A/N: First off let me clear this up, I am a supporter of... Voldemort! Not really, I'm really a supporter of Ron/Hermione, so that is what this story will eventually be. They are just too cute, eh? Anyway now that that's out of the way, I really appreciate all advice and suggestions y'all have given me, it's all really been encouraging and I am taking all suggestions seriously, so keep them coming. Oh and apparently I have good grammar, I wish someone would tell my Literature teacher that, a stupid B, hah! So thanks for the compliments and congrats to my two reviewers who spotted what this story is based on, Kare Kano, it's a very good anime and y'all should all check it out! The further into the story I get the further from the anime it will be, but it gave me a whole lot of good ideas!
Chapter 4
SPLASH Hermione was jerked from her dreamy state of unconsciousness as every nerve in her body detected something freezing and her lungs inhaled water. Coughing and sputtering, Hermione's eyes shot open to see her older cousin Samantha holding an empty bucket over her head.
"Good morning." Samantha said with a grin on her face.
"Wha-what?" Hermione gasped, in complete shock. 'Did she really just drench me with freezing cold water?' Hermione thought in disbelief.
"Your mum asked if I'd wake you up, so I did. And you can call me Sam." Samantha explained, grinning all the while. Hermione's face was straight, but inside she was absolutely fuming. She wanted to scream 'Where the heck are you from that makes you think that it's alright to wake someone up in that manner?!' Instead however, she remained calm. She couldn't let her relatives get the best of her; she would prove to them that she was better than her common criminal parents; she had to be absolutely perfect.
"Oh... well... thank you Sam." Hermione threw her, what she considered to be a very convincing smile concerning the circumstances, as she got out of her now wet bed. She was drenched from waist up and her hair had already begun to frizz.
"Yes mum?" Hermione asked as she reached the kitchen still dressed in a soaking wet red tank top and yellow shorts, her sleeping clothes.
"Could you get the mail dear?" Tabitha Granger asked her daughter over the waffles she was preparing for breakfast before she turned to look at her. "Hermione! What on earth happened to you, you're soaking wet?"
"Just Sam's way of saying good morning." Hermione shrugged before leaving her mother with a slight frown on her face to get the mail. 'Get the mail?' Hermione thought angrily. 'I got woken up, like that, so I could get the mail?!' Hermione sighed. It wasn't her mother's fault... Her parent's didn't know how awful her cousins were to her behind their backs and she had no intention of being a cry baby and telling them.
Hermione was so caught up in her thoughts that she didn't even notice two large lumps lying on her door matt when she walked out. Which led her to trip and tumble right on top of them.
"What the-?!" Hermione muttered, rubbing her now scrapped elbow. The two lumps, now having been tripped and fallen on groaned and began to move. Hermione jumped up and began to run back inside before she noticed a mop of red and black hair pop out from their respective blankets.
"Ron... Harry...?" Hermione asked the mounds uncertainly, but as soon as she did, both stood unsteadily and smiled at her with bleary eyes. "Ron! Harry!" Hermione beamed, throwing her arms around each of them in turn.
"Hermione, you know it's custom to gently shake people awake, not fall on them right?" Ron asked with a grin.
"Well, I didn't get woken up very nicely this morning either." Hermione said, gesturing towards her wet clothes, the boys raised the eyebrows questioningly at each other, then at her. "Look, I'm not explaining anything until you explain to me what you're doing sleeping on my front porch when you ought to be on vacation!"
"We sent Pig with a couple of letters from me and Ron a couple nights ago." Harry began. "And, we told him not to return without your replies. Early the next morning Pig returned with the same letters we had sent you, completely untouched!" Harry said, gesturing wildly with his hands and Ron took this as his cue to take over the story.
