The whole Granger family gaped at Hermione, whom was still the phone.
"What the hell do you mean, won't be her till tomorrow?" She paused and listened to the other person. "Yes I understand that you have to work but you own the frickin company, you can cancel." Another pause." And I understand, but this is important. Also you're leaving me to take care of your children by myself." Pause. "No I won't put them on the phone, you can talk to them when you get here you arsehole." Pause. "Love you too."
Hermione took the phone from her ear and hung up. She glanced up at her parents and saw her children staring her. "Hello lovelies. Can I have a hug?" She watched as her children ran over to her and she encompass them in a hug. Just because she was posed off doesn't mean she couldn't be loving to her children. They were her babies. And her only ones.
At the moment.
"Who was that dear?" Jean asked her daughter.
Hermione looked over to her parents. "Dray. Said he won't be her till tomorrow. He knows how much I need him here." She rolls her eyes at her husbands antics. He once told her he'd miss their anniversary just so he could surprise her and be her 'hero'. She had punched him in the gut.
Jean smiled at her daughter.
Robert turned to his brother. "Are we waiting on anyone else?"
This seemed to knock Eric out of his shock. He nodded and said, "Umm we're waiting on Fredrick and his family."
The whole family waited outside for about ten minutes before another family car pulled up. A middle aged blond man stepped out, along with a pretty Asian women with red highlights. Two boys pushed out of the back and stood next to their parents.
"Oh is Annabeth not coming Freddie?" Robert asked his brother. Fredrick rolled his eyes at the name but smiled fondly at his favorite cousin.
"She is. But she drove with her boyfriend."
"Ugh. She has a boyfriend?" Cecelia asked Lilian quietly. "I bet he's as ugly as her. Oh and as nerdy. Ugh he's probably a geek."
Hermione was ecstatic to hear that her favorite cousin was going to be here. She came when she was little and would always hang with Hermione, but the last time she saw any of the family was when Annabeth was six. She heard that she had run away, and wouldn't doubt it. Annabeth wasn't exactly... welcome... in the family. Her mother dropped Annabeth off as a baby, saying she didn't want her. She also happened to look almost nothing like her father, so it used to be a reminder every time he looked at her. The only difference between Hermione and Annabeth besides appearance was that Annabeth had guts when they were kids. She would stick up for herself to their cousins. They often teased her about her steely gray eyes and blond hair that would get tangled easily. Or of how much time she spent reading or doing math. They were all jealous of her. She, along with Lilian, were one of the few lucky enough to escape the Grangers brown eyes and brown hair. Cecelia was especially jealous, because Annabeth was also smart.
They were all pulled out of their thoughts as a sea green Ferrari pulled up beside them. A hot guy with tousled jet black hair and mesmerizing sea green eyes stepped out. His tan brought out his eye color and his full pink lips were pulled up a a mischievous smile. He went to the other side and opened the door. A gorgeous girl stepped out. Her blond hair cascaded down her back in little ringlets, similar to Hermiones. Her gray eyes were steely and calculating, as if thinking of every possible way to take you down. She was wearing an orange camp shirt with a Pegasus on the front and a pair of blue skinny jeans, but they weren't too tight. They hugged her figure just right, similar to Hermione again. Her tan was al ost as dark as the boys, but brought her eyes and golden hair. Her lips were full and pink, but bare from makeup.
The two people walked to the back of the car and popped the trunk. The boy grabbed a blue suitcase with waves on it and a trident on the front and the girl grabbed a gray one with silver waves and an owl sewn on.
"Annabeth!?" Hermione asked, astonished.
She figured that Annabeth had changed, but not this much.
"On my gods, Hermione? Is that you? You look amazing!" She went and hugged the girl. They chartered for a minute before Annabeth pulled the boy over.
"Hermione, this is my fiancé, Percy Jackson. Percy, this is the cousin I told you about."
Percy held his hand out and Hermione batted it away, going in for a hug.
"Nice to meet you. I'm Hermione, as Annabeth said."
"Nice to meet you too."
Annabeth and Hermione kept talking. Percy looked down as he felt a small tug. What he saw made him silently coo. A small child stood there, looking up at him with large doe eyes. Her dress had a bow in it and her hair was curly, like Annabeths. He squatted down until he was the same height as her.
"Hello there. What's your name?"
"I'm Cassiopeia."
"What a pretty name for a pretty girl." She looked down bashfully. "I'm Percy."
"Hello Pewcy."
Percy looked over to see a little bit looking at his mother. He looked exactly like the little girl, but with higher cheekbones and a straighter nose.
"Is that your brother?"
Cassiopeia glanced over at her twin and nodded. "That's Scorpious."