat was an animagas and really Peter Pettigrew also known as Wormtail who had been a Mauderer along with my father, my teacher, and my godfather and betrayed all of them!!!"
"I get the point Harry but aren't you even a little bit happy that there's someone besides me, Ron, the Weasleys and Professor Dumbledore who are worried about you? Someone like a parent- a father?" Hermione looked him straight in his green eyes and Harry looked own. He nodded sheepishly. "See! I know you too well!" Harry laughed.
"We'd better go back to sleep. Aunt Petunia gets up pretty early and it's nearly four!" Harry said after a few hours of talking with Hermione. She nodded, pecked his cheek, and slipped upstairs to her room as Harry did the same. His face was slightly red from embarrassment but he was quite pleased.
When Harry awoke, he knew immediately something was up. The repaired alarm clock read eight o'clock. "The Dursleys NEVER let me sleep this late! What on Earth is going on?!" Harry was still in his jeans from last night but his shirt was off across the room on his chair. Harry climbed out of bed revealing his teenage chest and pulled it on. He walked softly down the stairs thinking about Sirius and Lupin. What were they up to?
His stomach jolted as he remembered the problems that he was having convincing people of Sirius' innocence. Harry rushed into the kitchen to find Hermione but was unhappy to see that Dudley was trying to immerse her in conversation. "Hello Harry!" Hermione said as he walked in. She wore a blue jean skirt and red shirt with funnel sleeves. Her hair was pulled back into straight pigtails in the bottom of the back of her head with red hair bands.
"Duddy-kins," Aunt Petunia said brightly, passing a glare to Harry, "why don't you show Hermione around tow."
"I can if ??? wants to. We're supposed to meet up!" Dudley said as he heaved his fat up and then pulled Hermione gently out of her seat. She turned to Harry and smiled sweetly.
"Why don't you come to Harry? It will be like a little party!" Hermione pulled Harry up and the three walked out and Petunia scoffed as she watched her 'angel son' go out of the room with the pretty girl and 'horrid boy'. Harry walked behind them down the street until he bumped into Dudley's back fat as he stopped.
"What is it Dudley?" asked Harry.
"Shrimp?!" came an excited voice full of jerkiness (jerk like ass hole) and Harry's blood ran cold.
"What is it to you Polkiss?" asked Harry coolly. Hermione looked between the two biting her lip.
"You aren't as shrimpy anymore but I bet I could still beet the crap out of you with Dudley's help!"
"Try it then," Harry suggested mildly. Hermione rushed forward.
"Oh please don't!" she said trying to sound innocent. "I just HATE fights. My dear grandfather was caught in the middle of a fight and was put in comma when three years later he slipped into death," Hermione was quite an actress as she forced her eyes to fill with tears. Piers was eyeing Hermione up.
"Who's the babe?" he asked Dudley slyly. Harry could see the urge to slap Piers welling in her eyes and she cleared them of the tears. Harry knew that if Piers went to far Hermione would slap him right out.
"Her name's Hermione Granger. She's living with us," Dudley explained. "We have to show her around town."
"What about seeing the Destroyer? We can't take a girl to see that!"
"So don't," Hermione snapped and walked by Harry. "Come on Harry, YOU can show me around." Dudley gasped and Piers growled.
"That's quite alright. We'll see the Destroyer next week!" Piers said pushing Harry back. But Harry wasn't a shrimp and more and he wasn't going to be pushed around by Piers Polkiss.
"Leave it up to her, Polkiss," Harry said icily.
"Er, Hermione may I speak with you- alone?" asked Dudley.
"Sure," Hermione said and they walked a little ways away. Dudley shuffled his feet and then spoke.
"Why do you want to hang out with my. cousin?"
"Oh, Dudley it's that. well. I sort of. feel bad for him. You know, you have all of these friends you told me about and Harry doesn't seem to have any."
"That's because he's an incurable criminal boy," Dudley said slickly.
"He doesn't seem that dangerous to me and maybe it's just because he never had a real friend."
"Maybe you're right.." Dudley rasped into silence and they walked (in Dudley's case waddled) back to the two boys. Harry was sitting there thinking about the broom servicing kit Hermione had given him for his thirteenth birthday as Piers spat insults at him. Hermione grabbed Harry's arm and pulled him away.
"Thanks Hermione," Harry said as they walked into the soda shop in town.
"No problem," Hermione said smiling. They slid into the far corner booth and Hermione reached into her bag and took out some parchment and a quill. "I'm guessing you know that Sirius and Moony could use some help? Why don't you write them?!" Harry nodded but just then a pretty waitress with red hair came over. Harry's mind flew to Ginny and her beauty.
"Can I take your order?" Harry and Hermione placed their orders.
"Harry my money!" Hermione shrieked digging through her small red and gold Gryfindor purse. "I left in my blue jean purse at your uncle's!"
