From the long car ride from the bus station to Will's flat to the very long day of unpacking and rearranging, Hermione could successfully say she felt completely odd. Dinner was extremely awkward. Neither wanted to admit their troubles. It seemed to be a common trait for both sides of Hermione's family. Silverware scratched against plastic plates as the pair of cousins sat in silence.
"I know why you came," Will said suddenly.
Shit, cursed Hermione.
"What do you mean?" she asked.
"I told my mom you were coming to stay with me, so she took it upon herself to find out exactly what your reasons were." Both curled haired brunettes chuckled awkwardly.
"I'm sorry I never made more of an effort to visit you," Hermione said, her head hanging slightly. Will raised his right hand and shook his head. His left hand wiped the water from his lips that threaten to escape.
"Don't worry, Herms. We never really made much of an effort to visit you either. Besides, with your boarding school, it was hard to drag you away."
Another nervous chuckle passed over the brunettes' lips.
"Yeah, I really liked it there," she admitted. Thinking about Hogwarts made the dull pang in her heart much more intense.
"Anyway," Will started, interrupting Hermione's thinking. "I know that your parents weren't happy that you wanted to run away with that guy and get married. They thought you were too young and that you two didn't know one another long enough. Honestly, I was shocked when I heard it. I didn't think you were the one to get all starry-eyed." Will finished his story and took a long sip of his water. Hermione couldn't believe the story her mother had concocted. It was completely outrageous, but believable to anyone who didn't know Hermione that well. For a brief moment she thought of her ex-boyfriend, Zach Amberlin, the tanned, dark-haired Aussie that had taken her interest for a good six months. The relationship however, was doomed when Zach finally, truly realized that Hermione wasn't willing to get over her ex-boyfriend.
Who knew an insufferable ginger head could effect her so much?
"I got a little carried away, I suppose. I would have moved in with Zach, but, he didn't seem to care as much as he had led on," she said, adding to the web of lies her mother had created.
"Either way, I'm glad you're here." Hermione smiled at Will's appreciation.
"Thanks. Anyway, I hear that there is a position open at a local school. McKinley I think the name is. Have you heard of it?"
Will's face went a glow and he started to chuckle.
"I work there. I'm the Spanish teacher and I am the director for the Glee club. The team is called New Directions. We just won Sectionals, next is Regionals." Will had such a glow on his face as he spoke about New Directions. There was a great pride that he held in his eyes for the students.
"I hope I get to meet them," Hermione said softly.
There was a pause, a tension in the air. Hermione wanted to press Will on the question he hadn't answered the night before. Could she press him?
"Will, what happened between you and Terri?" she asked softly, pushing around the remains of her grilled chicken breast. Once again, Will sighed.
"Did your mom tell you that we were expecting?" Hermione gasped and shook her head. She wasn't sure if this was a good thing or not. After all, he wasn't smiling.
"I don't think our Mums have been in touch for quite a while."
"Right. Yeah, well, she was. We were going to have a boy. And then… I found out…" He was taking a while to answer. Maybe it wasn't right that Hermione had asked. Maybe she shouldn't have pressed him.
Of course, just because she shouldn't have, didn't mean she didn't.
"Will?"
"She had faked the pregnancy. It was a hysterical pregnancy, but she hadn't told me so because she thought she was losing me. I couldn't believe she lied to me!" His anger was boiling in every fiber of his body. Long digits curled around a fork and knife in anger.
"So, I left her, and she packed all her things and moved in with her sister." Hermione nodded slowly and bit her bottom lip.
"Well, from what I remember about her, she wasn't right for you anyway. Far too selfish. Took you for granted. A right wanker." She nodded curtly.
Will couldn't help but break into laughter at her English slang.
"If you get a job at McKinley, the kids are going to love your accent and then probably get confused when you actually speak to them." Hermione burst out laughing and sat back in her chair. As she crossed her arms across her chest, suddenly feeling very content.
Maybe living in America was going to be simpler than she thought.
A/N: I do believe that there is going to be some Sue wit in the next chapter. I do hope so! I love her wit. I just gotta think of something that would be perfect for her to say. I don't own either verse. I love reviews. You get the idea.