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"Okay then, its settled. Tomorrow we go do some Christmas shopping."
Suddenly, another new voice was heard coming from the entrance of the dining room.
"Can I come too?"
Everyone's attention shifted from Dan to the young man at the entrance. He had dark-brown hair, deep blue eyes and was carrying a duffel bag with snow all over him.
Hermione gasped. "Edmund?"
"Hermione? As in Hermione Granger?" Edmund respond taken aback and dropped his bag.
Hermione got out of her seat and ran over to Edmund and they hugged. The jealousy was clearly apparent on Harry's face. Who is this guy?
"You can count on Edmund to appear out of nowhere," Arabella said and rolled her eyes.
Edmund and Hermione stopped hugging and turned to everyone else, smiling. "Nice to see you too Arabella." Edmund said half-heartedly and chuckled.
Edmund and Hermione made their way over to Harry. Harry couldn't help but frown at the sight of Hermione hugging another guy. Hermione sat in her seat next to Harry's while Edmund greeted Dan and Emma. He didn't notice the new addition to the family.
"Dan, Emma! It's so great seeing you again." Edmund happily said. He kissed Emma's cheek and shook Dan's hand.
"You too Ed, we haven't seen you since last summer. It's nice having you back." Dan responded sincerely.
Edmund looked across the table and saw a young man, around his age as well, sitting next to Hermione. He shot Hermione a questioning look.
Blue eyes met green eyes. Hmm, I haven't met him yet.
"Oh! I forgot to introduce you two to each other." Hermione said as she stood up from her chair and Harry did so as well. The three teens were now facing each other. Hermione took a deep breath and then continued.
"Edmund, meet my best friend and boyfriend, Harry. Harry, this is my long time childhood friend, Edmund."
There was an awkward pause. Edmund blinked a couple of times before saying, "Boyfriend?"
Harry snaked his arm possessively around Hermione's waist, much to Hermione's delight, and held out his hand. "Yes, I am Hermione's boyfriend. I'm Harry; it's nice to meet you."
"I'm Edmund and it's nice to meet you too," Edmund said awkwardly before shaking Harry's hand.
"Well, as much as I would love to join you all for dinner, I think that I'll head upstairs and get settled." Edmund started and headed for the door.
"Are you sure Ed?" Hermione asked. Edmund turned around and kissed Hermione's hand and winked.
"Yeah, I'll see you later though Hermione," Before anyone else could comment he had already made his way outside of the dining room and was headed towards the stairs.
Arabella quietly watched the interaction between the three and was silently plotting. Harry looks positively envious. Edmund being here could actually be a good thing.
After the dining table had been cleaned and cleared, everyone was tired and ready to catch some sleep. It had been a long day. Harry and Hermione were currently walking up the stairs and heading to their rooms, when suddenly, Hermione had remembered a small tiny detail that she forgot to mention to Harry.
"Harry, umm would you please come inside my room? I forgot to mention one little thing…" Hermione asked Harry before he went to the door of his room which was right next to her room.
"Sure, what is it?" Harry questioned.
Hermione walked to the mysterious door that Harry had seen they first time that he had entered her room. It was the door that was near her vanity. She opened the door and motioned Harry to come in.
"Hermione…this is a bathroom." Harry said and looked at Hermione. He glanced around the room and saw two sinks next to each other, two bathtubs next to each other, and many other things in the forms of pairs.
"'Mione…why is everything in pairs?" Harry asked, not yet realizing that it was made for two people.
"Umm, well you see, the thing is, we kind of have to…umm…share a bathroom," she was blushing by the time that she finished her sentence. Stop blushing Hermione! Nothing is wrong with sharing a bathroom.
Oh, so that's why everything is in pairs…wait a minute. I'm sharing a bathroom with a girl! With Hermione!
"Just to be clear, we are sharing a bathroom? Just the two of us?" Hermione nodded. "Umm okay, sure, that's fine." Harry chuckled lightly and awkwardly scratched the back of his neck feeling the blush creep up his face.