Harry laughed and reached into his pocket. "Here," he pulled out some money. "I decided to change some of my wizard's money in for muggle money. Thought it might come in handy! Looks like I was right!" Hermione smiled gratefully at him and their shakes arrived. The two slurped as Harry wrote a letter to Moony.
Then they headed back to Harry's in tome for lunch. They arrived as Piers and Dudley walked in. The four sat down to eat and Harry listened to the conversation. He jumped as the doorbell rang. Dudley waddled to the door as the Dursleys weren't home.
There was muffled voices floating in for a while and then Dudley waddled in with a sour look. "Someone's at the door for you Hermione." That was all he said. Hermione gave Harry a look as she stood.
"I have to go to the bathroom," Harry said quickly and followed Hermione to the door. When he walked into the living room Harry's face broke into a smile at the sight of an old friend.
Harry quickly shutoff the quiet alarm clock tat was under his pillow. Glancing at his watch he got up. Time to meet Hermione. Harry slipped into jeans and a red and blue striped shirt he had bought in Hogsmeade in their muggle shop.
Hermione woke to the beeping of her alarm on the silver chained watch she wore. It had a normal face but was enchanted by Sirius to be an alarm. Hermione hadn't realized it yet but something was engraved on the band. She moaned softly as she sat up in the light purple comforter and the yellow sheets she read the time. A smile broke out on her face and she hopped out of the bed.
She slipped into the big fluffy and cozy red and gold slippers and the light yellow robe she had gotten from Ron the last two Christmas. Silently she went out of her room and crept down the stairs, carefully avoiding the creaking stair Harry had told her about last year at Hogwarts. She moved into the kitchen and flicked the lights on. She pushed herself up onto the counter and sat waiting for Harry to come down.
Harry slipped down the stairs and walked silently down the hall. He had a sudden urge to go to the bathroom so made a side trip. When he came out the light was already on in the kitchen.
Hermione tutted as she swing her slippered feet looking at them in a bored way.
Harry looked through a crack in the door at Hermione. He smiled and opened it up. "It took you long enough Harry!" Hermione said in annoyance.
"It's not my fault that I had to go to the bathroom," Harry said innocently. Hermione rolled her eyes and smiled at him. He returned her smile with one of his own.
"I'll let you get away with it this time! So how's your summer been?" asked Hermione.
"You showing up randomly at my house and asking me how my summer has been isn't something I'd've seen coming. As a matter of fact I didn't. You just don't ask me that!" Harry said the last part with mock scolding. Hermione hit his chest and hopped down. She was about the same height as him. She glared teasingly at Harry. "What is going on?"
"Oh THAT'S what you want to know!" Hermione said pretending to be surprised. "Well Sirius is a worry wart and was freaking out. He was afraid that you would have a nervous breakdown after what happened at the end of the year. (He's in fifth sorry if I wrote a different year in one of the other chapters- I have to hurry and finish this before we celebrate my sister's birthday again!!?) He's been panicking and Remues wrote to me pleading for advise and I told him I would find away to get the Dursleys to let me stay here. Then we got Ron, Dumbledore, and with Professor Dumbledore's persuasion even Professor Snape to help.
"Apparently Dumbledore has connections at Dudley's school. Isn't that cool! His fifth cousin or something is the headmaster! Maybe seventh once removed.." Hermione screwed up her face in thought. Harry was thinking about some of her first words.
"A NERVOUS breakdown!" Harry said suddenly. Hermione looked up quickly.
"Harry he's worried about you. You're the world to him. Ron and I, er, sort of told him how put-out you were before we left and he. sort of blew it out of proportion," Hermione said softly touching his arm lightly.
"I've been through traumas before. The whole let's go back in time and watch ourselves while we try and save a wrongly accused hippogriff and my godfather because I just found he was innocent and he was also going to be given the dementor's kiss. Oh and I had also just found out that one of my best friends had a time turner and that was how she was getting to all her classes and that my favorite teacher of all tome was werewolf and that my dad's friend had betrayed him- selling him to lord Voldemort, that my father and my godfather were animagi, oh and that Ron's- my best friend- rat was an animagas and really Peter Pettigrew also known as Wormtail who had been a Mauderer along with my father, my teacher, and my godfather and betrayed all of them!!!"
"I get the point Harry but aren't you even a little bit happy that there's someone besides me, Ron, the Weasleys and Professor Dumbledore who are worried about you? Someone like a parent- a father?" Hermione looked him straight in his green eyes and Harry looked own. He nodded sheepishly. "See! I know you too well!" Harry laughed.
"We'd better go back to sleep. Aunt Petunia gets up pretty early and it's nearly four!" Harry said after a few hours of talking with Hermione. She nodded, pecked his cheek, and slipped upstairs to her room as Harry did the same. His face was slightly red from embarrassment but he was quite pleased.
