Summer Love
Chapter 3
"It isn't a very long drive. It's only about fifteen minutes," Hermione told Harry.
"You live that close?" asked Harry, amazed.
Hermione nodded. "We live on this street. It's down the road a bit from here. I think you'll like the house!" Hermione said excitedly as they turned onto Rose Terrace Drive. It was a lovely road bordered by large, brick-front houses. It was quite a sight.
At last, they turned onto a long, sweeping drive up to one of the biggest houses Harry had seen yet. It had a vast and beautiful front lawn and in behind the backyard of the house there were wild woods covered in vines and moss just itching to be explored.
Harry sat thunderstruck, captivated by the massive house. "It's amazing!" he breathed once he got over his amazement. "My God,it's beautiful!"
"Come on," Hermione said, opening his car door, and extending her hand to help him out in complete role reversal.
Harry got out of the car and proceeded to unload his trunk and an encaged Hedwig and carried them inside with Hermione following close behind, eager to see his next reaction. Harry froze in the entryway, gazing up at an impressive marble staircase.
"Who are you people? I thought you told me your parents were dentists, not the Queen's long lost sister and her husband," Harry uttered incredulously.
"Oh, yes, my parents are the Queen's siblings and I'm Queen Mab in disguise," Hermione replied sarcastically, shaking her head. "My mum inherited quite a lot of money from a millionaire uncle. She was his only living relative when he died."
"Oh."
Hermione took the arm of her awestruck friend and happily pulled him up the stairs where she promptly inquired, "Which room do you want? We have rooms in many colors. We have rooms on all of the floors. Some are furnished in mahogany, some in cherry wood, or other types of materials, all to suit the fancies of our house guests," she explained quickly.
"Er… I don't know. Give me anything. Surely any room in this house would be amazing," he told Hermione.
"Okay!" Hermione led him up another level of stairs and then turned off down a hallway.
She showed him her room, which was painted sky blue and continued down the hall to a scarlet room with cherry wood furnishings and gold accents. The gold and scarlet décor was beautiful. The whole room was stunning, reminding Harry of his dorm at Gryffindor and of the Gryffindor tower in general. This room was a large room, easily as big as Hermione's. He had his own walk-in closet and a bookshelf where he could store his books in an organized way instead of them being scattered all over the floor.
"Thank you!" he exclaimed and hugged Hermione again.
Hermione helped him get settled, hanging up his clothes in the closet and putting his books on the bookshelf. When they were done she walked into the closet again, and declared, "We're going shopping tomorrow—no objections! We would have to anyway because you don't have a swimsuit and we have a pool in the backyard."
"Really?" Harry asked, racing to the window. 'This place just gets better and better,' he thought to himself. "Okay, I suppose we can go shopping," he sighed unenthusiastically.
They had a fun day. Hermione showed Harry around the house, but he insisted he'd need a detailed map to find his way down to breakfast.
"If you really feel that way, I'll wait for you before I go down to breakfast so you don't get lost," she said, exasperated.
That night they headed off to bed early. The next day was going to be a big day! They were going shopping!
AN: Sorry it's so short. The next chapter will be longer, but only if you review! Please make me happy and tell me what you think of it. If you don't like it or if you have a suggestion, please tell me in a non-flame review. Thank you!
