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I do however own ivy and john granger, and hopefully the plot.

PADFOOTSANGEL1 " Thanks, I'll try to do better, I wrote that chapter at 9:00 p.m. , and I was sleepy so I wasn't paying attention.

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Two hours later, they arrived at Hermione's house. It was a large house with a big backyard and a fenced in front yard. Harry was glad to get out of the car. It had been a very long day and he wanted to go to bed. "Those are my parents," said Hermione, pointing at the porch where a man and woman stood. "Oh," said Harry, "they look nice." "They are," Hermione agreed. As they approached the porch, Mrs. Granger called, "Hello, Hermione dear." "Hello, Mum," said Hermione, running to greet her. "Sorry," said Mr. Granger ,"but we've got to go to the United States for a month." "Ok, but first I'd like to introduce you to Harry and Ron," Hermione said. "Hello, Harry, Ron nice to meet you," said Mr. Granger "Nice to meet you too." said Harry. "Yeah, me too," said Ron. "Thanks, but now we've got to go," said Mrs. Granger. "Ok, bye Mum, bye Dad," said Hermione.

"Bye, Mr. and Mrs. Granger." said Harry and Ron. "Come on in," said Hermione, grabbing her trunk and motioning for them to follow her. They walked to the front door, and Hermione opened it. They walked in.

"So, I'll show you to your rooms" said Hermione. "Ok good," said Harry, "I'm tired." "Me too," said Ron. Hermione led them up the stairs and showed them to their rooms. "Night." called Harry. "Goodnight."

said Ron. "Night." said Hermione.

Harry awoke the next morning, and noticed Ron was still asleep. So Harry got up, and walked out of the room, down the hall, and into the bathroom. He took a shower, and got dressed, and went downstairs to the kitchen. When he got there he noticed the light was on. He opened the door and saw Hermione standing in front of the fridge, with the door open. "Morning Hermione," said Harry, causing Hermione to jump. "Sorry." said Harry. "Didn't mean to scare you." "It's ok," said Hermione. "What do you want for breakfast?" asked Hermione. "Oh, I don't know--bacon, eggs, toast, waffles, pancakes- -anything is fine." Ten minutes later the door opened, and Ron came in. "Morning Harry, Hermione." "Morning Ron." After breakfast the three spent the day swimming in Hermione's inground pool. At 9:00 P.M. Hermione decided it was time for dinner. "Come on, let's go in, it's 9:00 o'clock." After dinner, Ron was very tired and decided to go to bed. Harry and Hermione weren't tired so they decided to stay up and watch a movie. They went into the livingroom where a bigscreen tv sat in the corner and a large shelf of movies was along one wall.

"Which one would you like to see?" Harry asked as he thumbed through each title.

"I've really been wanting to see the new Lord of the Rings," Hermione replied.

"Yeah, me too," said Harry. He pulled it out of the cabinet and puts it in the DVD player.

"How about some popcorn?" asked Hermione.

"That sounds great!" replied Harry. "I'll help you fix it"

Together they went to the kitchen. Hermione pulled out a bag of Orville Reddenbacher's Microwave Popcorn and pops it into the microwave. At Harry's funny look, Hermione laughs out loud.

"We muggles don't have a magic kitchen like the Weasleys. We do things the old fashioned way," she explains as Harry laughs along with her. While waiting for the popcorn to finish popping, they fixed a pitcher of punch .

When everything was ready, they went back to the living room and got settled on the couch. Hermione dimmed the lights and turned on the movie. They sat in companionable silence for a while, totally engrossed in the film. But as the minutes ticked by, Harry grew more and more uncomfortable. Every time they both reached for the bowl of popcorn, Hermione's hand accidentally brushed his. There was a time when this wouldn't have bothered hem at all. The three of them had been friends for so long that it was hard to remember where one stopped and the other one started. And for years, Hermione had been just like one of the guys, with Harry hardly noticing that she was even a girl. But for the last few months, Harry had begun to see Hermione in a whole new light. He had begun to realize how pretty she was and how his heart seemed to pound and his palms started to sweat whenever she was close to him. He didn't want to feel this way. He secretly knew that Ron had liked her for years, but would never admit it to anyone. But Harry couldn't change how he felt no matter how hard he tried. And now, sitting here so close on the couch to her, he felt like he couldn't breathe. It was getting harder and harder to swallow the dry, salty popcorn. Nervously, he cleared his throat. Hermione turned to give Harry a quizzical stare.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"Er....nothing," replied Harry.

She continued to give him a puzzled look, but finally turned back to the movie.

Great, Harry thought, now she thinks I'm an idiot. He turned his attention back to the movie and tried to concentrate, but it was no use.

Abruptly, Harry leaped up from the couch upsetting the bowl and sending popcorn flying everywhere. Startled, Hermione jumped up and gave Harry a wide-eyed look of astonishment.

"What in heaven's name is the matter with you!!" she exclaimed.

"I told you it's nothing!" Harry shouted.

"Well, I don't believe you!" retorted Hermione. "You've been acting strange since the movie started. I've never seen you this way before. Now, tell me what's wrong!"

"I can't!"

"Why not?"

"Because, I just can't"

"Hey! What's all the yelling about?" Ron asked sleepily as he came into the living room.

"Nothing!" Harry and Hermione shouted at Ron at the same time.

"Really, it's nothing," Harry said with a sigh. "It's just been a really long day and I guess I'm just tired. I think I'll go to bed now. Goodnight, Ron. Goodnight Hermione."

Ron looked questioningly at Hermione as Harry left the room, but she just shrugged.

"Don't ask me. He's been acting really strange recently. I hope he's O.K. You don't think he's sick do you?"

"No," Ron said. "But I have noticed that he doesn't seem himself. Maybe he's just worried about his last year at school."

"You could be right," Hermione said. "Well, I think I'll go to bed, too. Harry's right, it has been a long day. I'm sorry we woke you up.'

"It's O.K.," Ron yawned. "I'll see you in the morning."

Hermione turned out the lights and followed Ron quietly up the stairs.

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