When Harry awoke, he knew immediately something was up. The repaired alarm clock read eight o'clock. "The Dursleys NEVER let me sleep this late! What on Earth is going on?!" Harry was still in his jeans from last night but his shirt was off across the room on his chair. Harry climbed out of bed revealing his teenage chest and pulled it on. He walked softly down the stairs thinking about Sirius and Lupin. What were they up to?
His stomach jolted as he remembered the problems that he was having convincing people of Sirius' innocence. Harry rushed into the kitchen to find Hermione but was unhappy to see that Dudley was trying to immerse her in conversation. "Hello Harry!" Hermione said as he walked in. She wore a blue jean skirt and red shirt with funnel sleeves. Her hair was pulled back into straight pigtails in the bottom of the back of her head with red hair bands.
"Duddy-kins," Aunt Petunia said brightly, passing a glare to Harry, "why don't you show Hermione around tow."
"I can if ??? wants to. We're supposed to meet up!" Dudley said as he heaved his fat up and then pulled Hermione gently out of her seat. She turned to Harry and smiled sweetly.
"Why don't you come to Harry? It will be like a little party!" Hermione pulled Harry up and the three walked out and Petunia scoffed as she watched her 'angel son' go out of the room with the pretty girl and 'horrid boy'. Harry walked behind them down the street until he bumped into Dudley's back fat as he stopped.
"What is it Dudley?" asked Harry.
"Shrimp?!" came an excited voice full of jerkiness (jerk like ass hole) and Harry's blood ran cold.
"What is it to you Polkiss?" asked Harry coolly. Hermione looked between the two biting her lip.
"You aren't as shrimpy anymore but I bet I could still beet the crap out of you with Dudley's help!"
"Try it then," Harry suggested mildly. Hermione rushed forward.
"Oh please don't!" she said trying to sound innocent. "I just HATE fights. My dear grandfather was caught in the middle of a fight and was put in comma when three years later he slipped into death," Hermione was quite an actress as she forced her eyes to fill with tears. Piers was eyeing Hermione up.
"Who's the babe?" he asked Dudley slyly. Harry could see the urge to slap Piers welling in her eyes and she cleared them of the tears. Harry knew that if Piers went to far Hermione would slap him right out.
"Her name's Hermione Granger. She's living with us," Dudley explained. "We have to show her around town."
"What about seeing the Destroyer? We can't take a girl to see that!"
"So don't," Hermione snapped and walked by Harry. "Come on Harry, YOU can show me around." Dudley gasped and Piers growled.
"That's quite alright. We'll see the Destroyer next week!" Piers said pushing Harry back. But Harry wasn't a shrimp and more and he wasn't going to be pushed around by Piers Polkiss.
"Leave it up to her, Polkiss," Harry said icily.
"Er, Hermione may I speak with you- alone?" asked Dudley.
"Sure," Hermione said and they walked a little ways away. Dudley shuffled his feet and then spoke.
"Why do you want to hang out with my. cousin?"
"Oh, Dudley it's that. well. I sort of. feel bad for him. You know, you have all of these friends you told me about and Harry doesn't seem to have any."
"That's because he's an incurable criminal boy," Dudley said slickly.
"He doesn't seem that dangerous to me and maybe it's just because he never had a real friend."
"Maybe you're right.." Dudley rasped into silence and they walked (in Dudley's case waddled) back to the two boys. Harry was sitting there thinking about the broom servicing kit Hermione had given him for his thirteenth birthday as Piers spat insults at him. Hermione grabbed Harry's arm and pulled him away.
"Thanks Hermione," Harry said as they walked into the soda shop in town.
"No problem," Hermione said smiling. They slid into the far corner booth and Hermione reached into her bag and took out some parchment and a quill. "I'm guessing you know that Sirius and Moony could use some help? Why don't you write them?!" Harry nodded but just then a pretty waitress with red hair came over. Harry's mind flew to Ginny and her beauty.
"Can I take your order?" Harry and Hermione placed their orders.
"Harry my money!" Hermione shrieked digging through her small red and gold Gryfindor purse. "I left in my blue jean purse at your uncle's!"
Harry laughed and reached into his pocket. "Here," he pulled out some money. "I decided to change some of my wizard's money in for muggle money. Thought it might come in handy! Looks like I was right!" Hermione smiled gratefully at him and their shakes arrived. The two slurped as Harry wrote a letter to Moony.
Then they headed back to Harry's in tome for lunch. They arrived as Piers and Dudley walked in. The four sat down to eat and Harry listened to the conversation. He jumped as the doorbell rang. Dudley waddled to the door as the Dursleys weren't home.
There was muffled voices floating in for a while and then Dudley waddled in with a sour look. "Someone's at the door for you Hermione." That was all he said. Hermione gave Harry a look as she stood.
"I have to go to the bathroom," Harry said quickly and followed Hermione to the door. When he walked into the living room Harry's face broke into a smile at the sight of an old friend.