A/N: Hello, my awesome readers! I'm sorry for not updating faster than the last one *sad face*. I got sick and school has been giving us extra work. Enough of my personal life! Thank you for the reviews and for following this story! It'll probably become darker from now on. I'm already thinking of a sequel for this. I just really like to think Hermione's parents have a big involvement with her and Ron's relationship. Anyway, this is becoming a little too long. Enjoy this one and I promise I'll post the next chapter faster!

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Jean gave the boy in front of her a once-over. The boy has his hands in his pockets. His eyes are darting around the room, clearly fascinated with all the unusual contraptions. It was obvious that it was the first time Ron Weasley has ever been inside a muggle home. He's too tall for his age, the pants are a little short for him, his fiery red hair is long enough to cover his eyes. But the main thing that has caught her attention is his eyes. His deep and clear blue eyes. Eyes that shows honesty, youth, and other emotions that Jean can't really put her fingers on.

Jean shifted her attention to her daughter.

When they picked up Hermione from King's Cross a month ago, they were shocked to see that she has lost so much weight. She also had a small scar that was about to heal on her right cheek. They asked her about it but has waved it all off and blamed it on school stress and an accident in their Care of Magical Creatures class. She didn't know what kind of creatures they tend to or school load to be stressing about that her daughter must lose 10 pounds for, but she is sure that there are things that her daughter isn't telling them about.

"You have a lovely home," Arthur Weasley smiled at her, cutting her off from her thoughts.

Jean smiled and blushed. "Thank you, Arthur, and thank you for inviting my daughter to the… er… what was it again?"

Arthur chuckled, "It's the Quidditch World Cup! It's the wizarding world's sports. I was lucky enough to get a hold of tickets for my children and Hermione and Harry."

Jean smiled and nodded. She didn't know what else to say to the man anymore so she looked at the two teenagers quietly arguing about something. Dan suddenly appeared on her side and said, "Looks like that two are already having fun."

Arthur chuckled, "Oh, yes! I heard from my twins that they tend to argue a lot. But I think that's how they get by with their friendship."

Jean smiled knowingly, and tried to console the two teenagers. "Hermione, dear, why don't you give Ron a tour of the house?"

Hermione stopped hissing at Ron—who was currently red in the face, probably trying not to hiss back at the girl in front of their parents—and smiled. She nodded to the adults, grabbed Ron on his elbow and hastily dragged him up to her room.

Jean chuckled, but Dan and Arthur looked a little uncomfortable.

Dan cleared his throat and asked, "Are they going to be okay upstairs? Maybe I should check on them just in case…" Arthur nodded at the idea.

Jean waved her hand. "They'll be okay."

After a few minutes of polite small talks, they decided to move to the sitting room and have some tea and a few biscuits. They talked about both the Muggle and Wizarding world some more. Both parties asked about basic things like how they do household chores or what their means of transportations are.

Dan looked like he was meaning to ask something else every time but decide against them at the last minute, which didn't go unnoticed by Arthur. He knew what he wants to ask, he just didn't want to initiate it. But after a couple of minutes, Dan found courage and asked, "Has Ron told you about his stay at Hogwarts?"

Jean and Dan weren't stupid to believe their thirteen year old daughter that she's completely fine every single time she comes home, when she's been coming home with a lot of difference from the girl they bid goodbye from King's Cross at the start of every term.

Arthur put his cup down and sighed, "No," he said in a sad voice. "But we find out anyway. We have three other kids in Hogwarts with him, and they can't really keep secrets for long."

"Hermione," Jean started. "We know she doesn't like to worry us, but we need to know. She comes home every summer, and every time there's something different about her. Like she's carrying a weight."

Arthur explained what happened year ago, and what was happening now—what he knows anyway. He knew that the Grangers received a letter from Hogwarts when the Chamber of Secrets has been opened, and he cleared that out for them and how Harry Potter saved his daughter with the help of his son and their daughter. He also explained the stress the school faced because of Sirius Black.

After their talk, Arthur reassured the two adults in front of him of how safe Hogwarts is. He knew that both parents are apprehensive now but couldn't risk pulling Hermione out of the school.

"Me and my wife," Arthur said with a smile. "We can look over Hermione for you. Ron talk so much about her in our home that I feel like we know her already. My wife is very fond of her, you know? It won't be a bother, not at all!"

Jean and Dan smiled and accepted Arthur's offer. Of course, Jean pondered upon Arthur's words about Ron talking about Hermione some more. What mother wouldn't? It was ridiculously obvious how smitten the tall, gangly boy with her bushy-haired daughter.

Half an hour later, Hermione and Ron came down from her room with her things being carried by him. Hermione bid farewell to her parents, Ron shook hands with Dan (who gave him a tight smile). Hermione hooked arms with Ron and traveled by Floo Powder together. Jean and Dan shook hands with Arthur, an indication of the trust they have bestowed the stout man. Arthur nodded at them and vanished from the fireplace a couple of seconds after.

Jean and Dan sat together while facing the fireplace, hoping that this year would be better for their daughter and her two best friends.