Harry woke to the buzzing of his clock at 8:30 the next morning. He was full of excitement. It took him no time to get dresses and head down stairs for breakfast. Aunt Petunia had fixed bacon, but as always Harry only receive a small portion of it.
By 9:00 Harry was back upstairs making sure nothing was making sure nothing was forgotten. After rummaging through his trunk to make sure he packed everything he closed the lid and secured all the buckles on it. With a little strain he managed to send it down the stairs. It landed right next to the front door.
"Okay. . .Hermione will be here in fifteen minutes, or at least I I hope she will." Those fifteen minutes seem like eternity to Harry. He paced the long hallway from the kitchen door, pass the cupboard he once called his room, and to the bottom of the stairs at least fifty times before he heard a car door out side shut rather loudly. "Hermione!" Harry shouted as he to the front door and swung it open.
"A little anxious to are we?" Hermione spoke as she neared Harry.
Harry just stared at her. It had only been four days since her last saw her, some how she seemed so much different. Her hair was neatly combed and she appeared to be wearing a bit of make up.
"Hermione, it's great to see you!" She flung her arms around his neck and hugged him very tightly. This was something she had never done before. Harry embraced her hug and noticed a sweet smell to her. He liked it.
"Oh Harry, these are my parents." Hermione said gesturing to the couple that stood behind her.
"Hello, Harry, it is so nice to finally meet you, said Mrs. Granger.
Mr. And Mrs. Granger looked like any other Muggle Harry had ever seen. Surely Uncle Vernon could manage to be nice to them for a whole five minutes.
"Would you like to come inside for a few minutes?" Harry asked as motioned for them to enter the Dursley house.
Dudley was hiding behind Uncle Vernon who was standing in the center of the hallway. Dudley was terrified of anything to do with magic people of Harry's sort. Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon did not take a liking to them either. They like normal like themselves, which is what he saw coming into his house at the very moment.
"Hi, you must be Harry's uncle," Mr. Granger said as he reached out a hard to shake with Uncle Vernon.
"I'm glad you could take Harry for the summer. The boy is a pest. Hope he doesn't give you much trouble." Uncle Vernon was not too thrilled to have these strangers in his house. "Harry you better be on your was, do not want you here any longer than you have to be."
Harry grabbed his trunk with the help of Mr. Granger and Hermione took Hedwig in her cage. Harry was leaving number four Privet Drive and would not be back for one whole year. He was in total bliss.
They packed his trunk in the back of the Granger's sports utility vehicle along with Hedwig. They then settled themselves in front of the vehicle for the tri to Hermione's house.
"So, Harry, I take it that you family isn't to fond of you?" Mrs. Granger asked looking back to him and Hermione in the back seat.
"You've guessed it." Harry said in a rather depressing tone.
"Well, don't worry dear, I promise we will take good care of you." Mrs. Granger reassured him with a smile.
"Our trip back home will not be too long, it's about and hour and half drive." Hermione added giving Harry as smiling glace.
"Thank you for allowing me to spend the holidays with you. I really do appreciate it." Spoke Harry in delighted tone.
The car ride to Hermione's was a pleasant one. Harry had never been in a vehicle for that long before. When they got back to Hermione's house Harry's bottom was feeling quite numb from sitting so long.
"Welcome to you temporary home Harry!" Hermione exclaimed as they all walked to the front door stretching.
Their house seemed just like any other Muggle home. When they walked inside Harry was to his a kitchen, and to his left a living room, in front him just to the right was a set of stairs.
"Come one Harry, I will show you your room." He and Hermione climbed the stairs. At the top there were two doors in front them. At the right end was another door. Next to the stair case on the left was another door.
"The one on the end is my parents', to the right is the bathroom, the left my room, and here, your room." Hermione said pointing to the door beside her. "Hope you like it"
Mr. Granger was pulling Harry's trunk up the stairs into Harry's new room. He placed it at the foot of the bed. "Hermione, I suppose you will show him around a bit."
"Yes sir, I will." Hermione nodded as her father left the room.
Hermione, you don't know how glad I am to be here. I don't have to go back to Privet Drive for a whole year!" Harry said.
Smiling, she looked at Harry, "well, I'm glad that you were able to come."
They were sitting on Harry's bed. "So, what do you think Ron's dad is doing in Australia?" Hermione questioned.
"No clue, hopefully it does not involve Voldemort."
"Oh Harry! Please. . ." Hermione shuttered, "do not sure that name."
"Sorry. . .I forgot. . .Hey! Maybe he is doing something with Muggles. . .you know he always seemed to be intrigued by them."
"Perhaps." Hermione added.
