Alternate-Chapter9-The Parents!
Today is tuesday in the real world not my story, it's thursday there...
They went back to Hermione's flat. "Oh, my god, today's Thursday."
"What's wrong with Thursday?"
"Nothing, it's just my parents are coming for dinner, today."
"Oh."
"Well, we'll be able to tell them."
"Yeah," Harry said nerviously.
"What's wrong, Harry?"
"What if they don't like me, what if they hate me for dissapearing, what if," he was cut off.
"Harry, calm down, it'll be alright, any suggestions for dinner?"
"Food?"
"Why don't we have lunch, first?"
"Alright."
After lunch consisting of sandwiches and.. uh.. yeah.. uh on with this... (yeah i'm tired so i threw in that crazy uhhhhh?) Okay here we go...
Harry looked like he was going to drop off any second, now (Why wouldn't he? He hasn't slept in 12 years, but he was in an alternate reality/dimension thingy, you get the point, hopefully I won't fall asleep in sociology or computers or ecology, studyhall maybe....alrighty then I'll continue now...).
"Harry, why don't you go lay down?"
"Yeah, I won't fidget as much sleeping."
Five O' clock, her parents show up, "Hi Mum, Dad, dinner will be ready by six, you can take a seat or whatever."
At around five-thirty Harry wandered out of the bedroom, to the bathroom, then out into the living room, where he sat in a chair, Hermione's parents watching him, wondering who he was, and why he was there the whole time.
Her mother called, "Hermione?"
"Yes, mum?" as she came into the living room.
"Who's that?"
"That's Harry."
"As in our grandson, Harry?"
"No."
"Hello, I'm Harry Potter," He stood and shook her parents hands.
"Well, shall we tell them, Harry?"
"Yeah, it's probably a good idea."
"Tell us what?"
"This is my fiance, Harry Potter."
"Your.. Your fiance? When did you start dating?" "How long have you been engaged?" at the same time her parents asked.
"Well, we started dating October of seventh year."
"And got engaged April of Seventh year."
"Then I dissapeared for twelve years, and here we are, together again!"
"Your... Your... Harry's father?"
"Yep."
"Wait a minute, your Harry Potter, her best friend from school!"
"Yeah, he is, and I think I'll get back before the rice burns."
(the interogation begins, why o why did hermione leave poor harry alone?)
"Why did you dissapear? Why did you leave our daughter alone, with a child?" demanded Mr. Granger.
"Do you think I wanted to dissapear? Do you actually think I wanted to miss the first eleven years of my son's life? Why would anyone want to miss all that? If I hadn't dissapeared Harry and Hermione would have still been in danger, with Voldemort at large, though I had every intention to go after him once and for all after graduation, do you think I really wanted to miss it all, if I could have I would've been there to help her, through it all, hey that's ehy we got this flat, I didn't want to miss Harry's birth, first word, first step, first day of school, taking him to the train for his first year at Hogwarts, I love your daughter, I asked her to marry me before I even knew about Harry, I want to be with her, no one else, if she accepts again and you approve, I'll marry her, and if it's alright with Harry."
"Go for it!"
"Dinner's done," Hermione called setting out a pot.
"Hermione?"
"Hmm Harry?"
"Will you still marry me?"
"Why wouldn't I, Harry? I love you, and can I actually openly wear the ring?"
"Of course!"
"So, when do you want to get married, Hermione, Harry?"
"As soon as possible, as long as it's alright with Harry."
The parents looked at Harry, who said, "Little Harry, not me."
The next day, while Hermione was at work Harry wrote a letter to Harry.
Dear Harry,
I'm asking permission to marry your mother, do we have your blessing, to get married sometime? I wanted to ask your view before we plan anything.
Love your father,
Harry
Harry's reply came later this same day.
Dear Dad, Whoa that seems wierd, of course I want my parents to get married, does that mean I get to be a Potter? You are the last of the Potter's, at the moment. Say Hi to Mum for me.
Love your son,
Harry
~~~~~~~~~
the White Stripes are awesome!!!!!!!
okay I meant to go much farther, sorry, semi block toooooo much homework, oh joy ecology. okay i wanted your viewpoints
1) How should the Weasley's react, especially there old pal Ron.
2) Shall the press hound Harry R. Granger, when he becomes a Potter?
3) yeah more on the above wavelengths
Let me know oh so wonderful reviewers, sorry as I said before sleep lacking sleep needed homework much will post when can plus gotta write what's next, after i get YOUR VIEWS adios -ears91
They went back to Hermione's flat. "Oh, my god, today's Thursday."