"Okay and just over there, is the door leading to your bedroom." Hermione said and walked towards the door and opened it. Harry walked in first.
Harry's bedroom looked like a normal room. It had a bed with several pillows, lamps, a desk, a television, a closet, couch and a balcony. Harry liked it. He turned around and saw Hermione leaning against the doorframe of the bathroom.
"Well, it's getting pretty late and we have to be up early tomorrow to go do some shopping." Hermione said excitedly.
"I suppose your right… like always." Harry teased which earned himself a playful smack on the shoulder. "Good-night 'Mione."
"Night Harry." They hugged each other before heading into their separate rooms.
Hermione walked into her room and reflected on the events of the day. Who knew that so much could happen in one day? She shook her head of the thought and headed towards her bed, only to find something positioned in the middle of the bed.
Hermione stepped closer and picked it up. It was a rose with a note. The only thing that the note had on it was her name written in beautiful calligraphy. Hermione thought of only one boy that would be responsible for this. Harry.
Hermione smiled and sniffed the rose before setting it aside on the table next to her bed.
What on earth is that noise?
The beeping got louder and I realized what was causing the noise. Ugh, stupid alarm clock waking me up at 6 in the morning.
I groggily pressed the stop button on it, tied my hair into a messy ponytail and went to my bathroom. I opened the door and walked in. I noticed that the inside of my bathroom was moist, as if someone had just showered. I ignored it and walked to my sink. The mirror was foggy, so I used my hand to wipe some off. In the reflection inside the mirror I saw Harry and my eyes widened. Harry? Since when is he an early-riser?
I turned around and saw Harry, who just got out of the shower, with a white towel wrapped around his waist. His hair was wet and messy. His chest was bare. I tried my very best to stop staring at his toned glistening chest. Even his arms were quite fit. Six years of Quidditch really pay off. Harry looked up, saw me and gasped.
"I'm sorry!" I apologized and made a run for it. I ran to the nearest door, went through and shut it. My face was a very deep shade of crimson. I was too dazed to notice that I went through the wrong door. I was now standing inside Harry's room. Damn. I have to go back in there now because if I get caught getting out of Harry's room in my really short pajamas… I shuddered at the thought of my father catching me.
Before I entered the bathroom again, I knocked on the door. "Harry? Are you err…decent?"
"Yeah, you can come in," Harry replied through the door. I walked in and saw Harry shirtless again, but at least he has his pants on, and I looked around the room trying to avoid staring. I was too occupied with trying to avoid staring at Harry, while I didn't notice he was just staring at me. I realized that I was not decent and was wearing really short sleeping shorts and a body-hugging long-sleeved shirt.
He flushed at the realization that I had caught him staring and I flushed in return because I had also done the same thing to him as well. "Well, umm good morning Harry." It sounded more like a question than a greeting.
"Good Morning 'Mione," Harry said while still flushing and ran a hand through his damp hair.
"I'll just go get ready in my room," I said awkwardly and speed-walked out of there as fast as I could go and entered my room. It'll be fine sharing a bathroom with Harry; it won't be awkward at all, Hermione mimicked her mom and rolled her eyes.
I wanted to thank the Grangers for allowing me to join them for the holidays so I thought that making their breakfast would show them some of my gratitude, this is why I woke up extra early today. I made my way into the kitchen and put on my apron.
As I was flipping the eggs, I remembered my encounter with Hermione this morning and flushed at the thought. That was embarrassing!
I was currently in the Granger's kitchen and was almost done cooking. In the end I had cooked bacon, eggs, an omelet, French toast, homemade pancakes, grilled cheese sandwiches, and sausages that would be enough for about 15 people. I filled up several cups with orange juice, milk, and coffee and left it in the kitchen. After I prepared the food, I proceeded to the dining room, where I set up the table. I placed the plates, spoons, and forks neatly on the each person's place. Then I took out all of the food that I cooked and set it on the table. I wiped the sweat off my brow, placed my towel on my shoulder and smiled triumphantly at my success.
