A.N. I realize the Schumacher thing was over the top but hey, now there is a legitimate excuse for Harry knowing how to drive well, and besides whenever you say Ferrari Schumi's name pops into your head so it was a good fit.
Riding along.
They had just gotten through customs and before she knew it Harry was talking with her dad and then he and Tommy suddenly disappeared into the crowd. At first she thought that he just really needed to go to the washroom, but when they had met up with some of the other family and friends at Gate four and he still wasn't back she knew that something was up. Harry Potter did not randomly disappear for fifteen minutes and do nothing, he was up to something, and she knew it. She also knew that a lot of eyes were trying to mentally undress her, a few guys didn't even bother being civil about it. Her family noticed too, everyone was hugging and saying hello and how they had all changed, and all eyes were inevitably on her. Thankfully the vans arrived moments later, with Harry still not back, and after getting people packed in they realized that they didn't have any room left for Harry and Tommy. She caught her mom talking on the phone with a face that said. "Why am I not surprised?" then exchanging a few words with her dad where upon he called Harry. That was when she heard him say "You didn't do anything illegal did you?" And she knew that he had done something, legal and illegal were not terms that Harry was familiar with and so she doubted any answer he would give. Her dad bought whatever he had said and climbed into the van, Hermione hoped that for once he wouldn't do anything stupid.
"Harry and Tommy said that they're at a store and that they'll meet us at Grandma and Grandpa's." Hermione's dad informed the adults of the group.
"So should we have an ambulance standing by Hermione?" Her uncle Terry asked her in a humorous fashion.
He was obviously rather surprised when she took it seriously and thought it over. "No I don't think so, not yet anyway."
"Okay, keep us posted when you think we should." This time his tone was less humorous.
The column of four vans left the airport with Hermione thinking of all the possible things that Harry could be up to, it wasn't pretty.
"What are you thinking about Hermione?" Her mom asked her.
"Harry." She responded without thinking.
"Oh."
"No, that's not meant mom. I meant what Harry could be up to." She responded to her mother's interested look.
"She's probably imagining that Harry is out ogling some fake boobed American girls." Emily teased.
"He wouldn't do that." Hermione said angrily.
"Jealous are we?" Emily continued teasing. "He hasn't noticed you much has he?"
"Excuse me?"
"Well all of his attention has been on me you know."
"Sure, keep thinking that. You know what I bet he is ogling all those girls while driving a Ferrari too." She said sarcastically. Suddenly a black Ferrari raced by them at impossible speeds, weaving in and out of traffic and heading towards the direction of the beach.
"You know what would be funny is if that was Harry." Emily teased some more.
"Harry would not drive like that maniac."
"Crazy, just crazy, but so tempting." Dave said about the Ferrari.
"You are not renting a Ferrari and doing that. Those people are crazy and I will not worry about your safety while you are out being a maniac." Joanne emphasized the word `not'.
`What you don't know can't hurt you.' He thought, the boys always went out and did something fun while the girls went shopping, it was a tradition they had.
- - -
Harry and Tommy raced by a column of white transport vans, weaving dangerously in and out of traffic the two were having the time of their lives. To Harry everything seemed so clear so precise, no blur, just adrenaline, the engine's music and the rush of speed.
"You think that could have been them?" Tommy yelled over the rushing wind.
Harry shook his head no and then pointed to the beach. "Lets go check it out first, we've got plenty of time."
Tommy gave him the thumbs up as they came up to the off ramp and Harry pushed the Ferrari into a power slide, pumping the gas made the engine sing sonorously and the tires squeal just that little bit louder. All the while the biggest smiles were plastered on the occupants faces inside as the Ferrari took the ramp sideways. Coming off the off ramp Harry slowed the car down to cruising speeds, there was too much traffic to go fast and besides he didn't want to miss all of the eye candy walking around. There were so many good-looking girls wearing oh so little, and many of them were looking at him. Driving along he revved the engine just a little bit, and then when he was standing at a red light a group of scantily clad ladies came up to their car.
"Hey there."
"Hey, what's up?"
"Oh my god he's British too, did you hear that accent?" He heard one of the girls whisper.
"What's your name?"
"Harry."
"Listen my name's Brit and we're gonna be having a party later on this week, you should come. Call me, about anything." She handed him a piece of paper with her name and phone number. Each of her three other friends followed, leaning into the car and giving Harry a very delightful view.
"I haven't been for much more then an hour and already I love this country." Tommy told Harry.
"Oh I'm lovin it too."
They had driven for no more then twenty seconds before they stopped in traffic in front of an ice cream shop, where as luck would have it sat a couple of young ladies whose eyes seemed to be glued onto them.
"Hey ladies." Harry greeted.
"Hi." They giggled back.
"What are you up to?"
"Just eating some ice cream." The one on the right licked her ice cream in a way that suggested something completely different and yet very obvious.
"Looks good."
"Its alright." He saw the girl that was talking write something on a napkin while the girl on the left who was blushing furiously looked at her with wide eyes.
"Colleen what are you doing!"
"Shush, you'll thank me later." She handed Harry the napkin with a couple names and phone numbers.
"Call ya later." Harry told her.
"I'll be waiting." She winked at him just before Harry drove off.
