I wanted to write a chapter with Hermione's parents in it, being dentist because, really if he was going to be evenuatlly her love interest do you think that with her parents's being dentists that she wouldn't have a thing for clean teeth? Just the idea with doing a full kiss like that would be really be gross. So I decdied to make something of it. This, even being as small as this chapter is took me a few days because I hace not been feeling well and still feel like crap, but wanted to get this up. So enjoy!

Own Nothing.

Five.

Hermione and Robin sat at the breakfast table, not looking at each, both blushing as they tried to make it through the awkward moments that filled the dining room. Hermione ate her cereal in silence, reading the newspaper as Robin chewed his slowly, looking out the back window. The phone rant, making them both jump, Hermione got up to get it. "It's the phone Robin." She told him, having explained everything his first day. "Hermione Granger speaking." She waited, her face brightening. "Hi Mum. No, I have a friend staying with me." She glanced at Robin who watched her.

"Actually Mum, you and Dad usually have Friday's free right? Could I bring my friend and could you guys look at him for me?" Hermione asked and Robin raised an eyebrow. "Well his name is Robin of the Hood." She waited and he could hear laughter on the small device. "Mum I'm serious." The laughter stopped. "I don't know how he got here, but he's here and I thought if you and Dad had time on Friday you could look at him." She smiled. "Thanks, we'll be by then. Love you." She clicked off the phone. "Good, I am taking you to see the dentist."

"What is this dentist?" Robin asked as Hermione took her bowl of serial to the sink and washed it out. She refilled her coffee and looked at him. "Is it dangerous?"

"It a type of doctor." She explained. "For your mouth." She sat back down at the table and watched him. "Robin, seven hundred years ago you did not have good hygiene, I'm going to fix that. Especially if you're going to be living in this world." She sipped her coffee.

He blinked and nodded, he finished his bowl and went to clean it out and put it away like Hermione had taught him. "I am sorry… about this morning."

She blushed and nodded before looking up. "I hope you're not thinking that because I'm taking you to the dentist that it's because of this morning. My Mum just called and I thought about it, that's all." She looked down.

"Either way." He sat back down across from her. "I am sorry for walking into you bathing room with out considering that you would not have been clothed."

Hermione pursed her lips and nodded. "Yes, well it happens, not often." She sighed. "But hopefully it wont again." She stood up and looked outside. "It's nice out, I'm going to work in the garden today." She walked outside and walked down to her garden.

He sighed and got up, looking out the window at her before walking to her bookcase. He guess he would stay in today, he could walk outside, but he didn't know where he was exactly and he didn't want to get lost. He pulled out a book and set down on the couch, he would read until it was time for lunch.

That Friday, Hermione and Robin sat in her truck as they drove into the small town that her parents held their new practice. It was closer to their old town, but they moved to be closer to Hermione and her house. Hermione turned off the truck after they reached the small building. Smiling, she opened the door and Robin followed her. They walked into the building. "Sit there, I'll be right back." Hermione pointed to a seat in the corner as Robin looked around nervously. She walked up to the counter and smiled at the woman behind it. "Hi Susan, can you let Mum and Dad know that I'm here with my friend. They're examining him this afternoon." She smiled as Susan nodded and Hermione sat down next to Robin.

"What are they going to do?" Robin asked, as he watched the other people in the small room, his voice low.

She glanced at him and gave him a small smile. "They're going to clean your teeth and make sure your mouth is healthy." She explained as the last patient walked back into the room, their ride taking them away. Hermione looked up to see Susan at the door. "Our turn."

It took thirty minutes, X-rays done without Robin freaking out too much before Hermione's parents came into the exam room. "Good news." Hermione father, Dr. Richard Granger showed them the X-rays. "You don't have wisdom teeth, so we don't need to take any out, most of your teeth look healthy but you have quite the number of cavities that are quite deep in a few of them though."