"So, Harry and I were rather flustered, this had never happened before!" Ron said, "So, we tried again, thinking that perhaps Pig went to the wrong house or something. This time, we sent Hedwig with instructions to give you the letters directly, but late last night or early this morning I guess you could say, Hedwig returned with once again unopened letters!" Hermione smiled at her two best friends, glad to be looking at them in person once more instead of just in her mind and enjoying listening to what seemed to be a well rehearsed explanation.
"This made us more than a little uneasy. You'd have told us if you were going out of town, so what if Voldemort had attacked you or something?" Harry said, running his hands through his messy hair.
"We were really worried, but dad said that nothing serious could have happened, 'cause he would of heard about it through the Order." Ron said seriously, shuffling his feet a little and jamming his hands into his pockets. "We told them that we weren't taking any chances though and we flooed straight to the Burrow where we then caught the Knight Bus to your house."
"Once we got here, we saw everything was fine, and that we had probably overreacted." Harry admitted with a sheepish smile. "We saw all the cars in your drive way and we realized that you probably had company over and either didn't notice the owls or couldn't risk your muggle guests seeing you getting letters by them."
"So," said Ron wrapping up the story, "We're here because we care! Now... can we stay here 'til school starts?" Ron asked as Harry joined him in plastering a cheesy smile on their faces, clasping their hands together and falling to their knees in true begging stance.
"When you discovered that I was fine, why didn't you two just go back?" Hermione asked as she looked down at them with a raised eyebrow. "We can't go back now!" Ron said, starring at Hermione as if she were crazy. "Mum didn't want us to come all the way here on our own in the first place. She was furious when we told her we were leaving. If we go back, she's likely to kill us!" Hermione looked down at Ron and Harry with uncertainty, Harry noticed this and immediately jumped in.
"Were going to owl her of course, and let her know everything is fine. She's just very angry at the moment, since we left without her permission and all. We think she needs a bit of time to cool down." Harry said, adding, "Did we mention that we left because we were really worried about you?" Both boys then took the opportunity to flash Hermione the biggest sympathetic smiles they could muster.
"PLLLEEEEAAAAAASSSEEEE?" They begged in unison and Hermione's serious face cracked into a smile.
"Of course you can." Hermione grinned. "I'll have to clear it with my parents first, but I'm sure they won't mind a couple of extra guests!"
"Terrific!" Harry and Ron shouted with glee as they crushed Hermione between them with a big hug. When they finally let go, Hermione gasped for air, having had it all squeezed out of her in the hug.
"Sleep well last night?" Hermione asked with a grin, looking at their blankets as she stepped over them to retrieve the mail from the mail box.
"Well, we thought it'd be rather rude to wake everyone in the house up in the middle of the night, wouldn't it have?" Ron said, "Besides, were tough Quidditch players! We can take sleeping on very hard wood." Seeming to prove Ron's point, Harry spoke up.
"Yeah and I think I slept on my neck funny, it really hurts" Ron gave Harry a 'what are you, a sissy?' look but Harry just massaged his neck and glared. "It really hurts Ron!"
"Sure, really tough guys." Hermione said through a laugh. "That was very polite of you guys not wake everyone up though... And I appreciate your concern... You two are the best friends I could have ever hoped for." Hermione's eyes started to get misty and she hurriedly looked away from the boys to get the mail so they wouldn't notice.
"Aw Hermione, no need to get all teary eyed." Ron grinned, having known Hermione too long to not notice that she was crying, as he draped his arm around her shoulders and the three Hogwarts student's began their return trip to the house. "You know we'd do anything for you and we know you'd do anything for us!" Hermione smiled up at Ron, it was true, she would give everything she had, even her life for the benefit of her two friends.
"So you can start doing anything for us," Harry said with a cheeky smile. "By telling us how you got soaking wet and why you're wearing Gryffindor colors in the muggle world." Hermione sighed as a grin crept on her face. Maybe this week wouldn't be so bad after all if Ron and Harry were there.
