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On the train, then off again, a Harry Potter Story.

As the train bustled along they just sat there quietly with Harry's arm around Hermione's shoulder. Hermione had finished her excited chatter some time ago and now the two of them were just enjoying the simplicity of a quiet train ride. Their moment was broken however when Ron barged in and saw how they had been sitting and demanded, "What the bloody Hell?"

Harry at first did not respond," Pardon me Hermione do you mind if I take care of this?" he said while moving his arm gently. Hermione nodded and then said firmly sitting up, "Close the door Ron this is between the three of us!"

Ron slammed the compartment doors harder than was necessary. He glowered at them and crossed his arms over his chest as he sat as far away from the other two as possible.

Harry let out a breath as he ran a hand through his hair. Looking at Ron he asked, "Are you actually going to listen this time or do I need to cast a body bind on you?"

Ron glared at Harry a moment then made a gesture with his hand for Harry to continue.

"You were the first friend I ever had and the closest thing to a brother I'll ever have but sometimes you can't see the forest for the trees."

A puzzled look flashed across Ron's face and Harry continued. "Think about it Ron in one way or another Voldemort has come after me three times already." Harry ignored Ron's wince at Tom Riddles assumed name.

"Hermione pointed this out to me and then asked me if I thought divination would really help with that. She then told me that Ancient Runes and Arithmancy were a big part of warding magic witch you would know about through your brother bill. Wards are how you protect your home." Ron opened his mouth to interrupt and Harry raised a hand to stop him. Ron shut his mouth with an audible snap glaring once again at Harry.

"Everything will be explained Ron just give me time. Not long after Hermione and I decided to take those classes you and I had our falling out so we never had a chance to explain it all to you. Also because of our falling out Hermione and I began spending more time together and ….eerrr…..ummm…"

And just as quickly as Ron's glaring began it ended. His facial expression now could only be described as the proverbial light going on above his red head. He looked at the two of them for a moment and then let out a sigh and said, "So where does this leave me?"

Hermione reached out and took a hold of one of Ron's hands and then one of Harry's. "You're our friend Ron and you'll always be our friend. The things you said hurt, but we are willing to forgive you because that is what friends do" Hermione said.

Letting go of the boys hands she waggled a finger at Ron and said, "But don't make a habit out of it Ronald. I can't and won't speak for Harry, but I can only forgive so many times. If you stop and really think about it the wealth you and I have far out weigh any amount of gold Harry has. And Harry would trade every Knut he owned for what you have but wouldn't wish his life with the Dursleys on anyone, not even Snape."

Ron leaned back into the seat and starred of into space seeming to contemplate what Hermione had said. Harry and Hermione both waited patiently for a while and then watched in amusement as a blush spread from Ron's ears to his face. The blush was not in anger but in embarrassment as he realized what Hermione had meant. He rubbed the back of his neck with a hand looking at the floor apparently at a loss for words.

Finally Ron spoke up, "I never realized Harry, I mean I know how bad it was for you but I guess I always figured the money and fame made up for those gits the Dursleys. I'm sorry if I've been a git, but this is a lot to think about", Ron said with his head in his hands, "It's all so fast; I'll try and write over the summer though." Ron said looking up to both of them and standing.

Harry gave a nod and Hermione a small wave as Ron left the compartment. Harry starred out the compartment doors that Ron had just exited then turned to Hermione.

"Well what do you think did we do the right thing by not telling him?" Harry asked wearily.

Hermione placed a hand on his and said, "Harry, he's just not ready for all this, it's a lot to take in just the little he knows now is enough to make him stress, he's still a kid remember? Let him enjoy his innocence while he can, Merlin knows its going to be taking from him soon enough."

Harry nodded and leaned his forehead onto Hermione's, "As always you are correct."

