Don't Forget to Floss
By RowlingIdol (a.k.a. Lauren G.)
Harry and Hermione left the Granger's house around 3:30. Hermione had finally convinced her mother that she wanted to have a part in planning the wedding. Mrs. Granger gave Harry a strangling hug and Mr. Granger invited him to golf sometime. Harry helped Hermione into the car and walked around to the driver side.
"What do you want to do now? Lunch? Or dinner?" He teased.
"What were you wanting to do."
"Actually.... Tell Ron." Harry said, starting the car. Hermione was quiet. Harry reached over and turned on the radio.
"Are you sure?" Hermione asked softly.
"If it's okay with you." Harry pulled a U-turn out of the cul-de-sac and exited the neighborhood. Hermione closed her eyes and smiled.
"It's okay." She said. Harry smiled.
Hermione had leaned her seat in Harry's car back and was sleeping with Harry's coat over her. She woke up as she felt the car slow and run over a gravel road.
"We're almost there." Harry told her. She stretched and fixed her seat upright. The Burrow loomed up ahead. Harry pulled into the driveway. He opened the door for Hermione.
"Do you think they'll mind?" Hermione asked.
"Nah." Harry said. They walked up to the door. He knocked. Loud voices were heard from inside. Hermione looked at Harry. He shrugged. The door opened.
"Harry?" Fred asked.
"Hey uh... Fred." Harry said.
"Hey Hermione! You're here too?"
"I like the um... facial hair." Hermione said. Fred stroked his red goatee.
"George has the side burns. Come on in. Ron's getting chewed out." Hermione tugged at Harry's arm.
"Maybe we should go then." Harry said.
"No, it's all right." Fred moved aside to let them in. Harry stepped into the burrow, Hermione coming in behind him.
"Sit down. I'll try to get Ron." Harry sat down on the couch. Hermione say down next to him. Fred went into the kitchen. He nor Ron came out, it was Mrs. Weasley.
"Harry and Hermione! Dears! You came for a visit!" She wrapped them both up in hugs.
"Oh, you've arrived at a bad time." She said, pressing her hands together and shaking her head.
"Well. We could leave, Mrs. Weasley. We just wanted to talk to Ron." Hermione said.
"Welllllllllllllll. All right. RONALD!!!!!!" Mrs. Weasley yelled. Harry and Hermione cringed. Ron came out of the kitchen.
"Harry! And... Hermione. What's up?" Ron asked.
"What's up with you?" Harry asked.
"Ron got Leila pregnant." Mrs. Weasley said haughtily. Hermione's mouth dropped open, but Harry wasn't that surprised.
"Mum!!!!!" Ron whined, ears going red.
"Uh. Congratulations?" Harry said.
"Thanks!" Leila said, coming out of the kitchen. "I'm really excited. And Ron's dead meat." She said.
"Yeah. Well....." Ron muttered, rubbing the back of his neck. "So. Why are you here?" Hermione looked at Harry.
"You want to say it?" She asked. Harry nodded.
"Um. Ron. I really owe you one. For helping me." He looked at Hermione. "For helping us."
"Oh. Sure, sure. Anything for my friends." Ron grinned at Harry.
"We're getting married." Harry said. It was Ron's turn to be surprised.
"Really? Really? That's great!" Ron said. Ron gave Hermione a hug and shook Harry's hand. Leila also gave Hermione a hug and Mrs. Weasley burst into tears.
"It's like my other son getting married!" she sobbed. She almost strangled Harry to death.
"Thanks Mrs. Weasley."
"Oh. This is terrific news! I'll tell Bill and Ginny." She ran off. Harry, Hermione, Ron, and Leila stood in the family room.
"So. We should be getting back." Harry said.
"Well, good luck to you." Ron said.
"Good luck to you." Hermione returned. They all smiled and Harry and Hermione left.
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In the car, Hermione put a hand on Harry's arm.
"Harry. Let's go somewhere." She said.
