A/N: GO BACK AND READ CHAPTER 20 BEFORE YOU READ THIS ONE!

So this is the chapter at the Granger's. I'm not sure on this chapter. It just different. Let me know your thoughts!

-Kylie

One and Only

Chapter Twenty-one

The next morning Hermione woke up a little later than normal. The party was at four but they had to be there earlier because she and Ron had to Apparate to the house before her family got there and she had to help her mum set up. She had breakfast with everyone before she and Ron went to get ready. She helped Ron find something nice to wear for the party and then went down stairs to shower. After her shower Ginny said that she could borrow something to wear to the party. Ginny had tons of dresses in her closet at the Burrow. Hermione chose a strapless black one with a sparkling black shrug over it. She tried heels that Ginny had but couldn't manage to walk far in them. Luckily Alison lent her a pair of sparkly black flats. Hermione clipped up her hair into a nice curly up do, did her make-up, and sprayed herself with the perfume Ron gave her before going into the kitchen and getting the cake ready with Mrs. Weasley for the party.

When Hermione admitted that she couldn't decorate a cake for her life Mrs. Weasley took out her wand and decorated the cake in a beautiful Christmas design.

Ron came down the stairs looking tired (as if he didn't get to sleep till three in the morning.) He had on a pair of nice black slacks and a nice white button up shirt.

Finally around two Ron and Hermione Apparated for Hermione's parents house. They landed in the hallway by the door so that they wouldn't frighten her parents. Hermione's parents heard the cracks and came out to greet them.

"How's it going Ron?" Mr. Granger asked.

"Great Mr. Granger and you?" Ron asked.

"Great." Mr. Granger answered. Mrs. Granger gave Ron a hug and then Hermione and Mrs. Granger went into the kitchen to get the food ready. Ron and Mr. Granger went into the living room to watch TV.

"Mr. Granger, could you tell me about football?" Ron asked.

"You know, I think there's a game on the sports channel." Mr. Granger said as he took the remote and flipped the channel. A vision of people in red and blue running across a field after a black and white ball came on the screen. "See, the point of the game is for the team to try and kick the ball in the goal more times than the other team. The goalie tries to block the ball." Mr. Granger exclaimed.

"Which team do we root for?" Ron asked.

"The red team." Mr. Granger said. "Manchester United." (a/n: I don't know much about soccer so please don't kill me if Manchester United isn't red or whatever.)

"Alright." Ron said. They watched the game and the blue team made a goal.

"Damnet!" Mr. Granger exclaimed. As Ron was watching he was getting more into it. He started cheering and jeering when the teams scored.

"Come on!" Ron shouted when the blue goalie saved a goal. "That was in!"

"The ref it blind!" Mr. Granger exclaimed. Ron found this almost as interesting as watching a Quidditch match.

Hermione was in the kitchen with her mother, preparing food when she heard cheering from the living room. When she walked out to see what it was she laughed. Ron and Mr. Granger were sitting on the couch with soda in their hands watching the screen intently. Ron had unbuttoned the top few buttons on his shirt in the heat of cheering and Mr. Granger had loosened his Christmas tie. She watched as the other team made a goal and Mr. Granger and Ron started cursing at the screen. Hermione laughed even harder and Ron and Mr. Granger turned when they heard she was there.

"Who's winning?" She asked through giggles.

"Manchester United." Ron answered with a smile. Hermione laughed again before going back into the kitchen to help her mother.

When most of the food was laid out, except for the cookies Mrs. Granger was baking, and the kitchen straightened up, Hermione and Mrs. Ganger went to go collect their men.

"Yes!" Ron and Mr. Granger shouted as Hermione and Mrs. Granger came into the living. The game had ended and Manchester United had won. Hermione and Mrs. Granger laughed and the doorbell rang.

"That'll be your sister Sandra and Donny with Samantha and Jake. They're always early to these things." Mrs. Granger said. She and Mr. Granger started walking to the door as Mr. Granger fixed his tie. Hermione turned to Ron and started to fix the buttons on his shirt.

"Remember what I said about Samantha." Hermione whispered to him as she heard people behind her.

"Hermione! I haven't seen you in ages." A woman exclaimed. Ron assumed that it was Hermione's Aunt Sandra. There was something about her that said that she though that she was better than everyone else. Hermione gave her a hug. "And who is this?" Sandra asked.

"Aunt Sandra this is Ron, my boyfriend." Hermione said.

"It's nice to meet you." Ron said as he shook her hand.

"Pleasure." Sandra said. He shook her husband Donny's hand and then their son Jake's hand. Lastly Samantha approached. She had light brown hair and green eyes. Her dress looked as if it cost a fortune although it wasn't the best looking dress and her coat looked as if she killed about 30 cats just to make it, it had so much fur.

"So what have you been doing Hermione?" Samantha asked. Ron could hear the snobbishness in her voice.

"Usual." Hermione said in a monotone. "You?"

"I'm first in my class, as usual." Samantha said. "So that means I'll be making valedictorian this year." She said with a smug smile.