A/N: So now we've added a Ron and a Harry to the equation! All the reviews I got really gave me a huge confidence boost, which I used to write this chapter fairly quickly. Thanks for reading and a BIG thanks to those who review! I am currently debating the direction of this story with myself and a friendly reviewer of mine, but it shouldn't slow up the next few chapters as they'll be the same regardless! THANKS AGAIN! Review any questions, comments, concerns, advice, criticism, or suggestions and I'll be sure to make note of them! Think that about covers it... bye y'all!
Chapter 4
SPLASH Hermione was jerked from her dreamy state of unconsciousness as every nerve in her body detected something freezing and her lungs inhaled water. Coughing and sputtering, Hermione's eyes shot open to see her older cousin Samantha holding an empty bucket over her head.
"Good morning." Samantha said with a grin on her face.
"Wha-what?" Hermione gasped, in complete shock. 'Did she really just drench me with freezing cold water?' Hermione thought in disbelief.
"Your mum asked if I'd wake you up, so I did. And you can call me Sam." Samantha explained, grinning all the while. Hermione's face was straight, but inside she was absolutely fuming. She wanted to scream 'Where the heck are you from that makes you think that it's alright to wake someone up in that manner?!' Instead however, she remained calm. She couldn't let her relatives get the best of her; she would prove to them that she was better than her common criminal parents; she had to be absolutely perfect.
"Oh... well... thank you Sam." Hermione threw her, what she considered to be a very convincing smile concerning the circumstances, as she got out of her now wet bed. She was drenched from waist up and her hair had already begun to frizz.
"Yes mum?" Hermione asked as she reached the kitchen still dressed in a soaking wet red tank top and yellow shorts, her sleeping clothes.
"Could you get the mail dear?" Tabitha Granger asked her daughter over the waffles she was preparing for breakfast before she turned to look at her. "Hermione! What on earth happened to you, you're soaking wet?"
"Just Sam's way of saying good morning." Hermione shrugged before leaving her mother with a slight frown on her face to get the mail. 'Get the mail?' Hermione thought angrily. 'I got woken up, like that, so I could get the mail?!' Hermione sighed. It wasn't her mother's fault... Her parent's didn't know how awful her cousins were to her behind their backs and she had no intention of being a cry baby and telling them.
Hermione was so caught up in her thoughts that she didn't even notice two large lumps lying on her door matt when she walked out. Which led her to trip and tumble right on top of them.
"What the-?!" Hermione muttered, rubbing her now scrapped elbow. The two lumps, now having been tripped and fallen on groaned and began to move. Hermione jumped up and began to run back inside before she noticed a mop of red and black hair pop out from their respective blankets.
"Ron... Harry...?" Hermione asked the mounds uncertainly, but as soon as she did, both stood unsteadily and smiled at her with bleary eyes. "Ron! Harry!" Hermione beamed, throwing her arms around each of them in turn.
"Hermione, you know it's custom to gently shake people awake, not fall on them right?" Ron asked with a grin.
"Well, I didn't get woken up very nicely this morning either." Hermione said, gesturing towards her wet clothes, the boys raised the eyebrows questioningly at each other, then at her. "Look, I'm not explaining anything until you explain to me what you're doing sleeping on my front porch when you ought to be on vacation!"
"We sent Pig with a couple of letters from me and Ron a couple nights ago." Harry began. "And, we told him not to return without your replies. Early the next morning Pig returned with the same letters we had sent you, completely untouched!" Harry said, gesturing wildly with his hands and Ron took this as his cue to take over the story.
"So, Harry and I were rather flustered, this had never happened before!" Ron said, "So, we tried again, thinking that perhaps Pig went to the wrong house or something. This time, we sent Hedwig with instructions to give you the letters directly, but late last night or early this morning I guess you could say, Hedwig returned with once again unopened letters!" Hermione smiled at her two best friends, glad to be looking at them in person once more instead of just in her mind and enjoying listening to what seemed to be a well rehearsed explanation.
"This made us more than a little uneasy. You'd have told us if you were going out of town, so what if Voldemort had attacked you or something?" Harry said, running his hands through his messy hair.
