Chapter Four Meet the Parents
Nine o' clock, the next day, Hermione unlocks the front door then, turns to her parents and says, "You have to be quiet. My housemates are probably sleeping."
"What are they, vampires?"
"DAD! No, Harry works nights and Remus... I'm not sure what he does, something with rights for half humans, I think."
Hermione and her parents carried her things up to her room and with the help of Hermione's magic were almost done, in around three and, that includes trips back and forth to reload the car.
As her parents were bringing in the last boxes, A man came out of the back room in nothing but flannel pajama pants, and went into the loo, without a word, not noticing the visitors in his house.
A minute or so later, Hermione brings in the last box.
"Hermione, dear, who was the man, who came out of that room?"
"Oh, probably Harry, wh?"
"Harry, as in your best friend from school."
"And the other fellow?"
"Which one?"
"The other one your living with?"
"Remus Lupin?"
"Your former professor?"
"Yeah, he's like family to Harry."
"Why does he protest for half human rights?"
"He's a werewolf."
"Is he dangerous?" asked Mrs. Granger in a panic striken voice.
"He goes to a secure location for his transformations, you don't have to worry."
'You don't have to worry about your werewolf daughter either.'
Harry starts to walk by Hermione's room, when he hears the voices, looks in, "Uh... he, uh.. I'll be right back," and he dashed back to his room, to put on clothes, most prominately a shirt.
Harry comes back a few minutes later clad in his usual in horrible repair jeans and a big grey woolen sweater.
"Sorry about that, didn't know there were people about."
"It's alright, Harry is that sweater a Dursley hammydown?"
"No, I purchesed this sweater when Tonks and Remus dragged me shopping, I love it."
"Nice to meet you again, Harry," Mister Granger stuck out his hand.
"You too, sir, and you as well, Mrs. Granger."
"Thank you, is this your house, Harry?" asked Hermione's mother.
"Yes, ma'am. I bought it after I got out of Auror traning."
"What's Auror training?" asked Mister Granger.
"I guess you could compare it to police academy or boot camp, though it lasts three years and is much more rigourous."
"Is it the wizarding worlds version of police then?"
"Yeah, it is."
"What are your duties?"
"At the moment, I alternate between reseaching other Aurors cases and guarding the wizarding worlds prison, Azkaban, hopefully my next stint there won't be till January, I just got back end of August."
"Really, I didn't know that, you've only been free for a little over a week then?" Hermione asked.
"Yeah," he nodded, "I'm going downstairs for some breakfast... or lunch rather, would the three of you like to join me?"
"Sorry Harry, we just ate."
"If you'd like anything to munch on or drink later, help yourself."
"Where are you going?"
"To eat, then do some laundry. Have any you need done?"
Hermione glanced over to her overflowing laundry basket and answered, "No, that's okay."
"Hermione, you have an overflowing basket in plain sight. I don't mind," and without a word from Hermione, he plucked up the basket and carried it down with him.
"That was nice of him," said Mrs. Granger.
"He didn't have to."
"He must be bored," commented Hermione's Dad.
"Maybe you should let him catalog your books, sweetie?"
"Mum! Then I wouldn't have anything to keep me busy, since he just took my dirty laundry."
There's chapter five, the last till after January fourth. I'm going to LA for New Years, leave tomorrow, and get back the 4th of 2005. Then I go home from the 4th to before the 10th, when I start school again. Hope everyone has had and will continue to have a happy holiday. Sorry for the horrible spacing in chapter two, it should be fixed now.
