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The London's Eye
Chapter two: Arrival at the Granger's.
Harry woke up next morning at seven o'clock. He was so excited that he couldn't go back to sleep anymore. He went downstairs, got hold of a sandwich and went upstairs again. He didn't know when Hermione would call, what was very frustrating. Harry couldn't wait any longer, so he decided to call himself. The Dursley's wouldn't alow him to use the phone, but they were asleep. Harry dialed Hermione's number and waited impatiently.
"John Granger, speaking."
"Er, hi, I'm Harry Potter and –.."
"Ah, Harry, you're calling for Hermione aren't ya?"
"Yeah!"
"I'll get her for ya, just a second."
"Hermione Granger?"
"Hermione!!! It's me, Harry!"
"HARRY! How wonderful to hear you're voice again!" said Hermione.
"Yeah, same here! Hey, I was wondering..."
"If the offer still counts? Of course! You can come. Is it okay with those people there?"
"Yeah!"
"Cool! We'll pick you up in, let's say...an hour?"
"Sounds great to me! Oh dear, I can hear someone coming down the stairs! Gotta go!"
"Ok, bye Harry!!!"
"Bye, Herms, see you."
Harry bolted to the couch and pretended nothing happened. Uncle Vernon entered the room.
"Ah, it's you! When do we get rid of you?"
Harry found this a very mean 'hello', but he held his tongue.
"In about an hour." Harry said happily.
"Fine, well, go upstairs, I don't want you here." Uncle Vernon snapped.
Harry was very relieved he could go upstairs, because he still had to pack his stuff. When he had placed Hedwig's cage in the entry hall, he went to sit on the stairs, waiting impatiently for the doorbell to ring. Five minutes left...she could be here anytime now...2 minutes...one...30 seconds...20...10....
"PRING!!!"
'That's Hermione,' he thought, 'Always on time.'
He opened the door. He heard a shriek and all he saw was a bunch of brown hair.
"Harry! So good to see you again! You can't believe how much we missed you!" Hermione gave him a rib-cracking hug.
"Hi Herms." He said
"Hermione, let the poor guy breathe!"
"Yeah..." Hermione said breathlessly, while letting go of Harry.
"Hya mate, good to see you again!" Ron said, a grin appearing on his face at the sight of Harry.
"Hey Ron, same here! Well, let's go!"
"Don't you wanna say 'goodbye' to your Aunt an' Uncle?" Hermione asked.
"Nah, they won't even notice I'm gone!" Harry responded.
They went to the car. When everybody was inside, they started driving...(A/N: duh!!!).
"You have no idea how glad I am I could come over, I was dying in there!!!" Harry said.
Well, Harry, you have no idea how glad we were you could come over! Really!" Hermione responded, beaming all over the place.
'Wow, she surely looks hot!' Harry thought, 'Woa, where did that come from???'
'Maybe you fancy her...' It was his inner-voice.
'Yeah, that's a possibility, but she fancies Ron, so no chance for me there."
"Come on, guys, you don't wanna freeze out there!" It was Mrs. Granger's voice. They'd arrived five minutes ago and the trio was looking at the beautiful garden. "Hello there, Harry! Ron!" Mrs. Granger said. "Hi, fancy meeting you, Mrs. Granger and thanks for inviting me!" Harry said
"Oww, no problem. I always love to have people around. Hermione, why don't you show them where their rooms are?"
"Oh, yeah, ok!"
They walked up the stairs and Hermione showed them a room with two single beds and a desk. "I know it's not that much, but you only have to sleep in here." she said.
Oh, I don't mind." Ron said.
Harry hadn't said anything since they entered the room, he was gazing at a picture of Hermione and himself. The Picture-Harry was looking at a very odd way to the Picture-Hermione. And the Picture-Hermione did the same.
"Harry?" Hermione sounded very anxious.
"Oh, srry, 'Mione, I think it's wonderful." Hermione turned slightly pink.
"Cool photo you've got here!" Harry said with a grin.
"Yeah..." Hermione said.
Harry locked eyes with Hermione. Emerald green with Hazelnut brown...then:
"Hello??? Earth to Harry and Hermione!" It was Ron, he was waving his hands in front of Harry's face. Harry jumped and said: "er...srry Ron...I uhm...kinda dozed off there"
"Yeah, right, never mind." Ron said. Hermione was now brighty red.
"DINNER! AND HERMIONE? DAD'S HOME!" came Mrs. Granger's voice. Hermione, obvious happy with this intermission, yelled: "COMING!" Hermione walked out of the room, trying to look at anything but Harry. Ron followed and Harry more slow.
'Wow, what was that all about? Where are all these thoughts coming from?!?! Maybe...' With a puzzled look on his face, Harry walked into the dining room.
Later that evening, when Harry was lying in his bed, he was lost in a train of thoughts: 'This is goin' to be the best summer of my life!' And with that, he fell asleep.
A/N: That's chapter two. I've changed it a bit, because of some reviews, but I can assure you that there will be some fluffy-ness in the next chapter :P. I'm busy writing chapter three, but I can't promise anything, cause I'm going to France next week...srry for that.