"Like where?" Harry asked. Hermione shrugged and took her hand back. "Somewhere. Anywhere. Anywhere but here." She said.
"Hot or Cold." Harry said.
"Hot. Well, warm. Hot in the day and cool in the evenings." Hermione took Harry's coat from the back seat and curled it around her.
"Sounds like you have the perfect idea." Harry said, grinning.
"Well..... No airfare."
"Train-fare? Bus fare?" Harry teased.
"Harry. We can apparate. Think of how much money we'll save!"
"Just tell me where you want to go and we'll go." Harry said.
"An island." Said Hermione.
"Hermione, there thousands of islands. Pick one." Hermione tapped her chin in thought.
"Hawaii." Hermione said.
"That's going to take a lot of energy, apparating. And where will we sleep? It costs money for hotels and for restaurants." Harry turned his head and looked at Hermione. She was frowning.
"What?" He asked.
"You're such a vacation pooper." She said. Harry sighed.
"All right. All right. We'll find a hotel. When do you want to go?"
"As soon as you have a reservation." She said.
"When's that?"
"Likely this evening." She said. Harry laughed.
"Okay."
Mrs. Granger was the only one home at the Granger residence except for old, fat, Crookshanks.
"Use the phone Harry. Get a nice one." Hermione called to him, running upstairs to pack. Harry looked over the phone numbers of hotels in Hawaii that Hermione had printed off the internet. Harry called 4 before finding a good enough accommodation. He hung up the phone.
"Did you get one?" Hermione called.
"Yes. The Fairwinds." Harry said. Hermione rushed downstairs and dumped Crookshanks in his arms. Crookshanks purred lazily. Hermione rushed back upstairs.
"I need your help." Hermione said. Harry went upstairs, Crookshanks still in his arms.
"Which ones do you like best?" Hermione asked, holding up several bathing suits and sundresses.
"Well. I like that one." Harry said, pointing to the flowered blue sundress.
"Okay." Hermione flung the dress and the others into her suitcase.
"And these?" Hermione asked. Harry blushed.
"Well.... Do you only have two pieces?"
"Yes."
"Um. The burgundy one." Harry said. Hermione flung both bikinis in the suitcase. Mrs. Granger came upstairs.
"I still say this is a strange idea, dear." She said. She handed Hermione shorts, socks, undergarments, and Capri's. Hermione packed them all away.
"I need pajamas." Hermione said, rushing around her room. Mrs. Granger took Crookshanks from Harry.
"Are you sure she needs pajamas?" Mrs. Granger whispered to Harry. He went bright red. She left the room, laughing softly.
"Harry will you get my bathroom stuff together?" Hermione asked Harry, head stuck in her closet, flinging out nightgowns and other paraphernalia. Harry walked into the bathroom attached to her room.
"What do you usually use?" He called.
"Hairspray, all the makeup in the basket on the counter. Hair dryer, take all the rubber bands. A few scrunchies, the lotion under the sink, the body wash in the tub, grab the green washcloth and the cotton balls." Harry exited the bathroom with all the above. He dumped it on her bed.
"Now. Which one should I bring?" She asked, holding up the pajama sets.
"That one." Harry said, picking out the sleeveless nightgown. She threw the nightgown and another pair of pajamas in the suitcase. Hermione went into the bathroom and came out with a bag and a box of feminine pads.
"Just in case." She said. She shoved everything in the bag and stuffed it in the suitcase.
"Voila!" She said, magically magnifying the suitcase with her wand. Everything was immediately neatly packed and fit perfectly. She shut the suitcase and zipped it.
"Oh! I forgot shoes!" Hermione shrieked. Harry moaned.
At Harry's house, Sirius followed him everywhere.
"Where are you going? For how long?" He pressed.
"Not long." Was all Harry said. It took Harry about 15 minutes to pack everything he needed.
"Well. Call me long distance when you get there." Sirius said as Harry and Hermione gathered in the living room.
"We will. Bye!" And they apparated.
Note: Yay! Vacation!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Stay tuned!
