A/N only guys, sorry
I reread my story, and I realized that I had Harry gather his stuff up twice- ill fix that after I get out a few more chapters
HAHAHAHAH tricked you.
Back to the story
Meeting the parents.
As they finished walking out to the car, Hermione asked her dad to pop the trunk. He did, and Harry stuck his trunk inside.
Harry nervously walked around to the other side of the car to sit by his friend Hermione. "DAMNIT!" Harry thought. "I wonder what her folks are like, I hope their not like the Dursleys.
He slowly climbed into the car and buckled his seatbelt. "Why hello there, you must be Harry!" Hermione's mom Declared. "Hullo. Yes, yes I am." Harry replied while trying to keep his lunch down. "I'm Darla Granger, and this is my husband Kontiki Granger. "Hello there son. Nice to finally meet you. Hermiones been telling us all about you all summer."
Hermione blushed slightly and coughed "asshole." Harry heard her but luckily her parents didn't.
*A LITTLE WHILE LATER*
The Car ride had gone pretty uneventfully with Harry catching up on his 'z's and Hermione reading a book.
When they finally got to Hermione's house, Harry woke. "Were here Harry," declared Hermione. "whaza matter?" Harry replied Groggily. "WERE AT MY HOUSE NOW YOU DITZ" Hermione screamed in his ear.
Harry bolted up after that. "Wow," he breathed, "that's a pretty big house" Hermione was blushing. "Thanks," she whispered embarrassedly. "lets go inside.
A/n hey guys I know that was pretty short, but hey, at least im updating. But, since I only got FIVE reviews, and thank you my wonderful reviewers, I am going to kill off………….RONALD WEASLY……..in one of the next four chapters……UNLESS I get twenty reviews. So review people. Im outerz. Bye.