The One I Can't Ignore
A/N: Okay, so here's the 2nd chapter (I'm on a roll here!) And I hope you enjoy it as much as the first. Now, enough of my blabbing-onto the story!
"Oh, sweetiepie Hermieboo, it's so good tos ee you again!" Hermione's mom reached out and enclosed her daughter in a tight, loving hug.
After a few awkward seconds of silence, Hermione's mom looked over her daughter's shoulder and stared intently at Harry for a moment before pulling away from her own daughter and walking over to Harry.
"ANd you must be the famous Harry Potter. Hermione speaks very highly of you." Harry blushed but managed to regain his composure quicly and extended a hand towards the middle-aged woman in front of him.
"It's nice to finally meet you, Mrs. Granger. Thank you so much for letting me spend the summer with you."
Mrs. Granger engulfed Harry in a hug, surprising him.
"After speaking to your uncle, we were HAPPY to take you in," Harry looked towards Hermione's dad-tell and lean, he looked like a typical muggle father, "that son of a bi-"
"Honey! Not in front of the children! Now, let's get to the car. Go grab your things, kids."
As Hermione went to pick up her things, she felt lean to her. She could feel his warm breath tickling her ear.
"Sweetiepie Hermieboo?" Hermione looked to see a sly grin spread across her wizard friend's face.
"Oh, shut up!" Hermione said, playfully hitting him across the arm.
Meanwhile, her parents were looking at the two teenagers infront of them. Mr. Granger's face was tightened into a slightly annoyed expression.
"Why does he have to stay again?"
"Oh honey, because he's Hermione's friend. You know how boring her summers are usually, it'll be nice for her to have another magicial in the household."
The expression on his face remained the same. "I don't trust him."
"Oh please, you say that about any boy who even says hello to her! Give Harry a chance, he's got it tough. I heard his godfather just died, he was the last family Harry had that actually cared for him."
Her husband sighed, "Alright. Hey kids, let's get going!"
Harry loved Hermione's house. Sure, it was just like drabby old Privet Drive, but without the Dursely's it had to be a HUGE improvement and the neighbors thinking he was a criminal.
"Hey Herm, what do your parents tell people if they ask where you go to school?" Harry asked curiously, looking at his friend as they unloaded their trunks.
"Oh, they just say I'm going to a school in the outskirts of England. What about your uncle?"
Harry sighed and rolled his eyes, "He says I go to some facility for criminally insane boys." He could tell Hermione was trying to stifle a laugh. Before he could protest, her mother interrupted.
"We have a guest room connected to Hermione's-you'll be staying there, I hope you don't mind sharing a bathroom."
"Oh that's completely alright. It's probably more space than I get at the Durseley's." Harry chuckled.
"Harry, after dinner I'll show you around the neighbourhood okay?" Hermione grinned.
"Sure sounds great." Harry beamed. It was nice to spend time with Hermione-they were always with someone else as well, so they didn't get to talk like he and Ron did.
"And tommorow I'm taking you two shopping. Hermione, you could use a new swimsuit and Harry, your clothes look much too big for you. I take it your cousin isn't as....fine-boned as you."
After putting his trunk in the spare room, which was really nice. After having a big welcome-home dinner, Hermione dragged Harry out of the house. He wastched fixatedly as the early evening sun danced in the young female Gryffindor's hair.
"There's not much in the area, but there's a sweet shop and a park nearby." Hermione stated matter-of-factly, pulling Harry out of his trance.
Harry was just about to respond when he noticed a couple of kids about their age looking darkly at Hermione. It seemed like she had noticed but was ignoring them. He saw her pace quicken and tried to keep up with her.
"Hey look it's Granger the Stranger back from her freak school." The girls started to approach.
"Aww look, she's got a boyfriend! Who thought anyone would actually go out with that freak, especially someone who is so fine."
"Hey shut up! How can you be so mean to Hermione! She's a good person!"
The girls looked at each other slyly.
"Oh yeah? She's nothing but a loner-in elementary school she always sat by herself reading some weird book about magic and witches and shit, like that stuff exists. Always had cuts and bruises too from being beat up-but she deserved them-always trying to show us all up like that. She deserved everything she received, bloddy smartass bitch."
Harry turned to Hermione, expecting her to have a witty comeback that would shut them up, as usual. Instead, he saw her running down towards the end of the street.
'Wow I didn't know she could run like that,' Harry thought suprisingly. Then he turned his attention to the two girls. "If I EVER hear that you even laid a FINGER on her, physically OR emotionally, you'll BOTH answer to me!" Then he raced after Hermione, not knowing where he was going but trying to sense where she went.
Finally, after chasing her for almost 20 minutes, Hermione collapsed by a creek bawling her eyes out. Harry approached her cautiously and sat down beside her. He tried rubbing her arm, and she didn't pull away, so Harry proceeded to wrap his arms around her and hug her tightly, bringing her face against his chest. "Shh, it's alright, I'm here for you," Harry whispered, stroking her hair.
Hermione loved the feeling of Harry's Quidditch-toned arms around her, she felt so safe. She could hear his hear beating wildly in his chest, and this seemed to comfort her more. She knew she needed to tell him everything about her past. He had told her about his, it was her turn. She pulled away from her friend and looked him straight in the eye. "Harry, it's time I told you everything."
A/N: I hope you liked the 2nd chapter! I PROMISE there'll be some romance soon, just be patient okay? I'm trying to build characters here lol-look for the 3rd chapter soon!