Robin raised an eyebrow and looked at Hermione who understood the look. "Your teeth have like little holes in them. Dad is going to fix that for you." Robin looked back over at her Dad.

"Son, it doesn't look like you've ever been to a dentist." Her father frowned staring at the X-rays. "Ever."

Hermione sighed and looked at her parents. "This is Robin, as in Robin of the Hood, you know, steal from the rich, give to the poor, Sherwood Forest Robin Hood."

Her mother raised an eyebrow, impressed and her father nodded. "Well then, I won't judge you. Now, I'm going to give you something to help you relax, I want you to take deep breaths and this will be over before you know it." He grabbed the gas mask and held it so Robin could see.

Robin scooted back in the chair before looking at Hermione; she could see the fear in his eyes. "Robin, these are my parents, I trust them. Dad is giving you something because what he's going to do will really hurt and the gas, the gas will help you not feel anything."

"Gas?" Robin asked.

Hermione nodded. "Trust me, I would never hurt you, this will help you in this world. I promise, I've had this done to me too."

"You have?" Robin asked.

Hermione nodded but her Father rolled his eyes. "Not to this extent, but in her defense we didn't allow her to eat foods that would give her this many cavities." Her Father held the gas mask closer. "Can we crack on?

Hermione grabbed Robin's hand and squeezed it, her eyes meeting his. "Trust me."

"I do." His eyes never left hers' as he allowed her Mother to pull the gas mask over his face.

"Okay count backwards from hundred." Her Father instructed and Robin slowly started to count.

"100, 99, 98, 97, 96…." He was out, but Hermione didn't let go of his hand.

"He's cute." Hermione's Mother smiled. "Much cuter than the Ginger boy."

"Mother." Hermione groaned, her other hand over her eyes.

Her Father started to work on Robin's mouth. "Is there anything I should know about this young man while I'm working on him?"

"Dad." Hermione sighed. "He's a good man, I guess he died or something and I found him in my herb garden one morning a few days ago. He's been with me ever since."

"Has he met the Weasleys?" Her Mother asked.

Hermione nodded, smiling. "He loves Teddy too, and Harry and Molly like him well enough."

"Oh, he's a keeper than." Her Mother smirked.

Hermione sighed and shook her head, not wanting to argue with her Mother.

Later on the night, Robin woke up in his bed, his mouth aching and when he tried to sit up, he felt sick. He let of a loud groaned and he wanted to groan again as a second pain came forth. There was one for his mouth and one for his head. He touched his cheek to feel it swollen twice the size as it was that morning. What the blood hell happened? He wanted to know.

There was a soft knock on his door and Hermione walked in with a vial and some medicine. "I'm sorry, I didn't think about the pain afterwards, I always forget. Good news is, it'll go away in a few days, sooner if you take the medicine. She helped him sit up, holding him as he glared at her. She smiled meekly and bowed her head, blushing. "This potion will take away the immediate pain and any infection and this pills with take away the pain for later. The potion will also fasten the healing process and about tomorrow evening you'll be all healed."

He nodded and he took the pills then the potion, wincing and holding back a cry from the shot of pain. He sighed, feeling the effects of the potion fast; he laid back down on his pillow as Hermione watched over him. "You are evil." He whispered, able to talk again without being in pain.

She scrunched her nose. "You haven't seen true evil." She sighed and looked at her watch. "It's really only five, you want me to let you sleep for a few more hours and wake you up from some soup?" He nodded, too tired already to talk. "In the afternoon tomorrow, I'll show you how to use a toothbrush and paste so when you decide to kiss me again, you'll have good breath." She winked and stood up, his eyes wide as she turned to leave.

She stood at the door and smile, laughing lightly. "I'm teasing you, just so you know. Bedside humor. Get some rest, I'll bring you chicken noodle soup in a few hours." She closed the door quietly and left him to fall back to sleep.

He sighed and stared up at the ceiling. "This world is strange." He smiled, not feeling the pain to much. "I like it here."