Hermione giggled and they resumed there previous seating. "You better believe it Mr. Potter!" Hermione said smiling as she snuggled back into Harry's arm. Harry chuckled and they resumed watching out the window as the train finished its last leg of the journey to Kings Cross station.

~~~~Kings Cross Station~~~~~

Harry and Hermione watched the end of year bustle with amused expressions. The rushing parents, the boisterous students and animals all made such a happily mundane scene the two could not help watching. They had already made there goodbyes with the Weasley's and had met Neville's imposing Gran formally when they spotted Hermione's parents waiving to them. As they walked over to the Grangers Harry whispered to Hermione, "It doesn't matter what age I am every time I meet Augusta Longbottom I feel like a child!" Hermione giggled and nodded in silent agreement as they reached her parents.

The Grangers embraced Hermione and they turned to Harry, and Hermione said, "Harry these are my parents Doctors Dan and Emma Granger. Mum, Dad this is Harry Potter."

Harry stepped forward smiling and shook their hands saying to each of them, "Doctor Granger, pleasure to meet you"

They shook hands and then Hermione's mum said with a smile," Harry please call us Dan and Emma.

"Yes Harry please, we're only doctor's Granger at the office." said Dan after watching his wife and Harry interact.

"Yes sir," Harry replied respectfully.

Dan made a point of looking around then looked back at Harry and said, "I'm not old enough to be sir yet and my dad's not here, so unless you want me calling you kid all the time I suggest we keep it to Dan." He said with a chuckle.

Harry smiled as a wave of nostalgia washed over him; he remembered that he and Dan had almost the same exact by play when Hermione had introduced him as her boyfriend at the end of their 6th year the first time around.

Harry cut his eyes to Hermione and saw her's glistening, knowing she was remembering the same moment in there past.

Harry and Dan put the trunks onto a trolley along with Hedwig's cage. Harry volunteered to push the trolley knowing Hermione would love the chance to catch up with her parents a little before they reached the car.

As Harry watched the three grangers while he followed behind, he took in Hermione's parents.

Dan with his broad shoulders and dark brown curly cropped hair and light blue eyes, he seemed to tower over Hermione and Emma but was in reality only about 6 foot tall

. And Emma with her long straight light brown hair neatly tucked into a pony tail and her dark brown eyes that showed where Hermione got hers. Emma had her arm around her daughter's shoulders and still had her in height by a good 6 inches.

Harry followed them to the car and then helped Dan get the trunks into the boot. Looking to make sure no one was watching he released Hedwig and told her to fly to Hermione's Home and to wait for him there.

He climbed into the car with the others buckled his seat belt and looked up to see Emma giving him a curious look. She stared at him a moment then asked, "Harry if you don't mind me asking won't your family be missing you this summer?"

Harry looked at his lap as if it held answers, then with a lost look as if to silently plead he was saying this right, he began. Mrs. Granger", sorry I mean Emma, he said at her look, "Ad you know my family died the night I was attacked by the wizard Voldemort."

"And the relatives", Harry said emphasizing the last word; "I've been forced to live with, neither like me, nor magic in there home. In fact nothing would please them more if I never came back." Harry said this with no malice in his voice, as if he were stating facts from a text book.

Emma looked on during Harry's speech with a mixture of sorrow and outrage. She reached over and touched Dan's arm, causing him to turn and look at her. Something unspoken passed between the two and then Dan nodded before turning to look at Harry with a scowl on his face.

"Harry I want you to answer me honestly, are your relatives abusive?" Dan asked. Though he was scowling Dan's voice was gentle with a note of concern.

Harry regarded the window as if he could see the events of his life with the Dursleys being played out in its tinted reflection. He then turned to Dan and began what he knew was a necessary conversation.

"Saying they were abusive is a bit harsh they were more like bullies. Most of the time they just ignored me when they weren't treating me like a slave. Yes, there was some hitting but most of the hitting I received was from Dudley, and I don't believe its entirely there fault,' Dan opened his mouth to interrupt but Harry held up his hand then continued, "not that I'm saying I was deserving of it, at all but as I stated earlier, I was forced to live there, as they forced to have me there. Granted they didn't try to make the best of the situation, but seeing as how they are the only blood relatives I have left, I want to try and give us both a little happiness and we are happier apart. To be honest I'm rather glad to be shut of them, and I know they are just as happy at the thought of never seeing me again. I don't plan on giving them another thought."