"Hermione, Harry. . ." sounded Mrs. Granger's voice from down stairs, "Lunch is ready."
"Okay, mum, we're coming."
They both jumped up at the same time; Hermione bumping into Harry, her forehead colliding with his. Despite the small paint each was feeling they stared into each other's eyes. Five seconds past. "Ouch! That hurt."
"Sorry Hermione." Odd things were pouring through Harry's mind. " Why had they just gazed into each others' eyes like that?" It was strange, he could not describe it, but at the same time he enjoyed looking into her chocolate brown eyes.
They started out the door and down the stairs. "Why did I just look at Harry that way?" It was awkward, but she liked it. His beautiful green eyes. For five seconds all Harry and Hermione could see were their reflections in each other's eyes.
"So, mum, what's for lunch?"
"Peanut butter and jelly sandwiches with lemonade." Mrs. Granger informed as she placed the plates side by side on the table and they sat down.
"So what do you two plan on doing all summer?"
"I thought about taking Harry to some common Muggle places that he has never been before."
"What do you mean?" Harry asked.
"Well, you said the only place the Dursleys every took you was the zoo. So, I thought you would like to see some other everyday places you've missed out on." Hermione informed him.
"Is there any place you really want to go Harry?" Hermione asked.
Thinking for a few moments and taking a bite of his sandwich it came to him. "The mall!" Harry spoke excitedly. "I've seen them on TV movies, but I've never been in one."
"All right then," Mrs. Granger said, "tomorrow I will bring you two to the mall. I am sure you will like it Harry."
"Harry, have you ever been to a movie theater?" Hermione questioned.
"No, I haven't. They take Dudley all the time, but I'm never invited." Harry said half depressingly.
"Well, I am going to treat you to a movie on Friday night. Trust me, it is so much better than watching one on TV." Hermione informed him.
They continued to talk for hours not realizing what time it was.
"It's almost midnight, I think we better go to bed." Hermione mentioned.
Quietly, they crept up the stairs and brushed their teeth. In the Granger house no tooth went without cleaning. Both of Hermione's parents were dentists.
"Goodnight Harry." Hermione gave a Harry a small hug then went to her room.
"Goodnight Hermione, see you in the morning."
Still wide-awake, Harry laid staring at the ceiling. He was thinking of how wonderful his summer was going to be. Those five seconds of gazing into Hermione's eyes kept popping into his head, not quite sure why. Harry rolled over and fell into a sweet somber, for her was no longer in a bed at number four Privet Drive.
By 9:00 Harry was back upstairs making sure nothing was making sure nothing was forgotten. After rummaging through his trunk to make sure he packed everything he closed the lid and secured all the buckles on it. With a little strain he managed to send it down the stairs. It landed right next to the front door.
"Okay. . .Hermione will be here in fifteen minutes, or at least I I hope she will." Those fifteen minutes seem like eternity to Harry. He paced the long hallway from the kitchen door, pass the cupboard he once called his room, and to the bottom of the stairs at least fifty times before he heard a car door out side shut rather loudly. "Hermione!" Harry shouted as he to the front door and swung it open.
"A little anxious to are we?" Hermione spoke as she neared Harry.
Harry just stared at her. It had only been four days since her last saw her, some how she seemed so much different. Her hair was neatly combed and she appeared to be wearing a bit of make up.
"Hermione, it's great to see you!" She flung her arms around his neck and hugged him very tightly. This was something she had never done before. Harry embraced her hug and noticed a sweet smell to her. He liked it.
"Oh Harry, these are my parents." Hermione said gesturing to the couple that stood behind her.
"Hello, Harry, it is so nice to finally meet you, said Mrs. Granger.
Mr. And Mrs. Granger looked like any other Muggle Harry had ever seen. Surely Uncle Vernon could manage to be nice to them for a whole five minutes.
"Would you like to come inside for a few minutes?" Harry asked as motioned for them to enter the Dursley house.
Dudley was hiding behind Uncle Vernon who was standing in the center of the hallway. Dudley was terrified of anything to do with magic people of Harry's sort. Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon did not take a liking to them either. They like normal like themselves, which is what he saw coming into his house at the very moment.
"Hi, you must be Harry's uncle," Mr. Granger said as he reached out a hard to shake with Uncle Vernon.
"I'm glad you could take Harry for the summer. The boy is a pest. Hope he doesn't give you much trouble." Uncle Vernon was not too thrilled to have these strangers in his house. "Harry you better be on your was, do not want you here any longer than you have to be."
Harry grabbed his trunk with the help of Mr. Granger and Hermione took Hedwig in her cage. Harry was leaving number four Privet Drive and would not be back for one whole year. He was in total bliss.
