Meet the Dursleys

A/N: Thanks for the reviews guys! StarAngel613, harryhermione4ever, Charlie K., -RWAR-, yongweeperson, Margaret, queenofdiamonds1, Dolce S., Hermione-Potter-52036.

I've decided to go with the long-chapter, once every few days/weeks update idea, instead of the daily update thing. So I'm probably not going to update for a little while because I'll be way into the 6th book, and I've also got test prep Mondays-Fridays, so I wouldn't be able to update as often. Anyway, enough talk from me, enjoy this chapter!

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June seemed to fly by for Harry and Hermione, and soon it was already the final few days of June, and Harry was sitting at his desk, writing a letter to the Dursleys asking permission to stay for the summer, while Hermione was hastily packing their suitcases, using a bit of magic to help her.

"Hey Hermione, can you stop packing for a minute and reread the letter to make sure it's okay?" Harry asked, putting away his quill and ink.

"All right, but I'm sure it's fine Harry, don't worry," Hermione said as she walked over to the desk and rested her chin on top of Harry's head as she skimmed the letter.

"It's good, I'm sure they'll let us stay," she said, leaning down to peck his lips, but when she was about to pull away, Harry grabbed her arm and what was supposed to be a short, simple kiss turned into a long snog.

"Mmm, okay Harry, come on we really need to get packing," Hermione said after a while. Harry reluctantly let her go, and he held out the letter to Hedwig, who held it tightly in her beak.

"Now remember, don't fly in through their window, just slip it in through the mail slot and come back here," Harry said. Hedwig hooted and nipped his ear affectionately, and Hermione stroked her feathers gently. "Have a safe flight," she said, and Hedwig took off.

Harry and Hermione spent the rest of the day packing, and by the end of the afternoon, they had finally finished. They sank into the couch, and Harry put his arm around Hermione, who snuggled close to him.

"So remember what I told you about Dudley right?" Harry asked.

"Yes. If he taunts or makes fun of me, just call him Ickle Duddykins and he'll shut up in an instant," Hermione said, grinning.

"And how about Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia?"

"If they say we're not allowed to have owls in the house, remind them that we're of age already and we can use magic, although we really won't, but they don't know that."

"That's my girl," Harry said, smiling at her as he stroked her hair. "Glad you remembered everything I told you." They fell asleep on the couch and didn't wake up until they heard a tapping noise at the window a few hours later.

Harry got up and opened the window for Hedwig. "So did they see you at all?" Hedwig tilted her head questioningly. "I suppose they didn't, because otherwise I don't think you'd be here right now if they did see you." Hedwig simply gave a small hoot and flew to her perch, where she fell asleep almost immediately.

"I guess we'd better get to bed too," Harry said, and he and Hermione went into their room and crawled into bed, falling asleep almost as fast as Hedwig had.

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The next morning, Harry got up, got dressed, left Hermione a note saying where he had gone, and headed to the post office to check if the Dursleys had written a reply yet.

"Hey Ben, any mail come in for me?" Harry asked when he walked in.

"Yes, there's a letter coming from Privet Drive, Mr. Potter," Ben replied, handing Harry an envelope.(A/N: I know normally Muggle post wouldn't arrive so quickly, but just go with it!)

"Thanks. Well, I'll be off, have a nice day," Harry said, and he left and headed back to the flat, opening and reading the letter as he walked.

Harry Potter,

We accept your request to stay for the summer, just arrive here in a normal way.

Signed,

Vernon Dursley

Harry knew that he wasn't going to get a warm, welcoming reply, but he was just glad that they said yes. He ran the rest of the way back so he could tell Hermione.

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"Hey, they said yes," Harry called out when he opened the door. Hermione walked out from the kitchen.

"They did? That's great Harry! So should we Apparate there or take a Portkey or what?" Hermione asked.

"Well, he said to go in a normal way, so I guess we're gonna have to take a cab," Harry said, shrugging.

"The normal way?" Hermione rolled her eyes. "They're so uptight about wizards."

"I know, it sucks doesn't it?" Harry agreed. "So since we're all packed, do you wanna leave today?"