I finished I felt a new presence in the room. I turned around and saw Hermione. Her hair looked really nice today; it was wavy and calmer than her usual hair. (A/N: kind of like how her hair looked for most of the GOF movie) She was wearing a red ruffled shirt with a gray cardigan and black skinny jeans with ankle-length black boots. She looks beautiful today. I smiled like an idiot and she laughed.
"What's all this about? Are you up to something, Potter?" she asked playfully and walked towards him.
"Now why would you think that 'Mione? Can't a boy just cook up a nice breakfast for his girlfriend's family?" I said innocently and smiled at her.
"Trying to kiss up to my parents huh?" she chuckled and hugged him good morning.
"Will it work?" I teased and returned her hug with as much enthusiasm.
She chuckled and said, "You have probably won over my mom already so she won't be a problem. But my dad hasn't seen how wonderful you are yet so this little idea of yours might just win him over."
Dan Granger had smelled a delicious aroma and woke up. "Emma, love, where is that delicious smell coming from?"
She stirred beside him before getting up herself and putting on a bathrobe. "I don't know. Let's go downstairs and see."
Dan and Emma had reached the bottom of the staircase and headed to the direction of the dining room to find it filled with many scrumptious foods. They also saw Harry and Hermione already there and talking.
Hermione saw her parents and greeted them, "Good morning mum, good morning Dad." Harry said a quiet greeting as well.
Dan spoke first, "Hermione what is all of this?"
"Oh! This is the breakfast that Harry prepared for all of us today. Looks great doesn't it?"
"Yes, it does honey. You cooked this all by yourself Harry?" Dan asked.
"Yes, Mr. Granger. I hope that you like it." Harry said modestly.
Dan, Emma, Hermione and Harry took their seats, the same places that they were in during last night's dinner. No one moved at first. "Well, let's eat!" Emma said and started spooning herself some bacon. Hermione then took a pancake and poured some syrup on it. Dan took a piece of the omelet and took a bite of it.
Dan's eyes widened and excitedly took two more bites. "Harry! This is amazing!" he complimented the young man.
"Thank you Mr. Granger," Harry said and smiled slightly. Cooking for the Dursleys for so many actually has its perks sometimes.
"No more Mr. Granger Harry, just call me Dan," Hermione beamed at Harry and he winked back at her as if to say that his plan worked.
Emma scolded her husband, "Dan! Stop stuffing your face, it's rude."
Harry and Hermione laughed remembering how their other best friend, Ron Weasley, also stuffed his face when they ate.
Grandma Linda and Grandpa Harold came into the dining room next. Aunt Kate and Uncle Jack followed after them. Arabella and Edmund came down into the dining room last. As they were entering the room they heard Harry being complimented.
Aunt Kate had tasted Harry's pancakes and was blown away. "Harry, you're such a great cook! Hermione, you have got yourself one great boyfriend."
Grandma Linda had also joined into the conversation and added, "Kate's right, Hermione. Harry is a great cook and handsome too! He's a keeper." She winked at Hermione and she blushed.
Harry was also flushing and quietly thanked them. This time Edmund sat right across Harry who had Hermione next to him, while Arabella sat next to Edmund but right across Hermione.
"Good morning, Harry." Arabella greeted Harry flirtatiously and smiled at him.
"Good morning," Harry replied nonchalantly and continued to eat his food.
Edmund also greeted Hermione, "Good morning Hermione."
"Good morning to you too," she said smiling up at him.
Edmund decided that he should get to know this Harry boy that was dating Hermione. "So, Hermione, how long have you and Harry been dating?"
"Since September," Hermione happily responded and looked at Harry. Edmund couldn't stop the pang of jealousy that he felt when Hermione said that.