A/N: Okay, so here's the 2nd chapter (I'm on a roll here!) And I hope you enjoy it as much as the first. Now, enough of my blabbing-onto the story!
"Oh, sweetiepie Hermieboo, it's so good tos ee you again!" Hermione's mom reached out and enclosed her daughter in a tight, loving hug.
After a few awkward seconds of silence, Hermione's mom looked over her daughter's shoulder and stared intently at Harry for a moment before pulling away from her own daughter and walking over to Harry.
"ANd you must be the famous Harry Potter. Hermione speaks very highly of you." Harry blushed but managed to regain his composure quicly and extended a hand towards the middle-aged woman in front of him.
"It's nice to finally meet you, Mrs. Granger. Thank you so much for letting me spend the summer with you."
Mrs. Granger engulfed Harry in a hug, surprising him.
"After speaking to your uncle, we were HAPPY to take you in," Harry looked towards Hermione's dad-tell and lean, he looked like a typical muggle father, "that son of a bi-"
"Honey! Not in front of the children! Now, let's get to the car. Go grab your things, kids."
As Hermione went to pick up her things, she felt lean to her. She could feel his warm breath tickling her ear.
"Sweetiepie Hermieboo?" Hermione looked to see a sly grin spread across her wizard friend's face.
"Oh, shut up!" Hermione said, playfully hitting him across the arm.
Meanwhile, her parents were looking at the two teenagers infront of them. Mr. Granger's face was tightened into a slightly annoyed expression.
"Why does he have to stay again?"
"Oh honey, because he's Hermione's friend. You know how boring her summers are usually, it'll be nice for her to have another magicial in the household."
The expression on his face remained the same. "I don't trust him."
"Oh please, you say that about any boy who even says hello to her! Give Harry a chance, he's got it tough. I heard his godfather just died, he was the last family Harry had that actually cared for him."
Her husband sighed, "Alright. Hey kids, let's get going!"
Harry loved Hermione's house. Sure, it was just like drabby old Privet Drive, but without the Dursely's it had to be a HUGE improvement and the neighbors thinking he was a criminal.
"Hey Herm, what do your parents tell people if they ask where you go to school?" Harry asked curiously, looking at his friend as they unloaded their trunks.
"Oh, they just say I'm going to a school in the outskirts of England. What about your uncle?"
Harry sighed and rolled his eyes, "He says I go to some facility for criminally insane boys." He could tell Hermione was trying to stifle a laugh. Before he could protest, her mother interrupted.
"We have a guest room connected to Hermione's-you'll be staying there, I hope you don't mind sharing a bathroom."
"Oh that's completely alright. It's probably more space than I get at the Durseley's." Harry chuckled.
"Harry, after dinner I'll show you around the neighbourhood okay?" Hermione grinned.
"Sure sounds great." Harry beamed. It was nice to spend time with Hermione-they were always with someone else as well, so they didn't get to talk like he and Ron did.
"And tommorow I'm taking you two shopping. Hermione, you could use a new swimsuit and Harry, your clothes look much too big for you. I take it your cousin isn't as....fine-boned as you."
After putting his trunk in the spare room, which was really nice. After having a big welcome-home dinner, Hermione dragged Harry out of the house. He wastched fixatedly as the early evening sun danced in the young female Gryffindor's hair.
"There's not much in the area, but there's a sweet shop and a park nearby." Hermione stated matter-of-factly, pulling Harry out of his trance.
Harry was just about to respond when he noticed a couple of kids about their age looking darkly at Hermione. It seemed like she had noticed but was ignoring them. He saw her pace quicken and tried to keep up with her.
"Hey look it's Granger the Stranger back from her freak school." The girls started to approach.
"Aww look, she's got a boyfriend! Who thought anyone would actually go out with that freak, especially someone who is so fine."
"Hey shut up! How can you be so mean to Hermione! She's a good person!"
The girls looked at each other slyly.
"Oh yeah? She's nothing but a loner-in elementary school she always sat by herself reading some weird book about magic and witches and shit, like that stuff exists. Always had cuts and bruises too from being beat up-but she deserved them-always trying to show us all up like that. She deserved everything she received, bloddy smartass bitch."
Harry turned to Hermione, expecting her to have a witty comeback that would shut them up, as usual. Instead, he saw her running down towards the end of the street.
'Wow I didn't know she could run like that,' Harry thought suprisingly. Then he turned his attention to the two girls. "If I EVER hear that you even laid a FINGER on her, physically OR emotionally, you'll BOTH answer to me!" Then he raced after Hermione, not knowing where he was going but trying to sense where she went.
Finally, after chasing her for almost 20 minutes, Hermione collapsed by a creek bawling her eyes out. Harry approached her cautiously and sat down beside her. He tried rubbing her arm, and she didn't pull away, so Harry proceeded to wrap his arms around her and hug her tightly, bringing her face against his chest. "Shh, it's alright, I'm here for you," Harry whispered, stroking her hair.
Hermione loved the feeling of Harry's Quidditch-toned arms around her, she felt so safe. She could hear his hear beating wildly in his chest, and this seemed to comfort her more. She knew she needed to tell him everything about her past. He had told her about his, it was her turn. She pulled away from her friend and looked him straight in the eye. "Harry, it's time I told you everything."
A/N: I hope you liked the 2nd chapter! I PROMISE there'll be some romance soon, just be patient okay? I'm trying to build characters here lol-look for the 3rd chapter soon!
