A/N Thanks everyone for being so encouraging, I really appreciate it, tell me what you think of this chapter and of my other story. Because this is Thanksgiving weekend (I can't believe British people don't have it. Actually I can because they had nothing to do with it really. It was Brits who moved to Holland who came to the States.... My sister told me to shutup cuz no one cares but American History is my favourite class! And I'm Canadian. But they don't offer Grade 11 Canadian History) I'll try to write and post Chapter 4 as well.
Practical ApplicationHe's teaching her arithmetic,
He said it was his mission,
He kissed her once, he kissed her twice and said,
"Now that's addition."
And as he added smack by smack
In silent satisfaction,
She sweetly gave the kisses back and said,
"Now that's subtraction."
Then he kissed her, she kissed him,
Without an explanation,
And both together smiled and said,
"That's multiplication."
Then Dad appeared upon the scene and
Made a quick decision.
He kicked that kid three blocks away
And said, "That's long division!"
- Dan Clark
Chapter Three"Ron, Ron, wake up," spoke Harry to his red headed best friend and shook him gently. Harry didn't know why he even tried, after being Ron's friend for the past five and a bit years he knew Ron didn't wake easily. Harry's only obstacle was waking Ron without rousing Hermione. Parvati and Lavender told horror stories about Hermione when she awoke from her slumber. An idea slowly formed in his head, he slowly bent down until he was level with Ron's ear and whispered urgently, "The spiders are coming, Ron, the spiders!"
Ron jerked awake and toppled Hermione off of the seat. "Where? Where are they?" he asked sounding petrified. Harry laughed and replied,
"In your imagination, were you having a bad dream Ronniekins?"
"Oh shut up, I thought there were spiders," after admitting this embarrassing fact Ron tacked on, "after all I had to protect you and Hermione.
"Oh really?" inquired Hermione icily, "I'm afraid I'm not quite ready to play the role of damsel in distress."
"Come on you two, we wouldn't want Hermione's parents to mistake you for a married couple, would we?" Harry slipped in slyly. With that comment Ron and Hermione shut up and started pulling on extra clothes for their departure from the train.
Hermione quickly pulled on an attractive ensemble; earth tone striped hat, gloves, and scarf as well as a black, fitted pea coat. Harry pulled on an overly large ski jacket that used to be Dudley's and Ron tried to do the buttons up on his slightly too small trench coat. Hermione saw him look with disgust at his coat and in an attempt to cheer him up told him, "You look just like a Burberry model, Ron." At this remark he struck the pose of a bathing beauty. Hermione giggled and slapped him lightly on the arm.
Together the trio climbed off the train, arms linked. Ron and Harry went to get the luggage while Hermione scanned the crowd for a trace of her parents. "Mum, Daddy!" she shrieked then tore across the depot to fling her arms around two adults who returned her hug. "I'm so glad to see you! I missed you so much."
"Likewise dear," responded her mother, "where are your two young men that you brought home?"
"Oh Mum, they're not my men, they're my friends."
"They better not be your men," said Mr. Granger brusquely.
"Daddy please be civil, they're my best friends."
"And they're males."
"Well say hello nicely at least, here they come." And come they did. Harry was carrying his trunk and Hedwig's cage and Ron was carrying his trunk and Hermione's trunk.
Harry having the lighter load reached the Granger's first. He promptly put down his baggage and stuck out his hand, "Pleased to meet you Mr. Granger, Mrs. Granger. I'm Harry Potter. Thank-you for inviting me to stay for Christmas break."
Mr. Granger looked Harry up and down, refused to shake his hand then spoke abruptly, "You may address me as Mr. Defenestrator."
"Daddy!" Hermione almost cried, "You promised you'd be nice."
"I am being nice; if I was being mean I would have defenestrated them already, that was just a warning." Hermione rolled her eyes towards Ron and Harry.
"Sorry about that," she apologized, "he's a little overprotective."
"You think?" asked Ron, quietly yet incredulously. "Bloody hell, I thought we were invited by your parents."
"By my mum," explained Hermione.
"I guess we'll just have to do our best to change your dad's mind. By the way what does defenestrate mean?"
"You don't want to know," replied Hermione quickly then motioned for the boys to pick up the suitcases and follow her.
"Oh Hermione," her mother said suddenly, "we brought a surprise for you."
