I can�t believe this is happening. Oh, my god! What am I going to do? I�m in love with Harry Potter. Not the Harry Potter, but my best friend.
�Hermione. Hermione Jane Granger! Snap out of it!�
�What? Oh sorry Harry. I was just thinking. I really need to stop doing that. He might suspect something."
�You have been doing that a lot lately, but if you didn�t you wouldn�t be Hermione Granger.�
That�s how most of the conversations went on the short walk to Hermione�s house. Harry could tell there was something going on with Hermione, but dismissed it as nervousness caused by being in a new neighborhood.
�Harry come on, so I could introduce you to my parents.� Harry noted that the excitement was back in her voice.
�Ok.�
As Hermione open the door, he could see two people standing in the kitchen. The women looked like a grown-up Hermione. She had brown eyes and hair that had aged as she aged. The man was tall with dirty blond hair and dark almost black eyes. Harry also saw a little girl around the age of nine. She looked just like her dad, with curly dirty blond hair, and dark brown eyes.
�Hey Hermione, whose that little girl,� Harry whispered.
�Oh, that�s my little sister. I never told you I had a little sister did I?� Hermione responded with amazement in her voice. �Well let me just introduce to my family and I tell you all about her. Mom, Dad, Sarah, I want you to meet Harry. Harry, this is my mom Jane, my dad David, and my little sister Sarah.�
�Hello,� said Harry.
�Are you Hermione�s boyfriend,� asked Sarah
�Sarah,� snapped Hermione and her parents outraged.
�Well sorry. I mean he is cute,�� giggled Sarah.
�Sorry about that Harry, she�s always trying to embarrass Hermione. So how have you been?� asked Jane.
�I�ve been fine ma�am.�
�Please just call me Jane. And this old goof ball here is my husband David. He and Hermione act just alike. Going off into space and not being aware of the things that are going on around them. See,� Jane said while poking her husband. He just stood there for awhile not noticing his wife poking him in the shoulder.
�John. John Granger, snap out of it!�
�What? Sorry. I was just thinking about how our little Hermy is growing up.�
�Dad! Don�t call me Hermy. I don�t like that name.� Hermione glanced at Harry embarrassed about her dad.
�Why don�t you like it? I think it�s cute,� said Harry with a sly grin.
�Oh shut up Harold!�
�You know that is not my name, Hermy.�
�Don�t call me Hermy, and I won�t call you Harold.�
�I�m so going to get you back, Hermione. You better watch your back.�
�Oh, I�m shaking in my Chucks. Is big bad Harry Potter going to get me?
Jane Granger just looked on at the humorous exchange between her daughter and the handsome Harry Potter. She knew her daughter cared a great deal about him. She could also tell that Harry felt the same way about Hermione. She just wondered when they were going to admit their feelings to one another.
�This is going to be an interesting summer� Jane thought.
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