Meet the Dursleys
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"So, you're related to the Dursleys?" Harry asked as he, Hermione, and Luna sat down on the front steps of the house after lunch.
"Sort of. My aunt, who's my mum's half-sister, is Petunia's cousin, so we're distantly related in a way, I suppose," Luna replied, shrugging. "So why are you two here?"
Harry rolled his eyes, tired of explaining the same thing over and over again to people, so Hermione said, "We've got to get the Dursleys' approval before we can get married."
"Oh. Well, good luck with that, I haven't been around them too often but I can say that they're not the best people to be around," Luna said sympathetically. "I've got to go now, my father said we'd go hunting for Long-Nosed Sketleons." Seeing the confused look on Harry and Hermione's faces, she added, "They're a distant relative of the Crumple-Horned Snorkacks." And with that final comment, she got up and walked, or rather, danced, down the steps and out of sight.
"Well, I can tell she hasn't changed much in the past year," Hermione said in an almost disapproving tone, and she and Harry went back into the house to find the 3 Dursleys staring at them as though they had sprouted an extra head or two.
"S-so, she was one of your kind?" Petunia asked timidly. Harry nodded, and he could tell that Petunia was making a mental note in her head to never have any of the Lovegoods over again.
"Harry, why don't we go outside and you'll show me around?" Hermione said quickly, before Vernon could say anything. They left the house again, and walked up the street towards the park. They went over to the swings, sat down, and began swaying around slowly.
"So..." Hermione said after a moment. "Why?"
"Why what?"
"Why me?"
"Hermione, I don't think I can understand you if you're not speaking in full sentences."
Hermione smiled slightly. "Well, why did you pick me? You could've had any girl in our year, even any girl in the whole school. Why me?"
"I thought you would've known my answer by now," Harry said, rolling his eyes.
"Well, I don't. Care to explain, Mr. Potter?" she asked, smiling innocently.
"Later, perhaps. Come on, let's go back. Maybe the Dursleys have cooled off by now," Harry said.
"But Harry," Hermione whined, "why won't you answer—" She didn't have time to say 'me' because Harry had picked her up and carried her out of the park and back towards Privet Drive.
"Harry, come on, put me down!"
"Not till we reach the Dursleys," Harry said, smiling. "And you've also got to promise not to bother me with that question."
"But...oh fine, I won't. But at least tell me soon," Hermione said. Harry shrugged and put her down as they approached Number 4.
As soon as they entered though, they could tell that something was wrong. The entire front hall was strewn with papers, and Harry smiled slightly as he recalled a similar-looking situation back in his first year. There was yelling coming from the kitchen, so the 2 of them rushed there to find Crookshanks angrily clawing at Dudley's face, and Hedwig was hooting angrily and flying around near the ceiling as Vernon and Petunia tried to whack her with broomsticks.
"What the..." Hermione pulled out her wand, aimed it at the Dursleys, and shouted, "Immobulus!" They froze instantly, Vernon's hands still up in the air holding the broomstick.
"Listen to me," Hermione began in a dangerous voice. "These two animals are Harry and mine, and you are not to hurt or hit them in any way, do you understand?" She unfroze them, and they stood there shaking.
Petunia and Dudley nodded frantically, but Vernon sneered. "Who do you think you are, ordering us around in our own house? We will not have animals in this house!"
"Fine then, let's make a compromise," Hermione said very calmly. "We keep our pets, but we keep them in our room, and they stay there. Fair enough?"
Vernon, whose face had turned a dark shade of purple, let out a huge angry sigh before nodding.
"You know, we are going to be spending a whole summer together. I suppose we might as well try to get along, otherwise we'll be having arguments like these everyday," Petunia said in a quiet voice.
Harry and Hermione nodded, and with a flick of their wands, they cleaned the entire place up. "We'll bring them to our room," Harry said, and he stretched his arm out and Hedwig flew down to him and perched herself on his shoulder, while Hermione bent down and scooped Crookshanks up into her arms.
"Sorry for the trouble," Harry said before they went up the stairs. "By the way, how did they arrive here?"
"The postman gave them to us and said that you two left them at your apartment," Vernon said.
"Oh, shoot! We left them there this morning!" Harry exclaimed.
"Apparently you did," Vernon said nastily. "Well, come back down here later, we're eating out for dinner and we're leaving at exactly 6." Harry and Hermione went up the stairs and into their room.
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(A/N: I'm skipping the dinner scene, sorry! It's not very interesting anyway because it's all quiet and tense)
Harry flopped down onto the bed and Hermione lay down beside him, her face propped up on her hands and her knees dangling in the air. She tilted her head and observed Harry, and it was a while before Harry noticed that she was staring at him.
"What, is there something on me?" Harry asked curiously.
"Nope."
"Oh, it's your question again, isn't it?" Harry asked.
"Maybe."
"Fine, I surrender, I'll tell you," Harry said in defeat. Hermione grinned like a little girl that had just been given a whole jar of candy.
"So you asked me why I chose you out of all the girls in the school, right?" Hermione nodded. "It's because, well, you saw me for who I am, not for my popularity. To you, I was always just Harry, and I'm glad because that's all I wanted to be. And you helped me defeat Voldemort each and every single time that I had to face him. I think you were the love that helped me through it all." Harry stopped when he saw Hermione with a confused expression on her face. "Oh, I don't think I ever told you before, but Dumbledore told me that the power that I had, that Voldemort didn't have, was love. I was just saying that you're the love that helped me, because you always supported me and you always had faith in me."
Hermione blushed and smiled, then said, "But I always thought that you fancied Ginny. Or at least, it seemed like you did, and everyone always said that you and Ginny were perfect for each other."
"That's what everyone said?" Harry asked slyly. "Did you say that too then?"
"Well, no, but...Harry, come on, you're not answering the question," Hermione said, whacking him lightly on the head with a pillow.
"All right all right, no need to get all violent," Harry said, shielding his arms over his head to defend himself. "I'll be honest with you, I did fancy Ginny a bit in the beginning of our 4th year, when I thought I had no chance with Cho. But it was only for a few months or so. Anyway, people just think that Ginny and I worked well together because we're 'history repeating itself,' as Seamus put it."
"History repeating itself?" Hermione asked.
"Yeah, like I look like my dad and my mum had red hair just like Ginny. And there was also that similarity that we'd both been 'possessed' by Voldemort in a way. But otherwise, that's it. I honestly don't know why people make such a big deal of it," Harry finished.
"Oh," was all Hermione could say.
"I mean, if they really wanted 'history repeating itself', then we're perfect for each other," Harry said. "My mum was Muggleborn, but still the best witch of her year, and so were you." Hermione blushed at the comment. "So is that enough explanation for you, or do you need even more?"
"That's good enough. But why didn't you want to answer me till now?"
"Because..." Harry paused. "I wanted to give you the most perfect answer I could think of."
"So...were those reasons good?" Harry asked after a moment. Hermione smiled at him, then gave him her answer by pressing her lips onto his.
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A/N: Yes, I know, not much point in this chapter, but my friend, who likes Ron/Hermione, told me to prove why Harry/Hermione is so perfect, so I sort of did in that conversation between them.(I hope you're happy now. lol) Hey when you guys are reviewing, can you just include what you thought of the Mugglenet interview?(I'm beyond angry, just to let u know) Anyway I'll try to update ASAP:)
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