When Hermione's parents' car came into view Hermione saw the surprise. She squealed with delight then ran toward her two neighbours with whom she had grown up. "Scott! Madi!" The twins grinned then embraced her. Scott was a tall blond, well built boy with an easy smile and blue eyes. Madi smaller than her brother, but by no means short, was incredibly attractive with blonde curly hair, her brother's smile, and emerald eyes. Scott stiffened slightly when he saw the two tall boys, one black haired, the other a red head, approaching the car.
"I thought you said you were bringing your friends home with you, not your boyfriends," he said somewhat bitterly. He immediately regretted the words, as Hermione's face became crestfallen. "I'm sorry Hermione, I didn't mean it like that, it's just that we haven't been able to spend a lot of time together." Hermione's smile brightened and as he looked into her warm brown eyes he knew he had said the right thing.
"Don't worry, we'll spend lots of time together," she told him giving him an extra hug. Scott didn't fully release her from the hug and kept a hand protectively around her waist as he introduced himself to Ron and Harry.
"Hi, I'm Scott: Hermione's special friend." With the words 'special friend' Ron and Harry looked at each other confused, Hermione had never mentioned having a boyfriend.
"He's not special like that," Hermione told the pair before they could ask any questions. "Scott you make it sound like we're dating," she gently scolded the boy behind her. To Ron and Harry she explained, "Scott, Madi and I have been friends since we were two."
"Hey, I'm Madi," Madi stepped up to introduce herself, looking each of the boys up and down, her gaze finally resting on Harry.
"Harry," he supplied, stepping forward to grip her hand, holding it for a little longer than was necessary. Their eyes met the brilliant green of both flaring a little brighter, Ron coughed and Harry let go of Madi's hand and blushed.
"Hello, I'm Ron."
"Hey, Ron."
"Oh good now that introductions are over we can get out of the cold," Hermione's mother joined the conversation.
"Into the car everyone. Hermione, why don't you sit between Scott and Madi in the back of the van, Harry and Ron can sit in the middle," Hermione's father started arranging the seating order.
Ron looked at Hermione then asked, "How come your father trusts Scott more than me?" Hermione laughed then replied,
"Scott's the only boy he likes. I think it has something to do with the fact that my parents are best friends with Scott and Madi's parents and I think they're trying to arrange a marriage between Scott and I."
Starting to anger Ron asked irately, "You're not actually going to let your parents arrange a marriage are you? That's barbaric."
"Well you know, muggles can be old-fashioned," Hermione stopped when she saw that Ron naively believed her. "Only joking Ron, honest, calm down. They've just known him forever so I don't think he could imagine our relationship being anything but platonic.
"So he's not a 'special friend' being friendlier than friend?"
"No," she gently chided Ron and then climbed into the back of the van. Scott leaned towards her ear and whispered, "I'm so glad you're home My'mione."
"I'm glad I'm home too," Hermione replied happily, not noticing the way Scott was looking at her. "It'll be wonderful, you and me together, with Ron and Harry and Madi. Did you notice Madi looking at Harry?"
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A/N OK I love this chapter. Since we don't see much of Mr.Granger on the book I based him loosely on my Dad. He once answered the phone to one of my guy friends as "Mr. Defenstrator" Defenestrate means "to throw out a window" if you didn't know. I love that word, its my favouritist.
Shout outs to reviewers:
Mage-Aurian : I'm glad you'll review every chapter and that you liked the last chapter better than the first one and I hope you like this one even more
GryffindorNoUsagi - I'm a rupert grint fan too, especially with the long hair. And Ron's my fav in the books.
jekl - if you read the above you'll know what happens next :P and if you read the next chapter then you'll know again, sorry u'll have to wait, i haven't written it
AngryHerm - I'm glad you think I've done my characters well. I'd already typed this chapter when you said more descriptions so I'll try to put some more in for four and five. Orlando Bloom is engaged. I phoned my best friend and cried, well nearly cried anyways, I sat on my bed for 20minutes feeling depressed. Not to high, if we see him I'd sure he'd marry one of us over Bosworth! I hope you find this chapter as fun and energizing as the last.
thehalfbloodprincess - this story will be hilarious! my life is a comedy. sadly, almost nothing in this chapter is based on real life, except the defenestrator part. and my neighbour really didn't like one of my really close guy friends for absolutely no reason
hiei's lil dragon - thank my sister for the rewriting. it was almost exactly like one of her stories. she writes them to amuse me while i go downstairs to get a drink or something, she's my editor. I'll post one of hers in the next chapter, they're hilariously stupid
Anyways, next chapter might be up for monday. love you all muah