An hour later Harry had sent Hedwig and was packed and ready to go. When the doorbell rang Harry ran to the door. He opened it and the first thing he saw was Hermione and her parents but a second later his vision was clouded by a head of brown hair. When Hermione finally let go Harry was amazed. Hermione had changed a lot over the summer. Her once very bushy hair was now straight and framed her face perfectly. And she had applied just a touch of make-up, which Harry felt was the perfect amount.
"Harry! It's so good to see you!" Hermione exclaimed.
"Hermione?" Harry questioned with a smile.
"Ha Ha Very funny." Hermione retorted sarcastically. "Are you ready to go?"
"Yeah" Harry made a move to grab his trunk.
"Oh no! Let me get that!" Mr. Granger said.
"Thanks" Harry replied. Mr. and Mrs. Granger left carrying the trunk between them but when Harry and Hermione started to follow they heard a voice from behind them.
"What's a girl like you doing hanging out with a loser like Harry?" It was Harry's enormous cousin Dudley.
"Your cousin is not a loser you git!" Hermione snapped. Dudley grabbed her wrist and pulled her so close her face was mere inches away from his.
"You don't know him very well, do you?" Dudley had a sickening smile on his face.
"Hey Ickle Duddykins oops I'm not supposed to use your pet name in front of anyone am I? Oh well she's a witch too ya know." Harry piped up while Hermione tried to suppress a giggle.
"No she's not! Witches are ugly and green with warts all over!" A second later Harry was pointing his wand at Dudley who was now on the floor clutching his cheek. Hermione had slapped him, hard. There was a trickle of blood running down his cheek where her nails had scratched him. Harry looked at Hermione she was looking at Dudley in disgust. She looked to Harry.
"Your cousin is a pig!" Then she turned on her heel her nose high in the air and walked out the open door with Harry right on her tail.
Once at the Granger's house Harry went upstairs to unpack a couple of things and get settled in. A couple minutes later Hermione came up to help. When she came in Harry noticed it looked as though she had applied a little more red blush right around her eyes. After they were done they sat down (Harry on his bed and Hermione on what would have been Ron's) to talk. Harry looked at Hermione and noticed that her lip had begun to tremble. He was going to ask what was wrong when she got control of it. Then it started again this time much worse.
"Hermione is everything all right?" Harry asked concernedly. All of a sudden Hermione burst into tears. Harry felt a strange need to comport her. He went over and sat next to her he put his arms around her and let her cry onto his chest. After a while he got curious again and decided to question her about what was so upsetting. "Hermione what's wrong?" He asked in a low comporting voice.
"Oh Harry it's my grandfather... he past away last night!" Hermione buried her face in his Harry's chest once again.
"Oh Hermione! I'm so sorry!" He didn't know what else to say so he just sat there and comported her. After a while Hermione stopped crying. She looked up at Harry.
"Thanks" She whispered timidly.
Harry wiped a tear away from her cheek. "Anytime" Hermione looked down and blushed slightly. Harry leaned down to hug her but when he did Hermione looked back up at him and there lips met Harry and Hermione felt like they were both in Heaven that is until about five seconds later when they both came to there senses and sprung apart. Harry threw himself onto his bed and within seconds Hermione had somehow gotten all the way over to the other end of the room. She started pacing nervously. Then the ranting came.
"OH MY GOSH! OH MY GOSH! OH MY GOSH! What were we thinking?!? We were just caught up in the moment yea that's it. UGH! We can't tell Ron about this we'll never hear the end of it!" Hermione rambled on and on with Harry looking on in shock until the door opened and Mr. Granger's head popped in.
"Dinner's ready." He announced and with that he was gone. Harry and Hermione glanced at each other and then sprang for the door thankful for something to think about instead of what their minds were currently dwelling on.
"Harry! It's so good to see you!" Hermione exclaimed.
"Hermione?" Harry questioned with a smile.
"Ha Ha Very funny." Hermione retorted sarcastically. "Are you ready to go?"
"Yeah" Harry made a move to grab his trunk.
"Oh no! Let me get that!" Mr. Granger said.
"Thanks" Harry replied. Mr. and Mrs. Granger left carrying the trunk between them but when Harry and Hermione started to follow they heard a voice from behind them.
"What's a girl like you doing hanging out with a loser like Harry?" It was Harry's enormous cousin Dudley.
"Your cousin is not a loser you git!" Hermione snapped. Dudley grabbed her wrist and pulled her so close her face was mere inches away from his.
"You don't know him very well, do you?" Dudley had a sickening smile on his face.
"Hey Ickle Duddykins oops I'm not supposed to use your pet name in front of anyone am I? Oh well she's a witch too ya know." Harry piped up while Hermione tried to suppress a giggle.
"No she's not! Witches are ugly and green with warts all over!" A second later Harry was pointing his wand at Dudley who was now on the floor clutching his cheek. Hermione had slapped him, hard. There was a trickle of blood running down his cheek where her nails had scratched him. Harry looked at Hermione she was looking at Dudley in disgust. She looked to Harry.
"Your cousin is a pig!" Then she turned on her heel her nose high in the air and walked out the open door with Harry right on her tail.
Once at the Granger's house Harry went upstairs to unpack a couple of things and get settled in. A couple minutes later Hermione came up to help. When she came in Harry noticed it looked as though she had applied a little more red blush right around her eyes. After they were done they sat down (Harry on his bed and Hermione on what would have been Ron's) to talk. Harry looked at Hermione and noticed that her lip had begun to tremble. He was going to ask what was wrong when she got control of it. Then it started again this time much worse.
"Hermione is everything all right?" Harry asked concernedly. All of a sudden Hermione burst into tears. Harry felt a strange need to comport her. He went over and sat next to her he put his arms around her and let her cry onto his chest. After a while he got curious again and decided to question her about what was so upsetting. "Hermione what's wrong?" He asked in a low comporting voice.
"Oh Harry it's my grandfather... he past away last night!" Hermione buried her face in his Harry's chest once again.
"Oh Hermione! I'm so sorry!" He didn't know what else to say so he just sat there and comported her. After a while Hermione stopped crying. She looked up at Harry.
"Thanks" She whispered timidly.
Harry wiped a tear away from her cheek. "Anytime" Hermione looked down and blushed slightly. Harry leaned down to hug her but when he did Hermione looked back up at him and there lips met Harry and Hermione felt like they were both in Heaven that is until about five seconds later when they both came to there senses and sprung apart. Harry threw himself onto his bed and within seconds Hermione had somehow gotten all the way over to the other end of the room. She started pacing nervously. Then the ranting came.
"OH MY GOSH! OH MY GOSH! OH MY GOSH! What were we thinking?!? We were just caught up in the moment yea that's it. UGH! We can't tell Ron about this we'll never hear the end of it!" Hermione rambled on and on with Harry looking on in shock until the door opened and Mr. Granger's head popped in.
"Dinner's ready." He announced and with that he was gone. Harry and Hermione glanced at each other and then sprang for the door thankful for something to think about instead of what their minds were currently dwelling on.