"We were really worried, but dad said that nothing serious could have happened, 'cause he would of heard about it through the Order." Ron said seriously, shuffling his feet a little and jamming his hands into his pockets. "We told them that we weren't taking any chances though and we flooed straight to the Burrow where we then caught the Knight Bus to your house."
"Once we got here, we saw everything was fine, and that we had probably overreacted." Harry admitted with a sheepish smile. "We saw all the cars in your drive way and we realized that you probably had company over and either didn't notice the owls or couldn't risk your muggle guests seeing you getting letters by them."
"So," said Ron wrapping up the story, "We're here because we care! Now... can we stay here 'til school starts?" Ron asked as Harry joined him in plastering a cheesy smile on their faces, clasping their hands together and falling to their knees in true begging stance.
"When you discovered that I was fine, why didn't you two just go back?" Hermione asked as she looked down at them with a raised eyebrow. "We can't go back now!" Ron said, starring at Hermione as if she were crazy. "Mum didn't want us to come all the way here on our own in the first place. She was furious when we told her we were leaving. If we go back, she's likely to kill us!" Hermione looked down at Ron and Harry with uncertainty, Harry noticed this and immediately jumped in.
"Were going to owl her of course, and let her know everything is fine. She's just very angry at the moment, since we left without her permission and all. We think she needs a bit of time to cool down." Harry said, adding, "Did we mention that we left because we were really worried about you?" Both boys then took the opportunity to flash Hermione the biggest sympathetic smiles they could muster.
"PLLLEEEEAAAAAASSSEEEE?" They begged in unison and Hermione's serious face cracked into a smile.
"Of course you can." Hermione grinned. "I'll have to clear it with my parents first, but I'm sure they won't mind a couple of extra guests!"
"Terrific!" Harry and Ron shouted with glee as they crushed Hermione between them with a big hug. When they finally let go, Hermione gasped for air, having had it all squeezed out of her in the hug.
"Sleep well last night?" Hermione asked with a grin, looking at their blankets as she stepped over them to retrieve the mail from the mail box.
"Well, we thought it'd be rather rude to wake everyone in the house up in the middle of the night, wouldn't it have?" Ron said, "Besides, were tough Quidditch players! We can take sleeping on very hard wood." Seeming to prove Ron's point, Harry spoke up.
"Yeah and I think I slept on my neck funny, it really hurts" Ron gave Harry a 'what are you, a sissy?' look but Harry just massaged his neck and glared. "It really hurts Ron!"
"Sure, really tough guys." Hermione said through a laugh. "That was very polite of you guys not wake everyone up though... And I appreciate your concern... You two are the best friends I could have ever hoped for." Hermione's eyes started to get misty and she hurriedly looked away from the boys to get the mail so they wouldn't notice.
"Aw Hermione, no need to get all teary eyed." Ron grinned, having known Hermione too long to not notice that she was crying, as he draped his arm around her shoulders and the three Hogwarts student's began their return trip to the house. "You know we'd do anything for you and we know you'd do anything for us!" Hermione smiled up at Ron, it was true, she would give everything she had, even her life for the benefit of her two friends.
"So you can start doing anything for us," Harry said with a cheeky smile. "By telling us how you got soaking wet and why you're wearing Gryffindor colors in the muggle world." Hermione sighed as a grin crept on her face. Maybe this week wouldn't be so bad after all if Ron and Harry were there.
A/N: So now we've added a Ron and a Harry to the equation! All the reviews I got really gave me a huge confidence boost, which I used to write this chapter fairly quickly. Thanks for reading and a BIG thanks to those who review! I am currently debating the direction of this story with myself and a friendly reviewer of mine, but it shouldn't slow up the next few chapters as they'll be the same regardless! THANKS AGAIN! Review any questions, comments, concerns, advice, criticism, or suggestions and I'll be sure to make note of them! Think that about covers it... bye y'all!