A/N: So after a nice weekend I hope you are ready for some more!

I understand that people would like to read about some of the events in Hermione's first year that were in the book like christmas and the troll incedent. So I have decided that once I have finshed writing The Half Blood Princess I would write a couple of little one shots about her first Christmas with Snape and what happened with the troll.

Thank you to: Mrs. Tom Riddle 1999, neverest, Narnia and Harry Potter 4 EVER, Super MKatR, EmilyWoods, Goldielocks80 dracosgirl007 and all the guests that have reviewed! (apart from the first evil guest who was mean and evil!)

I hope you like it!

Meg x

14th July 1992

"Dad? Dad? Where are you?" I had spent 20 minutes looking around our house for my dad. Honestly for an average size house you wouldn't think a fully grown man would be able to hide inside it.

"Hermione? What do you want?" Finally I saw Dad walking through the door from the garden.

"You were in the garden? But you hate the sunlight?" he just glared at me. "Anyway I wanted you because I was just reminding you that I am going to see Harry at the park near his aunts house. We were then going to go to the shop for lunch. Soooo i'm gonna be needing some money?" I gave him a peck on the cheek and then started heading up the stairs. "Oh don't forget I will be paying for Harry as well. His aunt and uncle don't give him any money" with the sound of my fathers grumbles I rushed upstairs to my room to grab my things.

Once I had collected my bag with my purse and keys in, I stashed my wand inside and headed back downstairs. Dad was sitting at the dining table with today's Daily Prophet. I grabbed the money that he had left out for me and was just about to head out of the door when he spoke.

"You know, I will not be happy if you come back dating Potter." I blushed but looked appalled at the same time.

"DAD! Harry is my best friend, he is more like a brother to me than anything. Besides, even if I did start dating him I wouldn't care what you think. You hate harry all because of who his dad is. Come next summer you will be seeing a lot more of him and not only in lessons. When I tell him, he will be spending summers with us whether you like it or not. He's a good guy dad, can't you put your hate for his dad behind you and see how much like Lily he is? Just because he looks like James does not mean he is like him.

Anyway I have to go. I will be back tonight ok? Don't worry. I will be careful." Dad sighed and I walked up to him, gave him a quick hug and a kiss the headed out the kitchen, "Love you!" I call through the door. Hearing a quiet love you too back.

I stepped outside and took in the hot summer air. We only live around the corner from Harry. So the walk to his park wasn't too bad. And I didn't have to pay for a bus ticket. Once I had gotten to the path that led to the park I noticed a skinny boy with messy black hair and glasses sitting on one of the swings. I grinned and started running up to him. The boy smiled and got up off the swing ready to catch the girl that was racing towards him in his arms.

"Harry I've missed yo so much! How has your summer been so far?" I asked finally letting go. He just chuckled.

"My summer has been the same as usual so far. Although they are not allowing me to let Hedwig out of her cadge so they are getting annoyed at me every time she screeches. I'm so glad you rang and told them you knew me from primary school instead of mentioning Hogwarts. Ron rang a few days after and the idiot shouted down the phone. Honestly I could hear him from the other room. He shouted down the phone claiming he was a friend from Hogwarts. I watched at Vernon's beedy little eyes turn to slits and his face started turning purple. He then shouted down the phone claiming that no Harry Potter lived there, hung up the phone then rounded on me. I got no food for a week." I had to laugh at the image of his uncle. But being punished for something that wasn't his fault is barbaric. Stupid Ron for shouting down the phone. How can he be so dense.

"Are you ok? You must be hungry! Come on lets go and grab something proper to eat" I said squeezing Harry's hand and pulling him up down the path. Harry chuckled. Oh how I have missed you Miss Granger.

My day with Harry was nice and relaxing. After catching up with our summers, there were countless times where I almost told him my secret. Wishing that I could bring him back home with me so he could have a proper 12 year olds summer. Although he isn't 12 yet but he will be in 17 days. I walked with Harry back to the end of his road and said goodbye. Shedding a little tear as I walked away. I loved Harry like a brother and it hurt to see him go back to that horrid home. It just reminded me of how I was treated.

"DAD! I'm home!" I call as I make my way into the living room. I walk over to the bookcase and pull out a book. Dropping my bag onto the floor I plonked myself down on the sofa.

"OW! Dammit Hermione!"

I looked down to see who made the noise and saw Draco laying on the sofa underneath me. I giggled and leant back into the sofa. "Ah, you know Dragon. You make a very good cushion" I laugh as I wriggled some more. Draco tried his best to get me off him.

"Hermione! Get off of me!" and with one last push I felt my bum come in contact with the hard floor. "Hey they was no need for that!" I yell as I looked up at Draco. "You could have at least said please" I grinned up at him. He just sneered at me.

Oh please, princess. Even if I said please you would have still been sitting on me. The only way to get your bum off of me was buy force. No don't go giving me puppy dog eyes. I know you too well Mi" Draco stated leaning on his elbow to look at me. He then pounced on me and started tickling me. I screamed.

"Draco! Stop! It tickles!" I yelled trying to push his hands away from me

"That's the whole point princess" Draco laughed and carried on.

"All right that's enough. I have had enough of my daughters screams, Draco get off her" I looked up to see my dad standing over me with a stern look on his face. Draco slowly slid off me and stood up.

"Thanks Dad. What's for tea? I'm starving!" I got up off the floor and made my way towards the kitchen.

"We've already eaten tea but yours is in the fridge" Dad said walking into the kitchen behind me. I opened the fridge and grinned at the sight of Tuna pasta bake. I plonked it in the microwave to heat up. (because my mum was a muggle I was used to all the muggle appliances. So I got my dad to buy them all too. I even managed to make him get me a TV in my room! What can I say. I really was his little princess) Once my tea was heated through I sat down at the table and endeavoured it quickly.

"That was really yummy, thank you Daddy" I said as I got up and put my plate into the fridge. Grabbing some pumpkin juice I kissed dad on the cheek and declared I would be going to bed.

Just as I was about to settle into bed Draco sauntered in. "So how was your day with Potter?" he asked sitting on the edge of my bed. "Really Dragon? Can't this wait till tomorrow i'm really tired" I ask as I slip under the covers.

"No it can't. So tell me the details!" I sighed and sat up. "Fine, it was nice. I have missed him. You know you and him could get along. And you will by the way. Come next summer. I want my two best friends to get along." Draco stuck his tongue out at me. "Yeah yeah, you know that I would have been friends with him had it not been for my father. Oh so you only class Potter as your best friend. Why not Weasley. Everybody is saying that you two are destined for each other" I saw something in his eyes, something like hurt. But brushed it off.

"No, I don't class him as a best friend. He has a temper that I don't like. He's a friend don't get me wrong. But not a best friend. And to the us getting together thing. That would never happen. 1. he is more like a brother than anything else. And 2. I don't see him as my type" Draco smirked at this.

"Oh really Mi? And who is your type?" he asked nudging me playfully. "Thats for me to know and you to never find out. Now I'm going to bed. Goodnight!" I shoved him off my bed and he made his way out of my room with a chuckle. I snuggled down under the covers and had a very weird dream about a weasel and a ferret.

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