"What's wrong with Thursday?"
"Nothing, it's just my parents are coming for dinner, today."
"Oh."
"Well, we'll be able to tell them."
"Yeah," Harry said nerviously.
"What's wrong, Harry?"
"What if they don't like me, what if they hate me for dissapearing, what if," he was cut off.
"Harry, calm down, it'll be alright, any suggestions for dinner?"
"Food?"
"Why don't we have lunch, first?"
"Alright."
After lunch consisting of sandwiches and.. uh.. yeah.. uh on with this... (yeah i'm tired so i threw in that crazy uhhhhh?) Okay here we go...
Harry looked like he was going to drop off any second, now (Why wouldn't he? He hasn't slept in 12 years, but he was in an alternate reality/dimension thingy, you get the point, hopefully I won't fall asleep in sociology or computers or ecology, studyhall maybe....alrighty then I'll continue now...).
"Harry, why don't you go lay down?"
"Yeah, I won't fidget as much sleeping."
Five O' clock, her parents show up, "Hi Mum, Dad, dinner will be ready by six, you can take a seat or whatever."
At around five-thirty Harry wandered out of the bedroom, to the bathroom, then out into the living room, where he sat in a chair, Hermione's parents watching him, wondering who he was, and why he was there the whole time.
Her mother called, "Hermione?"
"Yes, mum?" as she came into the living room.
"Who's that?"
"That's Harry."
"As in our grandson, Harry?"
"No."
"Hello, I'm Harry Potter," He stood and shook her parents hands.
"Well, shall we tell them, Harry?"
"Yeah, it's probably a good idea."
"Tell us what?"
"This is my fiance, Harry Potter."
"Your.. Your fiance? When did you start dating?" "How long have you been engaged?" at the same time her parents asked.
"Well, we started dating October of seventh year."
"And got engaged April of Seventh year."
"Then I dissapeared for twelve years, and here we are, together again!"
"Your... Your... Harry's father?"
"Yep."
"Wait a minute, your Harry Potter, her best friend from school!"
"Yeah, he is, and I think I'll get back before the rice burns."
(the interogation begins, why o why did hermione leave poor harry alone?)
"Why did you dissapear? Why did you leave our daughter alone, with a child?" demanded Mr. Granger.
"Do you think I wanted to dissapear? Do you actually think I wanted to miss the first eleven years of my son's life? Why would anyone want to miss all that? If I hadn't dissapeared Harry and Hermione would have still been in danger, with Voldemort at large, though I had every intention to go after him once and for all after graduation, do you think I really wanted to miss it all, if I could have I would've been there to help her, through it all, hey that's ehy we got this flat, I didn't want to miss Harry's birth, first word, first step, first day of school, taking him to the train for his first year at Hogwarts, I love your daughter, I asked her to marry me before I even knew about Harry, I want to be with her, no one else, if she accepts again and you approve, I'll marry her, and if it's alright with Harry."
"Go for it!"
"Dinner's done," Hermione called setting out a pot.
"Hermione?"
"Hmm Harry?"
"Will you still marry me?"
"Why wouldn't I, Harry? I love you, and can I actually openly wear the ring?"
"Of course!"
"So, when do you want to get married, Hermione, Harry?"
"As soon as possible, as long as it's alright with Harry."
The parents looked at Harry, who said, "Little Harry, not me."
The next day, while Hermione was at work Harry wrote a letter to Harry.
Dear Harry,
I'm asking permission to marry your mother, do we have your blessing, to get married sometime? I wanted to ask your view before we plan anything.
Love your father,
Harry
Harry's reply came later this same day.
Dear Dad, Whoa that seems wierd, of course I want my parents to get married, does that mean I get to be a Potter? You are the last of the Potter's, at the moment. Say Hi to Mum for me.
Love your son,
Harry
~~~~~~~~~
the White Stripes are awesome!!!!!!!
okay I meant to go much farther, sorry, semi block toooooo much homework, oh joy ecology. okay i wanted your viewpoints
1) How should the Weasley's react, especially there old pal Ron.
2) Shall the press hound Harry R. Granger, when he becomes a Potter?
3) yeah more on the above wavelengths
Let me know oh so wonderful reviewers, sorry as I said before sleep lacking sleep needed homework much will post when can plus gotta write what's next, after i get YOUR VIEWS adios -ears91