Unaffected

Pheniox_Girl

Rating: G
Genres: Angst, Romance
Relationships: Harry & Hermione
Book: Harry & Hermione, Books 1 - 5
Published: 10/01/2005
Last Updated: 10/01/2005
Status: completed

Harry and Hermione have been dating for a few months now and haven't told her parents. All they know is she's dating someone new. What will happen when they find out there only child is dating someone destined by a prophecy to become a murderer or a victim? ~One time fic, Hoobastanks "Unaffected"

Chapters

1. Unaffected

1. Unaffected

Disclaimer: I'm so not smart enough to come up with Harry Potter and his universe so that's all JKR's. Neither am I talented enough to write songs so this one is Hoobastanks Unaffected from the album The Reason (It's really good, if you haven't listened to it yet, you should). But I am silly enough to be so obsessed with HP to think I can write fan fiction :)

It's not my best story ever but I've hit a rut in a new story I'm writing and needed to write something. This just came to me and needed to escape my head. Enjoy! and drop a review if you get the chance. Thanks! ~ Mary

1/11/05- Thanks to Magical Me and HHR4ever for pointing out some (very obvious) mistakes. I've gone back and fixed them. That's what I get for posting with out having my brother (he beta's for me) read it through.

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Harry was laying in bed wide awake; Hermione curled up and asleep at his side. They had been dating for quite a few months now but hadn't really told anyone. They hadn't wanted the press to get a hold of it and have a field day with the fact that "the boy who lived" was dating his best friend of eight years.

Their relationship had been kept so quite that today was the first time that Harry met her parents as "the boyfriend". He had met the Granger's on numerous other occasions, but only as "Hermione's friend from school". She had told them that she was dating someone, but hadn't told them who. Harry knew that there would be problems. They didn't live in his and Hermione's world but knew of what was happening with Voldemort. He also knew that Hermione had explained the prophecy to them. They knew he would have to become a murder. Hermione had insisted her parents wouldn't make a big fuss about it. That they cared for her happiness, and when they saw that Harry made her happy they wouldn't say anything. Harry had hoped so. He didn't want to say told you so.

But of course, unfortunately. He did.

There never seems to be

because what I believe

a moment I'm not trying

to show them who I am

why can't they understand

the things they're denying, they're denying

They had walked up the front walk to the Granger's house and Hermione had ran the bell. Her mother came to the door and the first thing out of her mouth when she saw Harry and Hermione was

"I thought you were bringing your boyfriend honey?" puzzlement on her face.

"MUM!" Hermione laughed as if it was a joke, but Harry already had a bad feeling, new that this was not going to be pleasant. " I did bring my boyfriend. Mum meet my boyfriend Harry Potter, Harry my mum Jane Granger."

Harry put out his hand to shake hers but she just stood there mouth hanging open.

"Mum" Hermione hissed at her mother. Eventually she got over the shock and shook Harry outstretched hand. She nodded and said

"Harry".

"Mrs. Granger. Nice to see you again. I hope you've been well"

"Yes thank you. Why don't you two come in." She opened the door wider for them to enter and lead them into a foyer. She then preceded to yell up the stairs.

"Roger! Hermione and Harry are here!"

"Harry? As in Harry Potter? I thought she was bringing her boyfriend?" Roger called back down the stairs. Harry looked over at Hermione who looked back. She gave him a look that all but said "don't say I told you so".

"She did" Jane called back.

"Oh"

So what should I do

lay next to you

as though I'm unaffected

and who should I be

when they're judging me

as though I'm unaffected

Harry was roused from his thought by Hermione rolling over and snuggling up to his side, draping her arm across his chest. He looked down at her, thinking how lucky he was to have her. He loved her, plain Dan simple. He had known ever since the Department of Mysteries in fifth year. He never would have expected her to feel the same way he did. But she did, if today was any indication...

