A/N: I don't own this.
Chapter 21- Visit to the Grangers
Harry had just finished packing all of his stuff in a backpack that had several spells to allow it to hold more than a normal book bag would usually hold. He had packed two weeks worth of muggle clothing with him including shirts, jeans and a winter coat that he could wear. Harry had also packed along his toothbrush and some other necessities for sanitary purposes. Harry had also taken the various gifts he had bought for people such as Ron, Ginny, Hermione, Parvati, and so on. Harry had felt that it was only fair to buy her a gift after what she had done for him.
"Are you ready to go mate?" Ron asked, dragging a trunk. Ron was going over to Lavender's so that he could meet her parents like how Harry was going to meet Hermione's parents.
"Yeah, I'm ready to go," Harry said, taking his backpack and Hedwig's cage. Both Harry and Ron then went down to the common room where Hermione and Lavender were waiting patiently for them.
"Sorry about the delay darling," Harry told Hermione, kissing her gently when he got down to the common room.
"Come on Harry, my parents really want to meet you, my boyfriend," Hermione said, slipping her arms around Harry's waist.
Harry smiled at Hermione as they went down to the Great Hall for breakfast before they would go on the Hogwarts Express to take them back to King's cross. After eating a breakfast of eggs, toast and home fries, Harry, Hermione, Lavender, Ron, Ginny and Randy Williams went to sit in a compartment together on the Hogwarts express.
"Are you nervous Ron?" Harry asked Ron, who seemed to be getting paler.
"I'm okay, don't worry about me," Ron said in reply.
"Oh both of you should stop worrying so much. Our parents aren't that bad and they will be happy to see you," Lavender said, sharing a grin with Hermione.
"Yeah but how will Hermione's parents react if they knew me and Hermione um... you know," Harry said.
Hermione, Ron, Lavender, Ginny and Randy Williams all started to laugh at Harry's statement causing Harry to blush a deep shade of red.
"What's so funny?" Harry asked.
"Harry, man, come on they know you going to fuck Hermione one of these days but they're not really sure when. You just need to relax and calm down. Don't get stressed over shit like that," Randy said, giving Ginny a look that indicated both of them were a couple and causing Ron's ears to turn red.
"Yeah Harry, it was bound to happen one of these days," Lavender said.
Harry felt somewhat relieved after hearing their answers. So maybe he and Hermione wouldn't tell the Grangers they had ever had sex so everything would be normal. Hmm, maybe he could even make a good impression on the Grangers and they wouldn't mind him being Hermione's girlfriend. He saw Hermione smile at him then put her head on his chest. Hermione's lips moved closer to Harry and they started to kiss each other. They didn't really get that far though because they heard several different coughs which interrupted them and caused them to stop.
"Harry, we know you love her but can you stop kissing her every two seconds mate? I mean get a fucking room if you want to do this stuff," Ron said, as Lavender and Ginny giggled at the sight of the two of them.
Harry scowled at Ron then took Hermione's hand and they walked outside the train compartment. Once they were outside, Harry and Hermione started to kiss passionately and they couldn't be disturbed by anyone. Their tongues were inside each other's mouth, dancing around, Hermione's hands were around Harry's neck and Harry's hands were around her waist. Hermione then pressed Harry against the window of the train and they continued kissing each other passionately. They were still kissing several hours later when Ron came out of the compartment and cleared his throat loudly causing Harry and Hermione to separate, both of them blushing furiously.
"I just wanted to let you lovebirds know we will be at King's cross in five minutes," Ron said, rolling his eyes at them.
Harry and Hermione both scowled at Ron then went into the compartment to get their stuff. As Harry got his bag, he noticed that Hermione was struggling a little with her trunk. Harry walked behind her and put his arms around her.
"Let me help you with that," Harry whispered, dragging out Hermione's trunk.
"You're such a gentleman Harry," Hermione whispered, smiling at him.
By now, the Hogwarts Express had stopped at King's Cross at five PM and all the students were leaving. Harry had his backpack on his back and he was dragging Hermione's trunk, heading toward the exit. They got through the barrier to King's Cross and saw Hermione's parents standing off to one side.
"MOM! DAD!" Hermione screamed, running to meet her parents. She gave both of them a hug as Harry cautiously moved closer to Hermione's parents, still nervous.
"Ah, you must be Harry," Hermione's father said, extending a hand which Harry shook nervously.
"Hermione has told us so much about you. She says you're brave and a good leader," Hermione's mother said, giving Harry a hug.
"Hermione's probably exaggerating," Harry replied.
"Oh nonsense," Hermione's mother said.
Hermione's father took Hermione's trunk and dragged it to their car which was outside. The Grangers had a 1994 Ford Taurus so Harry climbed into the back with Hermione, while Hermione's parents sat in the front.
"Harry we live in Canterbury, which is about two to three hours away from London, depending on the traffic," Hermione whispered to him in the back seat.
"So, Harry, Hermione tells us you play a game called quid hitch or something?" Mr. Granger asked from the front seat.
"It's called Quidditch Mr. Granger" Harry replied.
"Oh, you can just call me Dave and you can call Hermione's mom Anna," Mr. Granger said from the front.
"Well, Quidditch is the most popular game in the wizarding world and there are seven players on each team. There are three chasers, who try to score by shooting the quaffle through the goal, a keeper who tries to block the goals, two beaters who try to get the quaffle from the opposing team and the seeker who tries to catch the snitch and end the game," Harry said.
"Wow, that is fascinating. It's similar to football in a way too because the chasers are sort of like the forwards, the beaters are like defenders and the keeper is the same in both," Dave Granger said.