Edmund kept calm and asked, "How long have you two known each other?"
This time, Harry answered, "Since our first year together at school. I remember saving her from this snake that was going to attack her," Harry winked at Hermione. Ah, the troll from first year…
"So, how long have you and Hermione known each other?" Harry asked Edmund innocently.
"We've known each other for a long time, ever since my mom first brought me over for a play date with her, probably around the age of 3 or 4. I know her pretty well."
Harry could feel jealousy starting to rise and he didn't know why. "I know 'Mione pretty well too. We have been best friends for a long time."
Edmund's own jealousy took over him. "I know her well enough to know that her middle name was supposed to be Jane but the hospital misspelled her name and put Jean instead. Her parents also named her Jane after her grandmother."
Harry wasn't going to let this guy show him up, "I already knew that. And I also know that her parents named her Hermione because it was a name from one of their favorite Shakespeare plays."
This irritated Edmund. "I know that Hermione loves to read and has been reading since she was five." He said coldly. The Grangers became interested in their conversation and were paying attention.
"I know that Hermione loves to knit scarves and hats."
"I know that Hermione bites her lip when she is thinking!"
"I know that Hermione wrinkles her brow when she is reading something!"
"I know that-!"
Their little heated argument and glare fest was interrupted by a nervous-looking Hermione, "I know that we should get going people! Its almost 10 and I want as much time as I can get to go shopping."
She pulls on Harry's hand. "Come on Harry, love, can you please help me get ready?" Hermione gives him a pleading look and he reluctantly agrees.
"Of course 'Mione. Anything for you." He says lovingly at her before shooting Edmund one last glare and followed Hermione out of the dining room.
She took Harry up to her room and didn't mention the incident at breakfast. Instead she pulled him in front of her bookshelf and they stood in front of it. "Watch this." Hermione pulled on her favorite book, Hogwarts: A History, and then the bookshelf split into two and inside of it was Hermione's secret closet. Hermione was too much in a rush to explain to Harry much about it.
It was a huge pink walk-in closet with bright lights that shined on all of her items. It also had many drawers and hangers with clothes on it. Her clothes were sorted by color and season, it looked like a rainbow. There was also a section of the closet that was dedicated to shoes where Hermione owned about 100 pairs of heels, flats, and sneakers. In the middle of the closet was a circular couch where a person would sit to try on their shoes. Towards the back of the room was another bookshelf with a statue of a Griffin in the middle of the books. Something about it made Harry very attracted to it but he couldn't think why.
Hermione snapped Harry out of his trance and said, "Harry, can you please wait in the hallway? I have to do something really quick."
"Okay," he said and thought that maybe Hermione wanted to change of something. Harry needed to use the restroom instead he went inside their bathroom.
Hermione had finished her business and walked shutting the door behind her, thinking that Harry was outside. Meanwhile, Harry had just gotten out of the bathroom and was just about to head outside when he noticed something.
He walked closer and saw Hermione's bookshelves shifting slowly back to their original position. As the bookshelves were closing, there was a bright gold light that illuminated from the back of Hermione's closet. He peered closer and could have sworn that he saw a door closing. But before he could see the rest, the bookshelves had already closed and Harry found himself face to face with books. What was that glowing door thing about?
Hermione walked back into the room and saw Harry. "Harry! There you are, I was wondering where you went. Come on, we have to get going."
Before Harry could ask any questions about the mysterious door, Hermione had already dragged him out of the door.
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March 29th, 2012-NEW AUTHOR'S NOTE, MUST READ: As most of you can tell, I have somewhat changed the story-line and Edmund's character, but its for the best. I have now come up with the best web of tiny white lies and can't wait to share it with all of you. I am also terribly sorry for the long update. I will post chapter 4 in a couple of days so keep you eye out for that! And don't hesitate to comment. Feel free to express your annoyance at me. I understand. But, positive ones will keep me going~
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