They were all sitting at the dining room table eating dinner in silence. A very uncomfortable silence. Hermione had kept he conversation going for quite awhile, and Harry had tried to but the Granger's just didn't seem to want to. They made very little effort trying to get the point across, and they were doing a good job, that they didn't like or want Harry and Hermione together.

After dinner Hermione had gone into the kitchen to help her mother clean up and Harry had gone into the lounge with her father.

"So... Harry. What are you doing now that your out of school?" Mr. Granger asked, though he didn't seem to really care.

"Training." Harry whispered not wanting to lie, but not liking where this conversation was going to go.

"Oh? For what? That sport Hermione mentioned you played? What was it? Diditch?"

"Quidditch. And no. I'm combat training. Hermione and I both. For the Final Battle" By this time Harry was looking at his shoes but knew that Roger was glaring at his head.

"Oh really now?! You and Hermione both?! She never mentioned anything. She said she was preparing for some wizards University." Harry hadn't known that Hermione had lied to her parents. He had no clue how to get out of this one.

"Well she is going to go... just not right away" Harry covered. 'I hope he buys it...'

"So let me understand this. My only daughter, let alone child is training for some 'Final Battle' with you? So just what are the odds she'll live through this relationship? Isn't it enough that she's gotten hurt knowing you, know she's being put at deaths door?" By this time Roger was standing, glaring down at Harry who had yet to look up, but now he stood up.

"I may be putting her in some danger by dating her, but she was already marked for death for being my friend and a Muggle born. She came into this world in a lose-lose situation." At this point both were glaring at each other. Neither noticed when Hermione came bolting into the room, her eyes puffy and face blotchy. She ran to Harry and threw herself in his arm. Harry put his arms around her, never breaking eye contact with her father. Eventually Roger looked away and said.

"Hermione, I forbid you to continue to see him. Your only putting you self in danger. I won't have it." Hermione looked up at him, her eyes full of anger, bordering hatred.

"I will not stop see Harry. And for you to even suggest it is.. is.. I don't know what."

"If you continue to see him, we'll never speak to you again." Roger couldn't look at her when he said this. Hermione stood up tall, tear streaming down her face. She walked over to her father and gave him a hug.

"Good bye daddy." Her mother gasped from the doorway making her presence known for the first time. Hermione walked back over to Harry and took his hand. "Lets go Harry."

They started to leave the room, but Harry stopped right by Hermione's mother and said loud enough for both her parents to hear.

"I do love your daughter. I would and will do everything in my power to make sure no harm comes to her. That includes dying for her." And with that they left Hermione's house. For good.

A chance they never give

to ever wanna live the life that I am made of

there's nothing left to prove

my hearts forever true

I dare say they're afraid of, afraid of

Harry rolled out of Hermione arms and reached down to the floor for his boxers. He put them on then walked out of the bedroom and made his way to the lounge. He put on a CD, quietly so as not to wake Hermione up, and made himself some tea. He sat down on the couch, staring out into space.

Harry wasn't sure how long he was there, but he soon felt Hermione's presence behind him. Before she could say anything her said

"You shouldn't have done that."

"Done what?" she asked. she continued to stand in the doorway.

"Chosen me." He could hear her walk from the doorway towards the couch. She then sat down next to him.

"It was a no brainier Harry. I love you. And my parents are total prats if they can't see that and can't be happy for me." Harry looked over at her, then pulled her to his side; holding her close.

"They just want you to be safe, that's all"

"No, they made a decision a long time ago that you weren't the one for me, before they even knew you were the one I wanted."

Before they even saw my face, my face

they knew I was not the same, the same

they decided I was not the one for you, for you

"Well what do we do to get them back in your life? Who should I be for them? They just judged me 'Mione, and I hate that. Like everyone else they just judged me, but I don't want you to lose you parents." Harry said, looking at her.

So what should I do

lay next to you

as though I'm unaffected

and who should I be

when they're judging me

as though I'm unaffected

"Nothing Harry. Nothing"

Unaffected... Unaffected....