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Chapter Four
"Hey, Mrs. Granger, Mr. Granger," Harry smiled, buckling himself up.
"How has your summer been?" Mrs. Granger asked.
"The usual, being forced to do everything they don't want to do, but it's definitely looking up," Harry replied sincerely.
"Well, I'm glad we could make it better for you," she smiled before turning around.
"Don't worry, you have," Harry grinned, putting his hand on top of Hermione's, but quickly moving it away.
"Hermione talks an awful lot about you," Mr. Granger said, keeping his eyes on the road. "You'd think the two of you were dating or something," he chuckled at the last part.
"Uh, yeah, ha," Harry forced a laugh. "Hermione, I thought you told them," Harry whispered to Hermione.
"If you think I'm going to suffer through this alone, you're mad," Hermione whispered back.
"What are you two talking about back there?" Mrs. Granger asked, looking back at them.
"Um, nothing mum," Hermione replied, leaning back into her own seat.
"Well, we'll probably stop in about an hour to pick up some lunch," Mr. Granger told them as they got on the interstate.
"Okay, dad. Wake me up when we get there," Hermione replied, leaning her head on Harry's shoulder.
Harry smiled as his eyelids started to droop. He missed waking up next to Hermione. Missed the way she smelled, the way she laughed, the way she smiled, the way she bit her lip when she was concentrating (the same lip he'd sometimes bite when he was trying to get her to stop concentrating), the way she felt wrapped in his arms, and the way she moaned his name when they made love. He missed everything about her. No, he loved everything about her.
"I love you," Harry whispered, as sleep took over him.
"Love you too," Hermione whispered back, as she entwined her fingers with his and fell asleep.
In the front seat, Mrs. Granger smiled as tears welled up in her eyes."Hermione, Harry, wake up," Mrs. Granger shook them a little over an hour later. They sprang apart like they had been shocked, both of them blushing in embarrassment.
"Where are we?" Hermione mumbled groggily as she stumbled out of the car.
"McDonald's," Harry answered stretching. "C'mere sleepy head," he smiled, wrapping his arm around her waist.
"Mmm, cheeseburgers," Hermione giggled sleepily.
"That does sound pretty good," Harry grinned as they walked into the restaurant.
"What do you two want?" Mrs. Granger asked as they approached the cashier.
"A cheeseburger; no onions or pickles," Hermione replied, still dazed from her nap.
"I'll have a Big Mac, Mrs. Granger," Harry told her.
"All right, you two go find a seat, and Harry, please call me Liz," Mrs. Granger smiled at him.
"Okay, Liz," Harry grinned, steering Hermione towards an open booth.
"Are my parents watching us?" Hermione asked as they sat down.
"Uh, no, why?" Harry replied, slightly confused.
"Thank God," Hermione murmured as she took his head between her hands and brought his lips to hers. "I really needed to do that," she whispered as they broke apart.
"How much farther to your house again?" Harry grinned at her.
"An hour. Unless you want to apparate us there," Hermione wiggled her eyebrows suggestively.
"Yeah, and your parents wouldn't be suspicious," Harry laughed, shaking his head.
"Good point. How about the bathroom?" Hermione inquired, a smiled spreading across her face.
"Sounds good," Harry muttered.
"What sounds good?" Mr. Granger asked, setting a tray laden with food on the table.
"Food," Harry recovered, plastering a fake smile onto his face. If this man knew what he did to his daughter, Harry would probably be dead within seconds.
"I hope Dr. Pepper is okay with you too," Liz told them as she set four cups on the table along with straws.
"Sounds great mum," Hermione replied, unwrapping her cheeseburger and taking a bite.
"So, Harry, Hermione tells us that you play some sport on broomsticks," Mr. Granger stated, trying to start a conversation.
"Yes, sir, I do," Harry replied, taking a drink of his pop. (soda?)
"And how is this game of yours played? And call me David," Mr. Granger asked.