By RowlingIdol (a.k.a. Lauren G.)
Harry and Hermione left the Granger's house around 3:30. Hermione had finally convinced her mother that she wanted to have a part in planning the wedding. Mrs. Granger gave Harry a strangling hug and Mr. Granger invited him to golf sometime. Harry helped Hermione into the car and walked around to the driver side.
"What do you want to do now? Lunch? Or dinner?" He teased.
"What were you wanting to do."
"Actually.... Tell Ron." Harry said, starting the car. Hermione was quiet. Harry reached over and turned on the radio.
"Are you sure?" Hermione asked softly.
"If it's okay with you." Harry pulled a U-turn out of the cul-de-sac and exited the neighborhood. Hermione closed her eyes and smiled.
"It's okay." She said. Harry smiled.
Hermione had leaned her seat in Harry's car back and was sleeping with Harry's coat over her. She woke up as she felt the car slow and run over a gravel road.
"We're almost there." Harry told her. She stretched and fixed her seat upright. The Burrow loomed up ahead. Harry pulled into the driveway. He opened the door for Hermione.
"Do you think they'll mind?" Hermione asked.
"Nah." Harry said. They walked up to the door. He knocked. Loud voices were heard from inside. Hermione looked at Harry. He shrugged. The door opened.
"Harry?" Fred asked.
"Hey uh... Fred." Harry said.
"Hey Hermione! You're here too?"
"I like the um... facial hair." Hermione said. Fred stroked his red goatee.
"George has the side burns. Come on in. Ron's getting chewed out." Hermione tugged at Harry's arm.
"Maybe we should go then." Harry said.
"No, it's all right." Fred moved aside to let them in. Harry stepped into the burrow, Hermione coming in behind him.
"Sit down. I'll try to get Ron." Harry sat down on the couch. Hermione say down next to him. Fred went into the kitchen. He nor Ron came out, it was Mrs. Weasley.
"Harry and Hermione! Dears! You came for a visit!" She wrapped them both up in hugs.
"Oh, you've arrived at a bad time." She said, pressing her hands together and shaking her head.
"Well. We could leave, Mrs. Weasley. We just wanted to talk to Ron." Hermione said.
"Welllllllllllllll. All right. RONALD!!!!!!" Mrs. Weasley yelled. Harry and Hermione cringed. Ron came out of the kitchen.
"Harry! And... Hermione. What's up?" Ron asked.
"What's up with you?" Harry asked.
"Ron got Leila pregnant." Mrs. Weasley said haughtily. Hermione's mouth dropped open, but Harry wasn't that surprised.
"Mum!!!!!" Ron whined, ears going red.
"Uh. Congratulations?" Harry said.
"Thanks!" Leila said, coming out of the kitchen. "I'm really excited. And Ron's dead meat." She said.
"Yeah. Well....." Ron muttered, rubbing the back of his neck. "So. Why are you here?" Hermione looked at Harry.
"You want to say it?" She asked. Harry nodded.
"Um. Ron. I really owe you one. For helping me." He looked at Hermione. "For helping us."
"Oh. Sure, sure. Anything for my friends." Ron grinned at Harry.
"We're getting married." Harry said. It was Ron's turn to be surprised.
"Really? Really? That's great!" Ron said. Ron gave Hermione a hug and shook Harry's hand. Leila also gave Hermione a hug and Mrs. Weasley burst into tears.
"It's like my other son getting married!" she sobbed. She almost strangled Harry to death.
"Thanks Mrs. Weasley."
"Oh. This is terrific news! I'll tell Bill and Ginny." She ran off. Harry, Hermione, Ron, and Leila stood in the family room.
"So. We should be getting back." Harry said.
"Well, good luck to you." Ron said.
"Good luck to you." Hermione returned. They all smiled and Harry and Hermione left.
********************
In the car, Hermione put a hand on Harry's arm.
"Harry. Let's go somewhere." She said.