Dan looked thoughtfully at Harry for a moment before nodding, his scowl gone by now. "That's very mature of you Harry and we all will respect those wishes. But if you ever change your mind and need to talk about it, we are here for you." Dan said turning back to start up the car.

In the time it took to get to the Granger home Harry relearned things about the grangers , some he had forgotten others he'd not thought about in so long they needed refreshing anyway. So even though he'd heard most of it before, for Harry it was a pleasant car ride.

They talked about Emma's new found love of aerobics' on tape and in person at her Gym.

Dan excitedly chatted to any one about the old book he found in an antique store that had sparked an interest in boxing. He had bought a small assortment of exercise equipment at Emma's encouragement. This reminded Harry that unlike the Dursey's his future in-laws had a knack and love of being fit. They prided themselves on keeping healthy without becoming obsessive. Harry looked down at himself, that would come in handy over this summer seeing as how he'd be staying with them.

Hermione noticed Harry's line of sight and remembered something he had asked her to talk to her family about. Turning to her mother she asked, "Mum is it alright if Harry joins us in the morning for our run?

"Of course he can and I'm sure your father would love a sparring partner for his new hobby." She looked over to Dan for reassurance and he nodded. "Sounds like fun" he said sincerely.

Harry shot Hermione a conspiratorial look and then smirked and said, "OK sounds great but only if you promise to take it easy on me Dan!"

Hermione shot him a dark look then leaned close and whispered in a 'no nonsense' tone, "If you use Ti Chi on my father your next sparring match will be against me!"

Harry paled and said in a quick weak whisper, "Yes dear!"

The two of them lapsed into a contemplative silence while Dan and Emma continued telling the two teens what they had been up to over the year whilst Hermione was at school.

They had just turned onto the street the Grangers lived on when Harry leaned over to Hermione and whispered, "That's not that bad of an idea you know."

Hermione looked at Harry quickly and whispered, "What isn't a bad idea?"

"The two of us sparring", he whispered, "It will help keep our skills sharp. You do remember what Master Chuan said about Practice don't you?" Harry said softly.

Hermione nodded and looked thoughtful, "While my parents are at work and after we put up the wards." She said firmly.

Harry gave a nod then squeezed her hand reassuringly.

At that moment the car stopped and they realized they were in Hermione's drive way already.

The Granger Home was a beautiful two story brick in a neighborhood that showed the wealth of a person without being tacky. The lush grass front yard was well manicured with small shrubs surrounding a white columned front porch in the Tudor style. The fence for the back yard was built more for privacy than to keep anything out. There was a beautiful array of trees in the front to give the illusion of only a porch to be seen from the street. The drive way was in a large u shape cutting to right in front of the steps to the porch. A three car Garage was the only true extravagance of the structure. It was built into the side of the home and looked to be able two hold 4 SUV's comfortably and a small apartment was above it.

Harry stared for just a moment at the expanse of the home as long as he felt appropriate. He remembered the home but always tried to keep in the back of his mind the importance of not changing too much of this time at least not yet he thought.

He helped bring their things inside, again showing appropriate awe as Hermione pointed out a few things here and there.

It was a 4 bedroom home, one being turned into an office since it was on the 1st floor. They told Harry that he would be staying in the second room on the right after the stairs, which happened to be right across from Hermione's room. Hermione showed Harry the house as they had agreed would be necessary.

She walked him through the downstairs pointing out the sitting room, the library, the office, the dining room and the kitchen and the door to the cellar. Then they went upstairs and she pointed out her parent's room, the bathroom, the door to the attic, her room, then showed Harry to his room.

The walls were painted a neutral color with tasteful scenic paintings; the curtains were also a neutral color. A very soft looking double bed was in one corner of the room with a blue comforter on it; at the foot of the bed against the same wall was a rather new looking desk. On the wall across from the bed was the wardrobe Harry remembered from the first go round and the door to the room's walk in closet.

Dan appeared at the door with Harry's trunk and said, "Where would you like me to put this so you can unpack, we keep Hermione's in the attic when she's not using it."

"Err" Harry said as he rubbed the back of his neck, "I'd prefer to keep mine with me if it's alright?"

"No problem Harry I'll just put it over here by the wardrobe and if you change your mind we can put it in the attic for you." said Dan.

