~ Home for the Summer~
Summary: During a summer break from Hogwarts, Harry is the only one who can help Hermoine. Set 3 years after the events in ' The Chamber of Secrets'.
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A/N: Cut me some slack, I don't know too much about Harry Potter
Chapter One- Summer Vacation
Ah, summer. While those three months of relief are overwhelming to most teenagers, Harry Potter was not a normal teenager. Sure, his aunt and uncle were no longer a problem, his cousin wouldn't go within ten feet of him. He practiced magic, but he was the only one. Hogwarts was his home, this was temporary.
Ron was to spend the vacation in Romania with his brother and parents, so he wouldn't see him until September, when the next semester was to begin. But Hermoine was at home, far away, yet there was the internet. Both were online as much as possible, and he missed her, a lot.
One lazy Saturday in early July, Harry was reading a spell boo, sprawled across his bed in his room that was not in the cupboard under the stairs. A ring tuned from his computer, telling him she had logged on under her screen name.
Wizard163: hey, I lit the neighbors car on fire, luckily he ran into the pool
MagicTips: I have such a huge problem, oh my god, you have to help me Harry!
Wizard163: alright, what's wrong?
He sensed her emotion.
MagicTips: I'm coming to see you Harry, I have to see you!
Wizard163: okay, okay, what's going on?
He furiously hit each letter. Excited she was coming, worried why.
MagicTips: Please! Meet me at the bus station at 11, please!
He didn't know what else to do.
Wizard163: are you sure?
MagicTips: yes, you're the only one I can talk to right now
Wizard163: alright, I'll be there
And she logged off.
It took half an hour to walk to the city bus station. Harry snuck out the back door at precisely ten twenty-nine, taking the car would wake his aunt and uncle, and if he were to not return alone, it just wouldn't work. He walked very fast to his destination. For July, it was rather cold out.
Since the growth spur the summer before, he wouldn't have trouble finding her. No one's face getting off the bus rang a bell in his mind. Then he saw her, Hermoine, her face drained down her tear stained cheeks. The shirt and jeans she wore were wrinkled and torn. Harry froze, he did not want to believe it was really her. But she stood right in front of him.
" Hermoine, what happened to you?".
Her lip began to tremble, " my parents threw me out, I didn't have the chance to bring anything with me".
" It's okay" he spoke softly. She looked down, he brought his hand to gently tracing her jaw line, getting her to lift her neck to gaze at him. " What happened?".
" They got bad" she took a deep breath, " they got really mad, when I-I told them".
Harry kept watching her, " when you told them what?".
Hermoine looked down again, " when I told them I was pregnant".
_Srry- it's short, but at least it gets the plot going. Let me know what you think