"Well, there are seven players on a team, three chasers, two beaters, one keeper and a seeker – that's me. There's the quaffle, which the chasers have to throw through one of three posts with hoops on the end. The beaters have bats that they use to hit bludgers – these balls that fly around trying to knock people off their brooms – and pretty much protect the other players. The keeper guards the goal posts and the seeker has to catch the snitch, which is a golden ball about the size of an acorn that flies around – that's my job. If you catch the snitch the game is over and the team whose seeker caught it gets 150 points. Whoever has the most points at the end of the match wins," Harry finished, looking between Hermione's parents.
"So this game, um," David began.
"Quidditch," Harry inserted.
"Yes, quidditch, can practically go on for days?" He asked incredulously.
"Yeah, it could. I have a book you can borrow when we get to your house," Harry offered, crunching up his empty burger wrapper.
"I'd like that," David smiled.
"I'm going to the bathroom," Hermione said, interrupting their conversation.
"Okay dear," Liz replied as Hermione walked to the back of the restaurant.
"I need to go to," Harry told them, standing up.
"Okay, we'll meet you in the car," David told him, and Harry quickly followed Hermione.
As soon as they were to the back of the restaurant, Harry pulled Hermione into a supply closet and pressed her against the door. His lips attacked hers, though she eagerly kissed him back. Harry ran his hand up her side while the other hand pulled her into him. He cupped her breast and Hermione moaned in pleasure.
"God, I've missed you," she moaned, tangling her hands in his raven locks. Harry moved to her neck, placing butterfly kisses all the way down to her collarbone and back up to her lips. After a few minutes of his assault on her, Hermione pulled away, and panting, said, "We'd better get going; they'll get suspicious."
"Do we have to?" Harry made puppy dog eyes at her.
"Yes, not that I wouldn't stay right here forever," Hermione grinned, straightening out her shirt and hair. "Okay, let's go.""What took you two so long," David asked as Harry and Hermione climbed back into the car.
"Long lines," Hermione replied casually.
"Oh, I see," Liz replied.
"Harry, is it just me or are my parents ganging up on us?" Hermione whispered to Harry.
"I think they're ganging up on us," Harry whispered back, a slightly confused expression on his face.
"We're going to play the ABC game," David announced and Harry looked at Hermione with a questioning look.
"You have to find the letters of the alphabet in order on road signs and license plates," Hermione told him as Liz said "A" and pointed to a signs with a list of upcoming towns and cities on it.
The game was full of laughter, especially when they had to find 'Q' and 'X'. After the ABC game, they played I Spy, which Harry won, with Hermione coming in at a close second.
After getting of the interstate and driving through a few streets, they pulled into the driveway of a large, two story brick house. Harry looked over at Hermione who was gazing at him intently.
"So, my room or yours?"A/N: Okay, I know this isn't very long and I know its been a while...but I swear I have a good reason! My dad had to go to Rochester, MN, up to Mayo Clinic because they thought his tumor came back again...(he's had a reoccurring tumor for ten years and a couple years ago had a spinal fusion(metal rod screwed into his spine) because he only has the right side of his rib cage...and I have to go to the doctor on Friday, the 28 because I've got scoliosis and am going to have to have surgery this summer probably so I'm going to write as much as I possibly can before I have anything done! But, on a lighter note, the doctors were wrong, my dad just has a lot of scar tissue so they thought his tumor was back when it really wasn't! yay! And that's my good news for the week...semester test are all last week and this week...ugh...so if you could please review for me...im gonna need it cause this week's gonna be pretty nerve wracking for me! Ahhhhhhhh....so much to study for, so little time...oh and here's my funny story for the week...we had a sub in science and she accidently gave us all the answers to the semester test! hahahahahaha! So that's awesome! Lol...promise not to have anymore author notes this long! And my next chapter might take longer to get out if I don't get one out this weekend yet cuz memorial day is next weekend...so okay! Don't forget to R/R! I love you all!
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