"Congratulations." Hermione said in a fake sincere voice. Samantha didn't seem to hear her because she was looking at Ron.

"And who are you?" Samantha asked with interest. He felt Hermione tense up next to him so he took her hand to calm her.

"This is Ron." Hermione said. "My boyfriend."

"Nice to meet you." Ron said holding out his other hand.

"Pleasure meeting you." Samantha said with a flirty smile at Ron as she shook his hand. Ron felt his other hand getting squished by Hermione's anger. Samantha smiled at him one last time before walking away. Ron felt that Hermione was going to crush his hand if he didn't do something so he pulled her into the kitchen and she released his hand but felt as if she needed to do something with her hands so she took the rolling pin and started to roll out the cookie mix that Mrs. Granger had abandoned. Ron shook his hand out.

"Are you ok?" Ron asked her.

"Perfectly fine." Hermione said through her teeth as she started to push into dough harder. Ron came up behind her and took the rolling pin from her hands and turned her around to face him.

"Hermione, why do you let her get to you?" Ron asked.

"Every time." Hermione said. "Every damn time I got something, she got it too but better and I know she wants you because I have you." Hermione rested her head on Ron's shoulder. "Every time I see her she brags about her grades and I can't tell her that I got Prefect and that I'm Head Girl and that I am one of the top smartest people at Hogwarts." Ron wrapped his arms around her and started to stroke her hair.

"First of all Hermione, you are not one of the top smartest. You are the smartest witch at Hogwarts whether you want to admit it or not. And second of all you won't loose me to her. I love you and I don't see that changing in the next couple of hours. Let's just get through the party and you can spend time with your family and then when we go back, my mum will make us hot chocolate and I'll let you win at chess again. Ok?" Ron asked putting his hands behind her head and looking into her eyes.

"Alright." Hermione agreed with a smile. She kissed Ron and then took his hand again. They walked out into the living room and found that it was slowly filling up with more of Hermione's family and other guests.

"So Ron, what do you plan on doing when you get out of school?" asked Hermione's grandfather.

"Next year, I'm going to Oxford with Hermione and then I plan on becoming a banker." Ron said as he had practiced it for Harry earlier that day.

"A banker, hmmm. Are you good with money?" Hermione's grandfather asked.

"Yes I am." Ron said. "My brother Bill is a banker and he sort of got me into it." Ron said. It wasn't a complete lie; Bill was a worked at Gringotts.

"Do you play any sports?" asked on of Mr. Granger's work friends when Mr. Granger pulled him over to meet them.

"Yes I play football." Ron answered.

"What position?" another asked.

"Goalie." Ron answered.

"What team do you root for?" asked the first one.

"Manchester United." Ron said, glad that he had asked Mr. Granger about it earlier. They seemed happy that he rooted for Manchester United and Ron was happy that he knew what they were talking about.

The only time when Ron had no idea what they were talking about was when Ron and Hermione were talking with her cousins and they brought up videogames.

"What's your favorite videogame Ron?" asked Hermione's cousin Jake.

"Oh, um…I don't play videogames much." Ron said. He had no idea what videogames were but assumed that it was something to do with the TV by the way that they were describing it. They looked at him like he had five heads.

"Ron isn't into videogames that much. He plays football but he's the best at chess." Hermione said.

"You play chess?" asked Jake. He seemed to have the snobbishness gene like his sister.

"Yeah." Ron said.

"Well I'm the champion of the National Chess Tournament for five years straight." (Again not too sure about this chess thing so don't freak out.) Jake said smugly. "I'll play you."

"No Jake." Hermione said.

"Why?" Jake asked with a pompous laugh. "I promise I won't beat him too bad."

"No because you're too competitive and you'll be a sore loser when Ron wins." Hermione said.

"Yeah right." Jake said. "Nobody could beat me." Hermione opened her mouth to speak but Ron cut her off.

"Alright, I'll play you." Ron said. He was definitely confident in his chess skills.

"Hermione, would you get us the chess board." Jake asked rudely. Hermione sighed and walked to the closet where the games were held. Ron followed her.

"He's a sore loser." Hermione told Ron as she opened the closet. "I'm so sorry about my family. Most of them are crazy."

"It's no big deal. You've been at my house and you know how crazy my family is." Ron said. Hermione smiled at him.

"But I like your family." Hermione said.

"And I like your mum, dad, grandparents and the guys your dad works with." Ron said. Hermione laughed as they started walking to the coffee table where Jake and three other cousins were waiting.

"You know the pieces don't move by themselves right?" Hermione whispered before Ron sat down.

"They don't?" Ron asked, shocked. Hermione shook her head as she sat next to him.

"They don't what?" Jake asked.

"Nothing." Ron said. "Let's play so that I can eat." Ron and Jake set up the board and began to play. After they had been playing for a couple minutes Jake started conversation back up.

"So Hermione where did you meet him?" Jake asked.

"School." Hermione answered briefly.

"How long have you known each other?" Jake asked.

