When Hermione awoke the next morning, she found that her parents had already left to go to work. So she began to make breakfast, pausing every once in a while to listen for sounds of movement from Harry's room. Since she heard nothing, she assumed he was still in bed, However she soon discovered that this was not true.
"Morning,"she heard a quiet voice say from behind her.
"Harry!, morning," she said, still recovering from the slight shock his silent appearance had caused. "Did you sleep well? Aren't you up early?," she asked.
"Yes, actually I did sleep alright," he replied, leaning up against the counter near her. " I always wake up pretty early during the summer. Oh, I hope you don't mind, but I went ahead and took a shower," he said looking slightly sheepish. Harry had always polite, and she assumed this was just another way of trying to be polite to his hosts. Although the way he was looking at her was starting to make her blush, which in turn made his smile even wider. She was tempted to stay quiet, if only to make sure he kept smiling. It had been so long since he'd really smiled around them, and she had missed it more than she thought.
"Of course I don't mind, Harry you can do what you like, it's your summer also," she said. "So, do you want some breakfast?" Harry smiled and nodded, looking happy at the change of subject. As they sat down to eat, Hermione asked, "So, is there anything you want to do today?"
"No, not really," Harry replied, "is there anything you have planned?"
Hermione shook her head no, as she had a mouthful of eggs. "No," she said, swallowing,"usually I would do my homework during the day, but I doubt you want to do that." Surprisingly, Harry shrugged. "Well," she continued, "the day is pretty much ours to do what we want, except for Luch, which my parents are usually home for lunch. They come home at around six, then we eat. I know it sounds boring."
"No," Harry smiled, "it sounds great, and I might actually be up for a bit of homework right now." This surprised Hermione, but she didn't comment.
So together they gathered up all their summer homework and set to work on it out in the sitting room, occasionally commenting on a particularly difficult problem, but working for the most part in companionable silence. When lunchtime came around, Hermione was startled out of her studying by the sound of the front door slamming. Harry was on his feet in an instant, looking inquiringly at Hermione. She shrugged in answer to his look, as she no clue what was going on. She heard a series of slams coming from the kitchen, and assumed that her mother was most likely more than a little angry. She signaled to Harry to wait and walked into the kitchen, where her mother had begun to make lunch. Though she continued to slam plates and utensils around the large kitchen, her mother's anger diminished somewhat upon seeing Hermione standing at the door looking thoroughly frightened.
"I'm sorry dear, it's just...,"her mother trailed off, looking upset, "your grandmother decided she's coming for dinner."
"Oh," Hermione nodded, it made sense now. Her grandmother was a nosy old woman, and took it upon herself to make sure her son and only granddaughter were well taken care of. However, in order to fill this "duty" of hers, it meant that every once in a while (all the time), it would be necessary to step on her daughter-in-law's toes. This never seemed to bug her grandmother, as she was convinced there could be no other way to do things than her own. Hermione's mother tried desperately not to take the elderly lady's criticism to heart, but often failed. As a result, Amy Granger dreaded her visits, and tried everything to get out of them. It seemed her mother had been unsuccessful this time though, and Hermione felt for her.
"Tonight?," she asked tentatively, not wanting to make her mother angry.
Hermione's mother nodded, throwing a dishrag into the sink, having completed the sandwiches laid out for lunch. "She wanted to see you before you left for school, and when I told you had a guest, she said she would bring along your grandfather to make it even, oh, and that I shouldn't make that casserole I made last time. It wasn't very good." She sighed tiredly and looked around.
Hermione, sensing that her mother was in need of time to herself, took two of the sandwiches, and said "go lay down for a while, Harry and I can take care of ourselves, I'll get you in time to go back to work." Her mother smiled gratefully and shuffled upstairs, looking worn-out.
As Hermione entered the sitting room with their lunches, Harry looked up from his homework, asking what was wrong. Hermione explained as he took the sandwiches from her, setting them down on the table where they had been sitting.
When she finished telling him what had happened, he smiled and said, "well, at least we know what we're doing tonight." He laughed, and reached over and laid his hand on hers. "It'll be fine, I promise"
She nodded dumbly and turned on the t.v., not really paying attention to the show.

Now I know this is pathetically short, but as I said before, I have all my term papers due right away, and this is just a filler chapter. The action should be picking up in the next chapter, which is in the works right now. It should be ready to post by the time I get back from vacation. Keep your fingers crossed so I don't run out of ideas, although I do see a plot emerging (slowly), and keep those reviews coming, I still want more input on if Sirius should come back by the way. Thank you SO much to Logan Potter, Kitimat-born, Kris, and Ever in the Shadows.