Summer at the Grangers

Your name is Harry Potter and you just blew up your 'aunt' Marge like a balloon and ran away from your relatives. Luckily for you after hearing about last summer your best friend and bookworm extraordinary Hermione made you memorize her phone number and always carry some change on you to call her from a payphone.

After dragging your trunk all the way to the nearby park you finally find a working phone that hasn't been vandalized yet by your cousin and his gang.

"Granger residence, Juliet speaking." You hear a girl answer after a couple of tones. You can't remember Hermione's mother name but the voice sounds a bit too young to be her.

"Good evening, sorry for calling this late. My name is Harry Potter I am a friend of Hermione from school. Can..."

"Oh, Harry. Hermione has told us so much about you." She cheerily interrupted you. "Hermione, it's your boyfriend Harry." You hear her shout away from the phone.

"We are just friends." You timidly say as you faintly hear Hermione shout the same thing.

"She's here. Nice talking to you, Harry." She says before passing the phone to Hermione.

"Harry! Is everything okay? Did something happen?" She asks frantically as soon as she gets the phone.

You barely have time to explain the situation before you hear the tone that indicates that your call is running out of time. Before the call cuts itself Hermione manages to tell you how to make a collect call and tells you to call back in ten minutes.

Ten minutes later Hermione explains that she talked to her parents and you can spend the rest of the summer there. She gives you her address and tells you to catch a cab to her house and that she'd cover the cost. You try to say that you will pay her back but she waves it off.

After some convincing and a call from the cabs base to the Grangers to confirm that they will take care of the fare you finally arrive to the Grangers house.

You find yourself in the countryside. The house has two stories looks pretty spacious. The nearest neighbor is within sight but at enough distance to have privacy. And talking about privacy the backyard seems to have a tall fence to ensure it.

In front of the house is who must be Mr Granger in sweatpants and a t shirt waiting for you. He introduces himself, shakes your hand and goes to take your trunk from the cab after telling you that Hermione is waiting for you inside.

Just as you enter a brown haired missile latches onto you almost bowling you over.

"Harry!" Hermione squeals squeezing you for all she's worth.

"It's good to see you too, Hermione." You answer giving her a more measured squeeze.

"So, only friends, huh?" A female voice reminds both of you that you have an audience. A woman and a girl a couple of years older than you are watching the scene with undisguised amusement. Both of them are beautiful and you can clearly see the resemblance with Hermione, it is obvious that in a couple of years yor best friend will be quite a looker too.

"Ahem" Hermione tries to regain some composure and dignity separating herself from you and attempting to smooth the robe she's wearing over her nightgown.
"Harry, this are my mother Jane and my sister Juliet." She says pointing at each.

"Ma'am." You give a little bow almost a nod at the woman clad in a bathrobe.

"You can call me Julie." The teenager catches you and Hermione by surprise by putting an arm around each of you and bringing both of you to her. Your head ends up against her breast and from the corner of your eye you see Hermione is in the same position. "Oh, you two look so cute together." You try to struggle weakly to almost no effect. Except that by the feel of your cheek against her snug fitting shirt you are pretty sure that she's not wearing a bra.

"Stop it Julie." You hear Hermione's muffled protest next to you.

"Juliet." Mrs Granger's warning tone finally got through to her.

"Oops, sorry." She said with a smile letting go of both of you and taking a bouncy step back that did very interesting things to her chest.

"It... it's okay." You mumble before catching yourself and turning your attention back to her face.

"Julie" Hermione grumbles scowling at her sister.

"It was nice meeting you, Harry." Julie says and she turns to the stairs her hips swaying as she goes up the steps bringing attention to her butt barely covered by her shorts. "If you need anything I'll be in my room. It's the one next to Hermione's and hers is the one in front of the guests room. Come see me anytime. "She pauses giving you a wink over her shoulder before climbing the last flight of stairs.

When you turn to Hermione she is still glowering at the top of the stairs and her fists are balled grasping the lapels of her robe.

"Hermione, please take your friend to the guest room. Your father will take his luggage up." Mrs. Grangers voice brings Hermione's attention back to us. "Harry, it is nice finally meeting you." She turns to you with a welcoming smile. "If you need anything just ask Hermione. Have a good night Harry."

"You too, ma'am." You mumble as Hermione takes your hand and guides you upstairs.
The guest room is rather nice and spacious. As Julie said Hermione's room is just in front of yours. You catch a small glimpse of it when you both pass in front of it.

Hermione grills you about what happened. She is pacing in front of you while you sit on the bed. She reassures you that you won't be expelled from Hogwarts because of a fit of accidental magic and that if they were going to expell you they'd have sent a letter to you already.

Not much later Mr. Granger brings up your trunk and tells you both not to stay up late.
After he leaves you and Hermione talk a bit more and notice that Hermione is a bit nervous. She seems to want to board a subject but loose her nerve at the last moment.