"Almost seven years." Hermione answered.

"So for these past couple Christmases you've been at his house?" Jake asked.

"Yeah." Hermione answered.

"Why this year did you decide to bring him here?" Jake asked. Ron clenched his hand into a fist before he made his move. He hated how Jake was talking about him as if he wasn't even there.

"Because this was the year that we started dating." Hermione answered. Jake opened his mouth to say something but Hermione turned to Ron and spoke. "I'm going to get something to drink, want anything?"

"Sure." Ron said, knowing that Hermione only wanted to get away. She got up and left. Ron looked back at the chessboard, deciding on a move.

"So Ron." Jake started. Whenever he was talking about someone he started with so … and that bothered the hell out of Ron. "Where does your family live?" Ron couldn't tell him where he really lived because it was a wizard district but remembered Harry's aunt and uncle.

"Surrey." Ron answered.

"Surrey?" Jake asked. "That's pretty far. When did you get here?"

"Around two." Ron said. Every time he talked he would talk on Ron's turn, making it hard to concentrate. Jake was starting to get on his nerves and he wished that he could have followed Hermione.

"Must have been a long drive." Jake said.

"Nah," Ron answered. "It was like I blinked and we were here." Ron said, smiling to himself. Jake looked at him weird. Jake opened his mouth to speak again but Ron saw something on the chessboard. "Checkmate." Ron said. Jake looked down at the board astonished. "Good game." Ron said holding his hand out.

"How did you beat me?" He asked. "I'm the champion."

"Good luck with that." Ron said as he withdrew his hand and stood up.

"Rematch!" Jake challenged.

"No thanks." Ron said as he walked away looking for Hermione. Samantha seemed to think of this as her opportunity. She rushed up to Ron.

"Hi Ron." She said putting her hand on his arm. Ron took a step backwards so she wouldn't be touching him.

"Have you seen Hermione?" Ron asked her.

"No, I haven't." Samantha said, taking a step forward. Ron took yet another step backwards.

"Well, I'm going to go look for her." Ron said. He started away but Samantha took Ron's arm.

"Wait." Samantha said, getting closer. Ron backed off and took her hand off his arm.

"Sorry, I've got to find Hermione." Ron said before walking off. He found Hermione catching up with her father with two drinks in her hand. When Ron approached she handed him one.

"Hi Ron." Mr. Granger said. "Hermione tells me that everything at R and H Books is going ok."

"Yup. Everything is going great." Ron said.

"And I here that you've got the job as Editor of the Daily Prophet. Congratulations." Mr. Granger said.

"Thank you sir." Ron said. Hermione was smiling at Ron as her father left.

"So Ron," Hermione said mocking her cousin. "How'd the game go?"

"Well I won and he wanted a rematch but I couldn't bare another game and then I was cornered by Samantha but managed to get away." Ron said.

"Sorry, again, about my fam–" Hermione started but Ron cut her off with a quick peck on the lips.

"Don't apologize." Ron said. Hermione smiled at him and that was one of the many moments that she was grateful for Ron. "But I think that you just might have to make up for it later on." Ron said with suggestive eyebrows.

"As long as you make up for Fred and George keeping tabs on when I go up to your room in the morning." Hermione said with a seductive smile. She gave Ron a quick kiss and they went to eat.

Late that night after the last guest had left Hermione and Ron said goodbye to her parents and they told Ron and Hermione to give Mr. and Mrs. Weasley and invitation to dinner the next week. After they agreed that they would they Apparated back to the Burrow. They Apparated to the middle of the living room where Charlie and Alison were cuddling by the fire.

"How was it?" Alison asked.

"Let's just say I'm glad it's over." Hermione sighed and fell into a couch. Ron fell right next to her.

"That bad?" Charlie asked. Hermione nodded.

"It wasn't all bad." Ron said. "I learned what football is and I got to watch a game of it."

"What the hell is football?" asked Bill as he walked into the room.

"Muggle sport." Ron answered. "Kind of like Quidditch but not played on brooms or with so many balls."

"Oh." Bill said, taking a seat in a chair. Hermione stood up.

"I'm going to change." Hermione said. "I'll be back and we could play chess."

"I have to change too." Ron said, also standing up.

"Be quiet upstairs. Harry and Ginny fell asleep in Ginny's room and Fleur just fell asleep too." Bill said. "Fred and Angelina are doing god knows what in their room, George and Alicia went out for the night, and Percy and Penelope are in the kitchen with mum and dad."

"Alright." Hermione and Ron agreed.

"Mum says you two can share a room because Harry and Ginny fell asleep in the other room." Charlie said. Ron and Hermione smiled at each other before they went and told Mr. and Mrs. Weasley about the dinner invite and they happily accepted. After they told Mr. and Mrs. Weasley they went upstairs to change. Hermione quietly snuck into her room and grabbed her pajamas before going into the bathroom to change. She met Ron down in the living room and he had his chess game and it looked as if Mrs. Weasley had already made them their hot chocolate.