this chapter will probably cover a lot of time so that the story can start moving again. I feel as if it's sagging the plot that is. Sometimes my mind jumps ahead of my self and it does show.
And on a personal note. I just attended my senior prom a couple weeks ago :/ I've never been really popular and when a friend asked me I immediately said yes. It was under the agreement that we were just friends going together. Then at the end of prom, literally as I was getting out of the car to go home, he handed me a letter. It said that he does like me more then just a friend and if I could let him know how I felt. I felt bad because he's really sweet I just have no attraction to him. So I told him that I only thought of him as a friend and said it's fine and he still wants to be friends. However ever since then he has been texting me nonstop, I don't want to confront him about it but it really doesn't seem like he's trying to be just friends. Sorry about that but any advice? On the plus side tomorrow is my graduation from High school. I'm graduating suma cum laude, top of my class. Wooo!
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Hermione was still laughing at her joke as she outran both her parents back to the great hall. Harry was standing outside waiting for her. He ran and gave her a hug.
"Are you okay?" he asked right away, looking over her shoulder for any glimpse of Minerva or Albus.
"Yeah Dad talked me out of it, and then Mum came and apologized and said she would control her anger towards her mother." She told him. "Why are you out here?"
"Mr. Mike and …their mother… started talking so I came out here to wait for you." He moved back towards the door. "Want to go eat?" She nodded knowing that it was probably going to take Minerva and Albus a couple more minutes to come down. They walked back into the great hall and saw Aurora McGonagall and Michael McGonagall in a corner of the hall fighting quietly. Harry and Hermione shared a look and helped themselves to the food that was placed on one small circular table. The four house tables were against the wall. They had just filled their plates when Minerva and Albus walked in. Minerva waved Hermione over to her and they walked to Michael and Aurora.
"Mother." Minerva said curtly.
"Minerva." Her mother replied.
"I apologize for turning the table into a tiger and letting it walk up to you." Minerva said though it sounded like every word plagued her.
"You should be." Her mother said. Michael elbowed her in the side. "Fine! I'm sorry to." She said. It was quite apparent to everyone in the room who Minerva got her stubbornness from.
"Well now that that's taken care of, Aurora there's someone we'd like you to meet." Albus said happily. He pulled Hermione forward and gave Minerva a look. She nodded and put her hands on Hermione shoulders.
"Mother, this is Hermione, our daughter." Minerva looked very uncomfortable, Albus was practically beaming, and Hermione looked really nervous.
"What?" Aurora said completely speechless looking between Minerva, Albus, and Hermione in shock. "I think I would have noticed if you'd been pregnant years ago Minerva." Michael laughed and went to sit over by Harry, still laughing at his mother.
"No mother, we…" Minerva paused. They hadn't actually adopted Hermione yet, so she wasn't actually by legal means her daughter. "We're her guardians, and we think of her as our daughter, just as she calls the both of us Mum and Dad." Albus nudged her with his foot. "So…" She continued. "That makes you her grandmother." Aurora looked at Hermione curiously, with still a bit of shock.
"Hi." Hermione said softly. The group was silent for a few more minutes and then out of the blue Aurora lunged at Hermione.
"Oh, I have another granddaughter! This is wonderful, aren't you so cute." She pinched Hermione's cheeks, who was looking at Minerva with a look of horror. "You're much too thin go eat some food before you pass out." And she pushed a relieved Hermione away.
"That was horrible." Hermione whispered to Harry joining him at the table. He chuckled.
"Yeah I don't envy you for being attacked like that." Hermione chuckled along with him and happily dug into her food.
Meanwhile…
"Minerva I can't believe you didn't tell me about her." Aurora told her daughter as soon as Hermione walked away.
"Well mother can you blame me? You shout and yell at me for everything I do. I didn't want to expose Hermione to that. She already has had a bad childhood I didn't want her to see us like that. And you can see how well that worked out."
"What type of childhood has she had?" Aurora asked. And together Albus and Minerva told her, briefly, about what Hermione's life had been like. "Oh the poor child."
"Now do you see why I didn't tell you?" Minerva said glaring at her mother.
"I understand, but dear you know I do love you don't you? I know I get a little overbearing at times but I've always been like that. When I was dating your father I made him take me to the ballet three times a week to see if he was serious about me. He took me each time without a fight." A small smile overcame her face. "The truth is I know that I can talk to you like that and you'll take it in stride. You listen to my criticism and see the good and bad of it. You stubbornly take in the good and you aren't afraid to tell me no for the bad. You brothers can't do that. Sure Mercury does what ever I ask him to, and I won't lie, it's great sometimes, but Michael just ignores everything I say. You're the healthy middle, and I think it's allowed you to always stand up for yourself with out worrying." Minerva looked shocked.