As Dan set the trunk by the wardrobe Harry smiled and said "Thanks"

"Dinner will be in a short while so you two don't take too long, ok?" Dan said as he walked out of the room.

The two waited a moment to hear his footsteps retreating down the stairs then turned to each other.

Hermione turned to Harry with a smile on her face and said "Isn't it great seeing them again?"

"Yes it is", Harry said still starring at the door. He looked around the room for a moment then back to Hermione. As a sly smile played across his lips he said, "Remember the last time we were alone in this room?"

"Harry! Really, I'm only 13." She said innocently.

Harry snorted, "Yes and the event I'm talking about is only 5 years away!"

"Well!" She said in a sultry voice sauntering up to him she pressed her body against his and ran a hand up and down his shirt covered chest, "It sounds to me like"

She leaned in close and whispered huskily in his ear, "You'd better get used to cold showers for a while." She turned on her heel and left a shell shocked Harry Potter standing in the Grangers guest room alone.

He stood there a moment and then shook his head to clear it and yelled, "Why you!!!"

And ran after Hermione.

Hermione squealed and charged down the stairs Harry fast on her heels. He caught her in the living room where an all out tickle fight began.

Finally gasping for breath Hermione cried, "I yield, I yield!!!!"

Harry helped her up and they both flopped onto to the sofa. He turned to her and grinning like a mad man said, "And don't you forget it!"

"Oh trust me I don't forget much" She said arching an eyebrow at him and crossing her arms across her chest.

Harry smiled and waved it of saying, "I concede the point."

"But we do need to be more mindful of our behavior around my parents, at least until we have a chance to talk with them." Hermione said turning serious.

Harry snorted and said, "I can't wait to see how you are going to break this one to them." He continued "Mum, Dad I'm from the future…."

As he trailed of Harry just shook his head.

Hermione reached over and patted his knee. "Harry that's good but I think you should add some more too the end of that when you explain to my parents how you brought me back from the future." Hermione said with a straight face.

"Yeah you're right…." Then Harry's eyes bugged out as his head shot her direction and he exclaimed shocked, "Wait! What?"

Hermione held her serious expression a full minute before bursting into a fit of giggles.

In between Hermione's gasps and giggles Harry scowled at her

"Ooh you!" Harry said.

Harry then stuck out his bottom lip and put on a hurt face, and Hermione forgot her giggles and went to his side. She took his hands and said, "Awe poor baby you're just having an off day." Then with a quick look around she gave his a chaste hug.

Harry leaned back on the settee and said, "I'm just out of practice I've missed our playful banter."

He then stood and offered his hand to Hermione to go in for dinner.

As the next two weeks past Harry fell into a comfortable routine with the Grangers.

Up early every morning for a 2 miles run, which for Harry was more of a walk, as he started to get his body into shape.

Then the Grangers and Harry would make and clean up after breakfast, followed by Dan and Emma going off to work at their dental practice.

Then the two teens would find somewhere around the house for them to do their over the summer work for school. That would last about two hours. Then they would work on the wards on the house and escape plans in case of an attack for about 3 hours.

They'd break for lunch for thirty minutes and then on to 2 hours of exercising and reacquainting their bodies with the strenuous work of Chen style Ti Chi Chuan, which most of the time they just referred to as Ti Chi so as not to give away their style.

They would stop an hour before Dan and Emma were to come home to make themselves and their practice area look presentable. After seeing how out of shape Harry was they decided to push back the Azkaban infiltration by two weeks.

A week into the summer a trip to an optometrist was scheduled after Emma caught him squinting at the tele one night. This landed Harry a more stylish set of frames and a few boxes of contacts, which lucky for him came with a pamphlet of directions.

Everything seemed to be going great until two weeks into the summer.

Harry and Hermione were sparring in the backyard.

"Stupefy!" Harry called out as he pushed a punch toward Hermione, Hermione bent backward as the spell streaked past leaving her unharmed. Then she twisted her body in a move to spin and pushed her arm in between her legs mid spin, not to hit Harry but to send a stunner his way while still in motion.

As they continued their sparring Harry commented, "You know it's fortunate that the ministry hasn't developed a way to detect wandless magic yet!"

