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Authors Note: This didn't turn out the way I wanted for some reason…oh well, probably because a friend was making me angry while I was writing.

Chapter 3: My mum's a dentist, dad's one too.

Ron and Hermione found themselves in the Dursley's kitchen leaning against the worktop, Harry's aunt and uncle had retired to the living room fearful of what those 'ruddy nutcases' would do. They could hear them talking about calling the police if they so much as broke a cup.

"I thought I heard someone call for you at the door, who would want to talk to you?" Dudley entered the kitchen, an empty plate in his hand which he nearly dropped as his eyes took in Harry's two friends. "Who are you?" He asked quite rudely, his voice squeaking slightly.

Ron smiled. "Ron Weasley, I think we met a few years ago, you ate one of my brother's sweets." He could barely contain the glee in his voice as he reached into a pocket and produced a sweet. "Would you like another one? I swear they won't do the tongue thing."

"No!" Dudley exclaimed, his eyes widening and a hand going to his mouth. "No thank you. I'm not hungry."

Shrugging, Ron popped the sweet into his mouth. "Suit yourself, your loss."

"I'm Hermione Granger." Hermione said whilst shooting a look at Ron that told him not to be so mean though she to was enjoying seeing Harry's larger then average cousin frightened. "It's a nice house you have. You must be Harry's cousin."

"Yeah, Harry's." Dudley murmured as he backed from the door and almost ran up the stairs, the stairs creaking under the strain. The house seemed to shake as a door upstairs slammed shut.

"I don't know what to say." Harry said as he handed each of them a cup of tea, a grin cracked across his face. "Just I think I should invite you around more as that was amazing!" He laughed and consequently choked on his tea causing him to go into a fit of coughing. Wheezing, he caught his breath before continuing. "Do you want to meet my aunt and uncle?"

"Love to." Ron said instantly after downing his tea with a grimace. "Any relative of yours is my friend."

"Just a second," Hermione replied reaching into her bag, both looked at her in askance. "Phone," Was her only explanation as she removed a small mobile phone, which was issuing the tune to the Magic Roundabout, and answered it. "Yes mum, I'm at Harry's." She put her hand over the mouthpiece and glanced at Harry before nodding towards Ron who was staring at the phone with a glint in his eye that somewhat resembled his fathers when electricity was mentioned. "Do you have somewhere more… private?"

Harry tried to suppress his laughter as he nodded and pointed to the hallway while holding Ron back who looked as though he would follow. "Let's go see my aunt and uncle. Maybe Hermione will let you play with her mobile later, I'm sure she has it insured."

"Mobile?"

"Portable telephone, the thing you couldn't keep your eyes off, everyone has them. Maybe I'll buy you a nice pink one." Ron only narrowed his eyes.

They entered the living room and Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon immediately stood up, looking at Ron as though he had leprosy. "You're one of his friends aren't you? From that crazy school." Vernon blurted out before he could stop himself.

"Obviously."

Both adults backed away until their legs hit the back of their sofa making them both to fall heavily, their eyes never left Ron. They knew what Harry was capable of but a wizard that had known he was one all his life… that was an uncertainty. "Well…er…when will you be back?" Uncle Vernon asked, trying vainly to sound civil.

"Next summer most likely and then I will have finished school so would have left here." Harry said in just as cool a voice.

"Well…er… that's good." Aunt Petunia exchanged a glance with Uncle Vernon, if Harry had not been present they probably would have been dancing around with joy, her face fell as she saw Harry seat himself on one of the chairs and the ginger haired boy follow his lead, obviously they weren't going as soon as she thought. "Would you like a biscuit?" She asked nervously, pushing the plate of them towards Ron who happily accepted one.

"Mum's just got a new job at a different dentist practice." Hermione announced as she walked into the living room, she stopped when she had taken in the scene –Mr and Mrs Dursley on one side of the room and Harry and Ron on the other. "Oh…Hello Mr and Mrs Dursley, I'm Hermione Granger."

"You're another one of those…wizards," Uncle Vernon said almost spitting out the last word, his face going slightly purple.

"Yes I am though my parents are muggles…non magical folk." Hermione said calmly, taking no offence at the words Uncle Vernon had spoken. "My mum's a dentist for a private company and my dad is a dentist also but for the NHS."

"Well that's nice to hear." Silence descended on the room once more before Petunia continued. "Biscuit?"

"Hermione?" Harry said suddenly, "Would you mind helping me with my trunk." He knew he was being evil leaving Ron with the muggles but over the last couple of years his friend seemed to have taken the same view as his father towards them, Ron would keep his Aunt and Uncle on their toes for a while.

Nodding, Hermione followed Harry into the hallway; they could just hear Ron asking about the television and how they managed to get the pictures to move without magic, Uncle Vernon gave a somewhat reserved answer. Upstairs Harry explained that he had sent Hedwig to the Weasley's, knowing that it wouldn't be good to take an owl with them.

Before long they had the trunk secured to the roof rack, Ron came out of the house with a very reluctant Mr and Mrs Dursley who stayed away from Ron, giving him glances that looked as though they thought he belonged in a mental hospital. Harry guessed Dudley had hidden under his bed to avoid a relative of the twins.

"Nice car." Uncle Vernon said to Hermione as he looked over the Corsa which was parked behind his own, leaving no easy escape if they needed it.

Hermione smiled. "Thank you; it was a present from my parents. It's a P-reg 1.8 litre." She said, informing him about things any right muggle would know.

Vernon still looked over the car as though trying to spot anything unnatural about it, he too could remember the incident with the Ford Anglia; it had left him with a bruised back for several weeks. "Nice car, very nice." He said absently. "Thought your type preferred using sticks to fly on."

Helping Ron into the back of the car, Harry couldn't help grinning; he had never seen his Uncle so disconcerted and at what could only be a loss for words. "You ready Hermione?" He asked. "Goodbye Uncle Vernon, Aunt Petunia."

Hermione climbed into the driver's seat and switched on the engine, Ron leaned forward grasping the back of Harry's seat. "Well we're ready to go then… would have liked to see more of Dudley though and I meant it about the sweets they were only some muggle pear drops, perfectly harmless."

"Just a sec." Harry said as Hermione prepared to reverse the car, he opened the window shouting to his uncle who was almost through the door. "I forgot one thing, I left the Monster Book of Monsters in my room, it didn't seem to want to come on holiday with me. Just stroke it and it should just act like a kitten." The trio burst into laughter at Mr Dursley's suddenly pale face. "I had to leave him something." Harry explained as they backed down the drive. "After all he's looked after me for such a long time. Snappy should replace me just nicely."

"Snappy?"

"You named your car didn't you?"

"Hermione! You didn't?!" Ron exclaimed with a grin of delight.

"Harry!"

"What? Didn't you tell Ron about Penelope?"

TBC

Nope still don't like it.

Next chapter: Ron experiences a travel lodge and some other stuff…hmm…spiders.

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