The London's Eye
Chapter two: Arrival at the Granger's.
Harry woke up next morning at seven o'clock. He was so excited that he couldn't go back to sleep anymore. He went downstairs, got hold of a sandwich and went upstairs again. He didn't know when Hermione would call, what was very frustrating. Harry couldn't wait any longer, so he decided to call himself. The Dursley's wouldn't alow him to use the phone, but they were asleep. Harry dialed Hermione's number and waited impatiently.
"John Granger, speaking."
"Er, hi, I'm Harry Potter and –.."
"Ah, Harry, you're calling for Hermione aren't ya?"
"Yeah!"
"I'll get her for ya, just a second."
"Hermione Granger?"
"Hermione!!! It's me, Harry!"
"HARRY! How wonderful to hear you're voice again!" said Hermione.
"Yeah, same here! Hey, I was wondering..."
"If the offer still counts? Of course! You can come. Is it okay with those people there?"
"Yeah!"
"Cool! We'll pick you up in, let's say...an hour?"
"Sounds great to me! Oh dear, I can hear someone coming down the stairs! Gotta go!"
"Ok, bye Harry!!!"
"Bye, Herms, see you."
Harry bolted to the couch and pretended nothing happened. Uncle Vernon entered the room.
"Ah, it's you! When do we get rid of you?"
Harry found this a very mean 'hello', but he held his tongue.
"In about an hour." Harry said happily.
"Fine, well, go upstairs, I don't want you here." Uncle Vernon snapped.
Harry was very relieved he could go upstairs, because he still had to pack his stuff. When he had placed Hedwig's cage in the entry hall, he went to sit on the stairs, waiting impatiently for the doorbell to ring. Five minutes left...she could be here anytime now...2 minutes...one...30 seconds...20...10....
"PRING!!!"
'That's Hermione,' he thought, 'Always on time.'
He opened the door. He heard a shriek and all he saw was a bunch of brown hair.
"Harry! So good to see you again! You can't believe how much we missed you!" Hermione gave him a rib-cracking hug.
"Hi Herms." He said
"Hermione, let the poor guy breathe!"
"Yeah..." Hermione said breathlessly, while letting go of Harry.
"Hya mate, good to see you again!" Ron said, a grin appearing on his face at the sight of Harry.
"Hey Ron, same here! Well, let's go!"
"Don't you wanna say 'goodbye' to your Aunt an' Uncle?" Hermione asked.
"Nah, they won't even notice I'm gone!" Harry responded.
They went to the car. When everybody was inside, they started driving...(A/N: duh!!!).
"You have no idea how glad I am I could come over, I was dying in there!!!" Harry said.
Well, Harry, you have no idea how glad we were you could come over! Really!" Hermione responded, beaming all over the place.
'Wow, she surely looks hot!' Harry thought, 'Woa, where did that come from???'
'Maybe you fancy her...' It was his inner-voice.
'Yeah, that's a possibility, but she fancies Ron, so no chance for me there."
"Come on, guys, you don't wanna freeze out there!" It was Mrs. Granger's voice. They'd arrived five minutes ago and the trio was looking at the beautiful garden. "Hello there, Harry! Ron!" Mrs. Granger said. "Hi, fancy meeting you, Mrs. Granger and thanks for inviting me!" Harry said
"Oww, no problem. I always love to have people around. Hermione, why don't you show them where their rooms are?"
"Oh, yeah, ok!"
They walked up the stairs and Hermione showed them a room with two single beds and a desk. "I know it's not that much, but you only have to sleep in here." she said.
Oh, I don't mind." Ron said.
Harry hadn't said anything since they entered the room, he was gazing at a picture of Hermione and himself. The Picture-Harry was looking at a very odd way to the Picture-Hermione. And the Picture-Hermione did the same.
"Harry?" Hermione sounded very anxious.
"Oh, srry, 'Mione, I think it's wonderful." Hermione turned slightly pink.
"Cool photo you've got here!" Harry said with a grin.
"Yeah..." Hermione said.
Harry locked eyes with Hermione. Emerald green with Hazelnut brown...then:
"Hello??? Earth to Harry and Hermione!" It was Ron, he was waving his hands in front of Harry's face. Harry jumped and said: "er...srry Ron...I uhm...kinda dozed off there"
"Yeah, right, never mind." Ron said. Hermione was now brighty red.
"DINNER! AND HERMIONE? DAD'S HOME!" came Mrs. Granger's voice. Hermione, obvious happy with this intermission, yelled: "COMING!" Hermione walked out of the room, trying to look at anything but Harry. Ron followed and Harry more slow.
'Wow, what was that all about? Where are all these thoughts coming from?!?! Maybe...' With a puzzled look on his face, Harry walked into the dining room.
Later that evening, when Harry was lying in his bed, he was lost in a train of thoughts: 'This is goin' to be the best summer of my life!' And with that, he fell asleep.
A/N: That's chapter two. I've changed it a bit, because of some reviews, but I can assure you that there will be some fluffy-ness in the next chapter :P. I'm busy writing chapter three, but I can't promise anything, cause I'm going to France next week...srry for that.