Hermione snorted as she ducked a cutting curse from Harry and said while striking out a kick, "It's more likely that it is fortunate I found that cloaking ward that masks the use of magic! Remember that thing that happened with dobby when you met? Besides the ministry is far too cocky to even think a muggle born could do wandless magic, never mind put up the wards to block them from finding anything out. The underage magic use detection charms are only designed to pick up spells and charms they know we would learn in school. Technically speaking", she said ducking a kick and blasting Harry with a banishing curse, "We could brew every potion in our text books on my front lawn and until some one reported us to the ministry they'd be none the wiser.

Harry leapt into the air and sent a blasting curse at Hermione's feat which she did a marvelous back flip to avoid then sent a cutting curse at Harry.

Normally Harry would have easily dodged this, but some movement at the backdoor distracted him momentarily which he paid for by taking the curse to his right shoulder.

The impact of the spell spun him in mid air and the wound was compacted by the fact that Harry landed none to gracefully breaking his arm in three places.

Hermione screamed, "Harry!", and ran to his side reaching him just as a shadow fell across them both. Hermione looked up to see the white face of her mother. Harry opened his eyes, grimacing, to see Emma and Hermione's ashen faces looking at him.

Just then Dan raced out with the phone in one hand and a large looking first aid kit in the other. As he reached them he asked, "Do we need and ambulance?"

"No!" Harry and Hermione shouted in unison, panic in there voices.

Hermione summoned the phone from her fathers hand without thinking and ensured he had not made a call before placing it on the grass beside her.

She looked at Harry with unshed tears in her eyes, "oh, Harry I'm so sorry, remember this will hurt brace yourself" she said as she placed her hands above his wounds.

Her hands and his arm were surrounded by a blue glow and Harry grimaced again. As the cut sealed seemingly of its own accord their was a snapping and cracking sound of bones realigning as Harry's mangled arm returned to its proper shape.

Emma let out a strangled cry and placed her hands over her mouth as she watched intently. Dan's reaction was far less noisy as he swallowed suddenly finding his mouth quite dry, he dropped to one knee and put a hand on his wife's shoulder watching what the two considered a young boy going through this obviously painful process.

As the glow faded Harry sat up gingerly moving his now healed arm to his lap slowly. He looked down and wiggled his fingers, looking up he smiled weakly yet reassuringly at Hermione.

"Good as knew like just like every time before! And it wasn't your fault Hermione; I let myself get distracted when your mum and dad came out onto the porch." He said gently reaching out to give her a soft one armed hug. Hermione leaned in returning the hug being careful not to bump against his arm.

Harry looked past Hermione's shoulder at her parents.

"Err! I suppose we should have a chat." Harry said slightly embarrassed.

Dan eyed Harry for a moment, "You would be correct to say the least Harry!"

After Hermione stood Harry looked at Dan and asked, "I know this is going to seem odd but would you mind terribly putting my arm in a sling?"

Dan gave Harry a quizzical look, "But I thought Hermione fixed it?" he said.

Harry nodded and said, "Well she did but its still necessary for me to give the bones a few days to strengthen," He repressed a shutter as he continued, "And it wouldn't be a

bad idea for Hermione and I to brew a potion called Skelegrow!"

Emma chimed in at this point, "why did you shutter when you mentioned the potion is it painful?"

As Dan began putting the sling on Harry, he responded, "Yes it is painful, but it also taste pretty bad."

Emma shrugged, "oh come now! How bad can it be?" She said trying to lighten the mood.

Harry responded rather seriously, "Ever tried swallowing; liquefied, warm, Mongolian Yak Shit?"

Dan paused and shot a glance at his wife who looked shocked beyond words.

Then all at once everyone started laughing.

AN

Next chapter will be out sometime after the holidays, Have a happy holidays.

If cordless phones weren't in A England in 92 we apologize it just worked for the story.

For more on the type of martial arts we are using in this story see our bio page.

We will not be explaining it in detail in the story.

Chen style Ti Chi Chuan

This is Harry and Hermione's martial arts form. As you can see with the hands movements we chose this style because of how useful yet subtle it would be for Harry's many needs in battle. Also because it would be very easy to incorporate magic into this form of Ti Chi due to its dedication to the ebb and flow of energies in ones body. And the meditation involved also this is one of the few forms that while accomplishing these things also has varying weapons uses depending on the person's size, abilities and weapons of choice. We spent hours searching martial arts forms on the internet until we found this form which will suit our purposes for Harry. Hermione is joining him in the form as she will be involved in a few scuffles herself. The biggest thing that made us choose this form was that it looked more than any others like one that could have been created by a wizard.