"That may be mother, but do you know what that's like? To always be told, that's wrong, you shouldn't do that." She took in a deep breath. "That's why I never visit, that's why Michael never does. And have you had a good look at Mercury lately? He's exactly like you except he spoils his kids. Last time I visited them was horrible, the youngest one was screaming for candy for about an hour before they caved and gave him some. Mother…. I do love you… but that doesn't mean I like how you raised us or how you act." Minerva looked like she had been holding that in for years. Albus placed a comforting hand on her shoulder.
"I understand." Aurora said after a couple minutes. "I will promise you Minerva that I won't act like that to Hermione. I won't even stay like I planned, but I do want to stay for lunch and I want Hermione to spend a day shopping with me before school starts." Minerva sighed deeply.
"You have a deal." And they all sat down for lunch.
"Today was weird." Harry said as they stepped back into the house.
"I know I never thought I'd be happy to leave Hogwarts." Hermione stepped out behind him dusted soot off herself.
"Try living with the hag your whole life." Michael said from the couch.
"She didn't seem that bad… once the yelling stopped." Hermione said softly.
"How did Minerva manage to make her leave?" Michael asked interested.
"Something about, I'm going to go shopping with Grandma before school starts."
"Lucky!" He said. Harry decided to copy him by lounging on the couch.
"But what am I suppose to do when you're gone?" Harry asked.
"You could do the homework that you still haven't done."
"That's a lie! I've done the Transfiguration, Charms, and History of Magic. I just haven't done the rest."
"Slacker."
"Bookworm."
"Four eyes"
"Bushy hair."
"You sound like Ron."
"I know." and they couldn't hold it in anymore they burst out laughing.
"Aw aren't you two the cutest little couple." Michael said laughing. They both became bright red.
"Were not a couple." Hermione said blushing.
"Yeah, I'm 12!" Harry said.
"You're 13 now Harry."
"Oh yeah." He had completely forgotten his birthday had been a couple week ago. They had had a nice little party for him, which he absolutely loved. "Ha I'm older then you are." He cheered.
"Only by a month and a half." Hermione said frowning. (AN: If you don't remember I made Hermione a year younger, if you want to know my reasoning why please read the note at the bottom).
"Still, I'm older." Harry said smugly as if it made all the difference in the world.
"Such a cute couple." Michael said smiling.
"We're not a couple!" Hermione said sternly and she walked out of the room.
"Women." Michael said leaning back in the chair again. "Even mini ones." Harry copied him.
"What's wrong with women?" Harry asked.
"I have so much to teach you young Harry." The fireplace flashed green.
"I can see I came home at the right time. Don't believe a thing he tells you Harry." Minerva stepped out of the fireplace closely followed by Albus. "Where's Hermione?" She asked sitting in a chair.
"Somewhere most likely at a river in Eygpt." Michael said.
"I'm ignoring that," Minerva told him. "In a couple days she's going clothes shopping with mother."
"Why just clothes?" Harry asked.
"I want to take her Hogwarts shopping, so mother is just getting her some new clothes." She summoned herself a glass of water. "By the way Harry, when Hermione goes with my mum shopping, we thought you'd like to spend some time with one of your fathers old friends." Harry jumped off the couch and ran up to her.
"Really who?" He was beaming.
"His name is Remus Lupin, he was one of your fathers close friends. He is also going to be the Defense against the Dark Arts teacher this year. He'll meet you here in two days."
"Wow really! I got to go tell Hermione." He started up the stairs quickly.
"Tell her she's going shopping with… oh well I'll tell her later." Minerva said. "Should I tell Twinky to start dinner?"
"Sounds good to me." Albus said smiling at her. Thank heavens this day ended well, Albus thought. For a while it looked very bad.
I'm sorry this is such a short chapter, but next chapter is the shopping/ time with remus and I didn't want to add this onto this chapter. By the way follow me on Twitter hermionewiz27. I'll post updates on all my stories and maybe even some random stuff that I think is interesting.
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And originally I made Hermione younger to fit the story line. I also did it because I feel like kids leave primary school as long as they turn 11 that year. I have a friend who's graduating with me who was born in December. Of course this depends on how smart you were starting school and obviously Hermione's smart. So I think that although in the books she'd be 13 now, it'd fit more for her to be 12. Also I think because Hermione's so smart she would have skipped a grade in primary so she would have already started secondary school by the time she got her Hogwarts letter. did that make since? It did in my head.