"Like where?" Harry asked. Hermione shrugged and took her hand back. "Somewhere. Anywhere. Anywhere but here." She said.
"Hot or Cold." Harry said.
"Hot. Well, warm. Hot in the day and cool in the evenings." Hermione took Harry's coat from the back seat and curled it around her.
"Sounds like you have the perfect idea." Harry said, grinning.
"Well..... No airfare."
"Train-fare? Bus fare?" Harry teased.
"Harry. We can apparate. Think of how much money we'll save!"
"Just tell me where you want to go and we'll go." Harry said.
"An island." Said Hermione.
"Hermione, there thousands of islands. Pick one." Hermione tapped her chin in thought.
"Hawaii." Hermione said.
"That's going to take a lot of energy, apparating. And where will we sleep? It costs money for hotels and for restaurants." Harry turned his head and looked at Hermione. She was frowning.
"What?" He asked.
"You're such a vacation pooper." She said. Harry sighed.
"All right. All right. We'll find a hotel. When do you want to go?"
"As soon as you have a reservation." She said.
"When's that?"
"Likely this evening." She said. Harry laughed.
"Okay."
Mrs. Granger was the only one home at the Granger residence except for old, fat, Crookshanks.
"Use the phone Harry. Get a nice one." Hermione called to him, running upstairs to pack. Harry looked over the phone numbers of hotels in Hawaii that Hermione had printed off the internet. Harry called 4 before finding a good enough accommodation. He hung up the phone.
"Did you get one?" Hermione called.
"Yes. The Fairwinds." Harry said. Hermione rushed downstairs and dumped Crookshanks in his arms. Crookshanks purred lazily. Hermione rushed back upstairs.
"I need your help." Hermione said. Harry went upstairs, Crookshanks still in his arms.
"Which ones do you like best?" Hermione asked, holding up several bathing suits and sundresses.
"Well. I like that one." Harry said, pointing to the flowered blue sundress.
"Okay." Hermione flung the dress and the others into her suitcase.
"And these?" Hermione asked. Harry blushed.
"Well.... Do you only have two pieces?"
"Yes."
"Um. The burgundy one." Harry said. Hermione flung both bikinis in the suitcase. Mrs. Granger came upstairs.
"I still say this is a strange idea, dear." She said. She handed Hermione shorts, socks, undergarments, and Capri's. Hermione packed them all away.
"I need pajamas." Hermione said, rushing around her room. Mrs. Granger took Crookshanks from Harry.
"Are you sure she needs pajamas?" Mrs. Granger whispered to Harry. He went bright red. She left the room, laughing softly.
"Harry will you get my bathroom stuff together?" Hermione asked Harry, head stuck in her closet, flinging out nightgowns and other paraphernalia. Harry walked into the bathroom attached to her room.
"What do you usually use?" He called.
"Hairspray, all the makeup in the basket on the counter. Hair dryer, take all the rubber bands. A few scrunchies, the lotion under the sink, the body wash in the tub, grab the green washcloth and the cotton balls." Harry exited the bathroom with all the above. He dumped it on her bed.
"Now. Which one should I bring?" She asked, holding up the pajama sets.
"That one." Harry said, picking out the sleeveless nightgown. She threw the nightgown and another pair of pajamas in the suitcase. Hermione went into the bathroom and came out with a bag and a box of feminine pads.
"Just in case." She said. She shoved everything in the bag and stuffed it in the suitcase.
"Voila!" She said, magically magnifying the suitcase with her wand. Everything was immediately neatly packed and fit perfectly. She shut the suitcase and zipped it.
"Oh! I forgot shoes!" Hermione shrieked. Harry moaned.
At Harry's house, Sirius followed him everywhere.
"Where are you going? For how long?" He pressed.
"Not long." Was all Harry said. It took Harry about 15 minutes to pack everything he needed.
"Well. Call me long distance when you get there." Sirius said as Harry and Hermione gathered in the living room.
"We will. Bye!" And they apparated.
Note: Yay! Vacation!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Stay tuned!