"Yeah, I guess you can say that," Harry replied.
"See? You and my dad are becoming close friends," Hermione whispered.
Harry turned to stare at the girl at his dreams and the first thing he noticed was Hermione was sitting far apart from him. Harry wondered why Hermione wasn't sitting close to him and an idea entered his mind. He lifted his arm and started to sniff himself but smelled soap.
"Harry, silly it's not you," Hermione said between giggles.
"Then why won't you sit close to me?" Harry asked with a grin on his face.
"Do you want me to?" Hermione asked.
"Of course I do," Harry said.
"Okay," she said moving closer to Harry and resting her head on his shoulder and placing her arms around his neck. "I love you Harry," she whispered into his ear.
"I love you too Herm," he replied, breathing in the shampoo that she used and the faint traces of perfume that Hermione used on a daily basis.
Slowly, Harry and Hermione moved closer to each other and began to kiss. Their tongues started to dance together and their hands moved around each other's body.
Meanwhile, Dave and Anna Granger watched their daughter interact with Harry. Both of them were smiling and happy that their daughter had found someone who she was in love with as evidenced by the way she was kissing Harry.
Harry stared out the window at the street the Grangers were driving into. All the houses were fancy and upscale, definitely better and more expensive than the Dursley's house. Dave Granger then pulled into the second to last house on the block and parked in the driveway.
"Well, here we are Harry," Hermione said, looking up expectantly at Harry.
Harry looked at the house in front of him as he got out of the car. This house was definitely bigger than the Dursleys home back at Privet Drive. "It's nice," Harry said to Hermione.
Hermione then grabbed Harry's hand and they followed Anna Granger into the Granger household. Inside, Harry saw pictures of Hermione and her parents along the wall. The house simply was great. There was no other way to describe it in Harry's mind.
"Hermione, your father and I have decided to order take out for dinner. So what do you want Harry?" Anna Granger said.
"Um, I'll take whatever Hermione wants," Harry said.
Both Hermione and Anna Granger giggled after hearing what Harry had to say. They both looked at Harry and grinned at him weakly. Harry just stood there and watched the scene in front of him extremely interested. After around two minutes, Hermione gathered her composure and spoke.
"Oh Harry, we're so sorry that we laughed before," Hermione said, collapsing onto Harry.
"It's just that you just showed us that you have fallen deeply for Hermione," Anna Granger said.
"Who's fallen deeply for Hermione?" Dave Granger asked, joining the conversation.
"Harry, my wonderful boyfriend and lover," Hermione said, throwing her arms around Harry.
"Oh," Dave Granger said before turning to his wife. "And what would the children like for dinner?" Dave Granger asked.
A few minutes later, Dave Granger had ordered a large pie of plain pizza without toppings for dinner. After the pizza had arrived, the Grangers and Harry sat around the dinner table eating in silence. When they were done, Hermione took Harry up to her room.
"Harry, you seem so god damn nervous down there in front of my parents. Is there anything wrong?" Hermione asked, placing a hand on his shoulder.
"I'm just sort of nervous at the first meeting with them. That's all," Harry said.
"You're so silly Harry. They like you," she said.
"Are you sure about that?" he asked.
"Harry, you already started to speak with my dad. Its so easy for the both of you to have a conversation. That means he likes you and if he likes you then my mom likes you too," she said.
"I know one thing though," he replied.
"Oh, and what's that Mr. Potter?" she asked with a smile on her face.
"Well Miss Granger, I do know I love this witch," Harry said, kissing her and putting his arms around her waist.
"Oh Harry," Hermione moaned as she pushed him down to her bed.
They continued to kiss for several moments before deciding to take a break and come back up for air. Both of them were breathing deeply and grinning at each other. Hermione then moved forward and leaned on Harry with a grin on her face.
"Harry, you're such a damn good kisser," she whispered.
"How many times have you told me that Herm? Hmm I recall you said it once, twice..," Harry said before Hermione slapped him playfully.
"Oh stop it you big baby," Hermione whispered.
"So what are you going to do with this big baby tomorrow?" he asked her.
"We are going to see a movie because my parents have to work tomorrow," she said.
"Tomorrow is Christmas Eve though," he whispered into her ear.
"Yeah but as dentists they have to work almost every day of the year except for Christmas and several other holidays," she said.
"Oh I see now. What movie will I have the pleasure of taking you to Miss Granger?" Harry asked, holding up Hermione's hand and kissing it.
"Harry, you're such a sweetie. I'm not sure about the movie yet," Hermione whispered, throwing her arms around Harry and causing both of them to fall down onto the bed.
"Did I ever tell you how much I love you?" he asked.
"Yeah but you can tell me one more time," she said.
"Okay then. I love you so much Herm."
"Me too Harry. I love you."
Harry sighed contently as Hermione leaned back on his chest. This was the way every fucking kid should live. The hell with Voldemort and his Death Eaters. This was the way life was supposed to be. Him lying here with his girlfriend, Hermione during Christmas break from Hogwarts. Harry then heard someone snore lightly. He looked down and saw that Hermione had fallen asleep. With another sigh, Harry also closed his eyes, exhausted from the long train ride from Hogwarts.
Meanwhile Dave and Anna Granger stood outside Hermione's bedroom watching her sleep in Harry's arms. Both of them looked at each other and smiled. Hermione had finally found someone she could spend her entire life with in Harry.
"Let's get out of here," Dave Granger said, pulling his wife into their bedroom and shutting the door behind them with a slam.
A/N: I would like to thank the readers who left a review from the last time I updated. They (you know who you are) helped me through a tough time so thanks. Anyway, you know what to do.