A.N/: Thank you for the Comments!

SR2: yes I noticed, thank you for pointing that on out! I'll try to fix it somehow. Still working on it! :)

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Lady Luna Riddle: yes I agree and thank you! And by the way I didn't notice the similarity between Eugene and Jean granger until you mentioned that! :p

Well here is the next chapter! sorry if there's a few minor errors here and there, you can give me a PM and point out where I may have done it incorrectly. It'll be greatly appreciated, and well anyway Enjoy :)

Lea

They had left early in the morning –around 6 AM. Charlie had given her mum a call earlier, wondering when they'll be arriving at Forks. She told him they'll be arriving around noon, and said that they would probably stop by his house for a visit before going to the cottage.

"You do remember Charlie, don't you Hermione?" her mother asked as they neared Forks boarders.

"Not much." Hermione replied honestly.

Charlie. She mused.

She vaguely remembers him. She only recalls the time when Charlie was carrying her baby cousin Bella to her for the first time and the time he fixed her broken bike. But other than that, it was a blur. Her father told her that Charlie had caught her once, falling from a tree when she was 7. He said that it was the beginning of her 'fear of heights'. Well that obviously cleared the reason behind her uneasiness with a broomstick.

"Well maybe you'll remember him better when you see him. It has been 17 years after all." Jean said. "And look! We're here." Her mother pointed out excitedly.

As they past the borders and into the small town, Hermione couldn't help herself to look around curiously. It's a downright beautiful town, with all the trees and all. But, it's also quite rainy she noted as the rain pound down the windshields.

"Hey honey, why don't you give Charlie a call?" Eugene asked his wife after a while of driving around the city. "I'm not so sure where we are…" he trailed off as he looked around for clues.

"I've tried dear, he wouldn't pick up." Her mother sighed as she slumped down in defeat. She have been trying to contact him for a while now.

"Well why don't we ask someone then?" Hermione suggested. She looked around for a couple of minutes when she spotted someone at the corner and decided to ask him.

"Um, Excuse me! Sir?" she called as she unfastens her seatbelt hastily and jogged out of the car with her umbrella to the pouring rain. Crookshanks hissed slightly as a few droplets of rain caught him.

The person turned around curiously and halted in his steps. As she came closer, she noticed how incredibly tall the man is. And she taught Ron was tall.

"Pardon me sir do you happen to know where the Swan residence is? We've kind of gotten ourselves lost." She said politely.

"You do realize that Forks is rather a small city." The man pointed out amusedly.

She mentally swore as her face flushed in embarrassment. He smirked and she glared at him slightly and raised her chin defiantly. Oh how that man irked her. Of course she realized it. She has read a book about it at the plane, though she didn't have time to look at the map per-se.

"Yes, we realized. But we're trying to get there quickly."Hermione said calmly.

"Don't you have a map?" he asked curiously.

"Didn't seem to need one" she snipped. He raised an eyebrow at this.

"At first" she amended calmly.

She waited for his reply, but he just stood there looking at her. Not saying anything and looking at her as if she was the most bizarre and amusing thing.

"Well are you, or are you not, going to bloody tell me the location? My parents are waiting and I would really appreciate it to get out of this bloody rain anytime soon!" she snapped in frustration.

Oh how Ron and Harry would never let this down if they were here. Hermione Jean Granger, the sensible one snapped at a complete stranger. And don't mention being down right rude! And she cursed at him to boot. But looking at him now, laughing boisterously like a mad man, seemingly mocking her just adds on to her irritation.

"Whoa! Wait up there kitten!" he said before she could get a chance to turn around.

"What did you call me?" Hermione said, narrowing her eyes dangerously with a dangerous glint in her eyes. She was already at her last straw. One more push and she'll hex him on the spot. To hell with being spotted by Muggles!

"Calm down, I didn't mean to make you so angry." He said, sounding nervous when he noticed the look on her face. Good, that'll tell him not to mess with her.

"Well, if you're looking for the chief, his house is just right down this corner. Just look for an old red pickup truck." He said, grinning cautiously.

"Thank you!" she cried waving her hands in a crazed fashion. She turned around on her heals abruptly and stomped back over to the car, grumbling under her breath all the while about silly American men.

"So what took you so long dear?" Jean asked curiously when Hermione sat down and slammed the door shut.

"Nothing" she muttered. "He said his house is right around the corner. Look for the old red pickup truck."

"oookay then, off we go." Eugene said as he started the car again and turned around the corner.

Hermione noticed though that the man was gone. He couldn't have disappear that fast. Maybe he just went in to one of the houses. She assumed. Though she did a double take when she swore she saw something dark and huge past the trees a few minutes later. And it was definitely not a bear, she could tell just that much. She knows she's being paranoid, well after the war and all it's entirely better to be cautious than sorry. As Mad Eye's word would put it; Constant Vigilance. But before she could ponder on the matter further her mother's excited voice cuts through.

"Well there's the truck. And there's the house!" Jean said, obviously ecstatic.

Eugene parked the car across the house, and then continued to open the door for Jean and Hermione.

"You didn't tell me Charlie's a policeman now." Eugene said curiously as he looked at the police car parked beside the truck as they walked up the door.

"I didn't know myself until now." Jean mused.

As Eugene knocked on the door, Hermione's nervously stroke Crookshanks hair. Seeming to sense his mistress's distress, he purred and snuggled further into her arms to comfort her.

"Coming!" said a gruff voice. No doubt that was Charlie.

There was a shuffle and soon after Charlie opened the door before them.

"Charlie!" Jean cried in absolute excitement.

"Jean" Charlie grinned, giving her a rather awkward bear hug at the same time. "It's so good to see you again cousin." He said as he released her.

"It's good to see you too. Why didn't you answer my calls? I've called you 6 times already!" Jean chided him good-naturedly.

"Sorry about that, left my phone upstairs it seems, must remember to always have my phone with me at all times next time." He apologized.

"And Eugene, it's a pleasure to meet you again my good man." Charlie smiled as he turned his attention him, giving him a firm hand shake.

"Likewise Charles, likewise, and you remember little 'mione don't you?" Eugene said as he pushed Hermione lightly.

"That 'mione? We'll she's not little anymore now isn't she? My, have you grown. It's good to see you again." Charlie said as he also gave her and awkward hug. Carefully not to crush the ginger cat in between.

"It's good to see you too." Hermione said shyly, giving him a small smile.

"Why don't you three come in? Bella's at the kitchen." Charlie said as he opened the door wider to let them through.