"Today?" Hermione considered it for a moment. "All right then, let's just have some breakfast, Apparate over to the Burrow to say bye to everyone, then we'll catch a cab." Harry nodded, and they both headed into the kitchen.

"Here, I tried making some pancakes but I have no idea if they're good or bad since this is my first time," Hermione said, handing Harry a plate with a stack of pancakes.

"Thanks. I'm sure they're good." He spread some butter on them, cut a piece off the top, and tried it. Hermione watched him anxiously, waiting for his opinion.

He finally swallowed and said, "These are amazing! Honestly, I think they're great."

"You do? Thanks Harry," Hermione said, giving him a long kiss on the lips and leaving him dazed.

"If I get that just for complimenting your cooking, maybe you should cook more and I should compliment it more," Harry said, smiling. Hermione rolled her eyes and turned back to the counter, making a stack of pancakes for herself.

When they finished eating, they Apparated together to the Burrow. Harry, once again, fell on top of Hermione and they were in a position that would have looked very strange to others.

"Bloody hell. If you two wanted to do something, you could've stayed at home." They both looked up and saw Ron standing by the doorway, smirking at them.

Hermione blushed. "We Apparated here, it's just that some people," she shot a glare at Harry, "still can't get the hang of it and it makes other people wonder how in the world he managed to get his Apparition license." Harry merely grinned sheepishly and shrugged.

The 3 of them headed out of Ron's room, down the stairs, and into the living room, where Hermione's vision was immediately obscured by a mass of bright red hair.

"HERMIONE!" Ginny shrieked as soon as she saw her, and she practically threw herself onto Hermione, giving her a tight hug.

"Hey Ginny! You missed me that much?" Hermione joked, hugging her best friend back. She then pulled back and saw Harry glaring at something, or rather, someone, across the room. She followed Harry's glare and saw none other than Draco Malfoy.

"Hello Granger and Potter, or should I just say Mr. and Mrs. Potter?" Draco said coolly.

"Ginny, Ron, what is he doing here?" Hermione asked, eyeing Malfoy suspiciously.

"Um, Hermione, this may be kind of shocking, but we're dating," Ginny said quietly.

"What!" Harry and Hermione said at the same time.

"Yeah, that was exactly my reaction," Ron said gloomily. "But Mum and Dad said that as long as he's not involved with any Dark stuff, he's all right."

"You all make it sound like I'm the worst person in the world," Draco said, getting up off the couch and walking over to them.

"You are," Harry muttered under his breath.

"What was that Potter?"

"Draco, I warned you. Call them Harry, Hermione, and Ron, okay?" Ginny said.

"Sorry Gin. Just used to the old days. So, Harry, when's the wedding?" Draco asked, and Ginny looked very pleased that he was actually trying to make conversation with them.

"We haven't decided yet. We've got to get the Dursleys approval first."

"The Dursleys? You mean those Mugg–I mean your aunt and uncle?" Draco asked, eyebrows raised.

"Yeah, them. Anyway, we only stopped by to say goodbye, so we better be off," Hermione said. "See you guys after the summer, I suppose." She gave both Ron and Ginny hugs, but she hesitated at Draco.

"Come on Gra-Hermione. Can't you just let all that stuff go and we'll call it even?" Draco asked, sticking out his hand.

"Oh, all right, for Ginny's sake," Hermione said, and instead of shaking his hand, she gave him a hug also, but a short one.

"All right, let's go Hermione," Harry said, picking up their suitcases. "We'll Apparate to King's Cross station and get a cab from there." Hermione nodded and they waved, then Disapparated with a crack.

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The cab pulled up at Number 4, Privet Drive, and Harry and Hermione stepped out, Harry holding their suitcases.

"So, you ready?" Harry asked.

"If you are, I am," Hermione replied. They walked up the steps and to the front door, and Hermione pressed the doorbell.

Soon, the door slowly opened, and Harry and Hermione's jaws dropped when they saw who was standing there. They definitely knew the person, but he looked so different that they couldn't believe their eyes.

"Dudley?"

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A/N: Honestly, I have no idea why I ended it there, but anyways, please review! Also, have fun reading the 6th book people! I know I will!

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