It was ten minutes past noon, Harry, who was sitting on the stairs with his trunk by his feet and Hedwig by his side, looked at his watch for the tenth time in the past two minutes.

"Where are they?" Sighed Harry, who was now getting up to look out of the window.

As he sat back down next to Hedwig there was a screech of car brakes just outside of 4 Private Drive, Harry shot up like a bullet to answer the door. As the door opened he became face to face with most beautiful girl Harry had ever seen.

After a couple of minutes:

"Hermione, dear is this the right house?" Mr Granger called from his silver Volvo S40.

This seemed to pull Harry out of his trance as he teared his eyes away from Hermione. Harry couldnt believe his ears, this was Hermione! She had grown up alot over the summer, her hair was straight with blonde highlights here and there, which was draping over her bare shoulders. She wore a tight light blue strapped top with came just above her belly with 'cute' written on, tight three quarter length jeans and backless sandals. She had curved out in all the right places Harry noticed before he turned back into the house to get his trunk.

Hermione also had seemed to be in a trance as her cheeks redden and she looked away very quickly.

"Yes dad this is the right place." she called to her father who was now making his way down the driveway towards the door.

He helped Harry with his trunk, putting it in the back where Hermione was now sitting still with flushed cheeks.

"You alrite dear?" Mr Granger asked in a concerned voice. "You look a little flushed, i hope your not coming down with anything."

"I hope so too, it would ruin my holiday!" Harry joked as he sat next to Hermione in the back.

She swated his arm playful as  Mr Granger started up the car and drove off away from Private Drive.

"Where's Ron?" Harry asked Hermione who was staring out of the window with a huge grinned on her face.

Hermione jumped as she was awoke from her daydream by Harry tapping her on her arm.

"Wha...What? Sorry." Hermione stutterd.

"Where's Ron?" Harry said with a soft laugh.

"Oh...He owled me this morning saying his parents decided last minute that they were going to go to Romania to visit his brother Charlie for the last two weeks."

"Good for him, i hope he has fun!"

"Yeah. Thier family deserves a holiday."

Silence fell up on the two of them again. Harry grinned as he looked over at Hermione who was grinning wildly in a daydream again, she had her eyes closed and her head was leaning against the window.

Hermione was thinking back to when she saw Harry at the front door back on Private Drive, she could picture how he looked, how his messy hair would cover his forehead making his emerald green eyes look even more deep and soulful, she could get lost in his eyes she thought to herself. Also the way his white T-shirt was pulled tight over his broad chest and muscular arms. She had to fight a strong erg (sp) not to run her fingers over his cheast. She laughed lightly as she remembered how she must of looked with her hand reaching forward then suddenly stopping and as quickly as she could pulling it back her side. As her thoughts started to move on to how nice he looked in his tight dark blue jeans and his white running trainers she was snapped back to reality by someones hand on her shoulder and a voice whispering softly in her ear.

"Hermione...Hermione, we're here."

She blushed a deep red as she spun her head round to see that it was Harry was whispering to her.

"What were you thinking about?" Harry asked in a soft laugh.

Hermione blushed even deeper (if that was possible!) as she remember what she was thinking about.

"Oh...nothing really." Hermione replied as she got out of the car.