They packed his trunk in the back of the Granger's sports utility vehicle along with Hedwig. They then settled themselves in front of the vehicle for the tri to Hermione's house.
"So, Harry, I take it that you family isn't to fond of you?" Mrs. Granger asked looking back to him and Hermione in the back seat.
"You've guessed it." Harry said in a rather depressing tone.
"Well, don't worry dear, I promise we will take good care of you." Mrs. Granger reassured him with a smile.
"Our trip back home will not be too long, it's about and hour and half drive." Hermione added giving Harry as smiling glace.
"Thank you for allowing me to spend the holidays with you. I really do appreciate it." Spoke Harry in delighted tone.
The car ride to Hermione's was a pleasant one. Harry had never been in a vehicle for that long before. When they got back to Hermione's house Harry's bottom was feeling quite numb from sitting so long.
"Welcome to you temporary home Harry!" Hermione exclaimed as they all walked to the front door stretching.
Their house seemed just like any other Muggle home. When they walked inside Harry was to his a kitchen, and to his left a living room, in front him just to the right was a set of stairs.
"Come one Harry, I will show you your room." He and Hermione climbed the stairs. At the top there were two doors in front them. At the right end was another door. Next to the stair case on the left was another door.
"The one on the end is my parents', to the right is the bathroom, the left my room, and here, your room." Hermione said pointing to the door beside her. "Hope you like it"
Mr. Granger was pulling Harry's trunk up the stairs into Harry's new room. He placed it at the foot of the bed. "Hermione, I suppose you will show him around a bit."
"Yes sir, I will." Hermione nodded as her father left the room.
Hermione, you don't know how glad I am to be here. I don't have to go back to Privet Drive for a whole year!" Harry said.
Smiling, she looked at Harry, "well, I'm glad that you were able to come."
They were sitting on Harry's bed. "So, what do you think Ron's dad is doing in Australia?" Hermione questioned.
"No clue, hopefully it does not involve Voldemort."
"Oh Harry! Please. . ." Hermione shuttered, "do not sure that name."
"Sorry. . .I forgot. . .Hey! Maybe he is doing something with Muggles. . .you know he always seemed to be intrigued by them."
"Perhaps." Hermione added.
"Hermione, Harry. . ." sounded Mrs. Granger's voice from down stairs, "Lunch is ready."
"Okay, mum, we're coming."
They both jumped up at the same time; Hermione bumping into Harry, her forehead colliding with his. Despite the small paint each was feeling they stared into each other's eyes. Five seconds past. "Ouch! That hurt."
"Sorry Hermione." Odd things were pouring through Harry's mind. " Why had they just gazed into each others' eyes like that?" It was strange, he could not describe it, but at the same time he enjoyed looking into her chocolate brown eyes.
They started out the door and down the stairs. "Why did I just look at Harry that way?" It was awkward, but she liked it. His beautiful green eyes. For five seconds all Harry and Hermione could see were their reflections in each other's eyes.
"So, mum, what's for lunch?"
"Peanut butter and jelly sandwiches with lemonade." Mrs. Granger informed as she placed the plates side by side on the table and they sat down.
"So what do you two plan on doing all summer?"
"I thought about taking Harry to some common Muggle places that he has never been before."
"What do you mean?" Harry asked.
"Well, you said the only place the Dursleys every took you was the zoo. So, I thought you would like to see some other everyday places you've missed out on." Hermione informed him.
"Is there any place you really want to go Harry?" Hermione asked.
Thinking for a few moments and taking a bite of his sandwich it came to him. "The mall!" Harry spoke excitedly. "I've seen them on TV movies, but I've never been in one."
"All right then," Mrs. Granger said, "tomorrow I will bring you two to the mall. I am sure you will like it Harry."
"Harry, have you ever been to a movie theater?" Hermione questioned.
"No, I haven't. They take Dudley all the time, but I'm never invited." Harry said half depressingly.
"Well, I am going to treat you to a movie on Friday night. Trust me, it is so much better than watching one on TV." Hermione informed him.
They continued to talk for hours not realizing what time it was.
"It's almost midnight, I think we better go to bed." Hermione mentioned.
Quietly, they crept up the stairs and brushed their teeth. In the Granger house no tooth went without cleaning. Both of Hermione's parents were dentists.
"Goodnight Harry." Hermione gave a Harry a small hug then went to her room.
"Goodnight Hermione, see you in the morning."
Still wide-awake, Harry laid staring at the ceiling. He was thinking of how wonderful his summer was going to be. Those five seconds of gazing into Hermione's eyes kept popping into his head, not quite sure why. Harry rolled over and fell into a sweet somber, for her was no longer in a bed at number four Privet Drive.