Similar scenes were repeated a few more times, to the point where Harry had been given around sixteen phone numbers, all within a half hours time. "You know I wanted to make Hermione feel jealous by telling her I picked up a number or two, but this might make her completely pissed off."
"No it won't, trust me. I'll handle telling them, it will make it look like an accident and will get both of them extremely jealous. We're in this together now." Said Tommy.
"Alright, now lets get out of here." Harry said, punching in the address into the phone's GPS they got the quickest way there, and since they had a quick car they got there quickly.
- - -
As the column of vans drove up the driveway to her Grandparents mansion Hermione noticed that some people were already there, and then she saw them, the Mansons.
"The Mansons are here…" Hermione groaned.
"Yes, they are good friends of the family, they have been for a very long time." Her mother told her.
"I know, but Matt is the biggest twat in the world."
"Now Hermione, you've grown up now and I'm sure he has too, and if he hasn't then I expect you to handle it in a mature fashion."
"Mature and Matt do not belong in the same sentence. He is the most spoiled rich kid in the world, the asshole made fun of me my entire life until I developed boobs, then he tried to show off with everything that he was good at. He is an asshole, plain and simple."
"I agree." Emily added. "We should have Harry kick his ass."
"I'll turn a blind eye if he does." Dave said seriously.
"Dave." Joanne said his name in a tone that spoke volumes.
"Well Julia is going to be here too, and she sees you as sisters, so please be mature about it, and she also said that she has a surprise for everyone, said she got a special letter."
"You think she could have gotten accepted into Brimsfire?" Brimsfire was the equivalent of Hogwarts in America.
"She might have."
"Awe that would be so amazing."
The vans pulled up to the large, but at the moment very full parking lot. Practically the entire Granger family along with their close friends were there, which meant a lot of people. But since Hermione's Grandparents were extremely rich and hadn't one of the largest houses in the area there usually hadn't been many problems, however this year there were a lot of people. Jumping out the vans there were all the usual hugs and kisses, the `You've changed so much' and `You look fantastic.' Undoubtedly the biggest and most surprising change had been Hermione who had really transformed since the last time most of them saw here.
Somehow Hermione was able to avoid Matt long enough for things to get moving inside. "Now Hermione I was told that a certain friend of yours would be coming." Hermione's Grandpa said to her.
"He had to take the cab with Tommy, they should be here soon. I hope." She answered a little nervously.
"Well at least he is coming. And Hermione, if I may ask one thing of you."
"Yes what is it?"
"Keep the poor bloke sane." He gave her a knowing look, how he knew she would never know, but the man seemed to know everything.
"I'll try." She said with a smile.
Once the luggage was out of the various vehicles, the airport drivers were tipped and everyone was inside the mansion the Mansons said that they had a big announcement that just couldn't wait. "Excuse me everyone, we have a big announcement to make." Said Hillary Manson, ushering her daughter Julia forward as she and her husband beamed at their pride and joy.
"I've been accepted to Brimsfire Magical School of Witchcraft and Wizardry." She said proudly where upon cheers and applauses erupted all around. "Now I'll be able to do magic just like Hermione!" She squealed.
"Congratulations Julia." Hermione hugged her.
"Thanks Hermione."
"Speaking of which." Hermione's grandma turned to her and Julia. "Where is our wizard? I do wish to finally meat the man, I practically know all about him yet have never met him." Her grandma knew a lot of things too.
"He's coming with Tommy." Dave answered for a Hermione.
"There is one thing though, there are more of us then expected." Hermione's grandma continued. "And so we don't have enough rooms for everyone, therefore we decided that since Harry and Hermione are just friends that they along with Emily can share one room. We've put two beds in your room so you should be perfectly comfortable."
Hermione was beginning to sweat, this might prove to be very difficult. An arm wrapped itself around her shoulders. "Don't worry, I'll be right across the room so you can come on over."
Not even bothering to look at his smug face, and neatly kept dirty blonde hair she twirled out of his grasp. "And why would I want to do that?"
"Because I am irresistible." He told her, running a hand through his hair.
Hermione shrugged. "Keeping thinking that." Not wanting to start anything she picked up her things and followed Emily upstairs to their room. Unfortunately Matt was sleeping right across from them, and the right side of the house was more devoted to the kids, all of which would add up to some interesting nights.
- - -
"I have to warn you though, there will be a lot of people." Tommy warned Harry as they turned into the driveway. "There will be mom and dads grandparents, their brother and sister, their families, our families, and then some more, we're looking at around thirty people."
"Oh boy, this will be fun won't it?"
"Yep, see that guy?" Tommy pointed to a guy walking inside the house that Harry immediately associated as an asshole.
"Matt Manson, they're friends of the family, they're all good but he isn't. Used to make fun of Hermione all her life until she developed, then he tried to hit on her, you should have seen it, it was just…disgusting. The guy is the biggest douche bag ever."
"He looks like it too." Harry parked the car under a tall palm tree, and got out, letting Tommy lead the way. The property was amazing, out on the beach, plenty of room, it was awesome, and the mansion, it was more then big and it was larger then life.
Making their way up the perfect white steps Tommy tried the door. "Retard locked it."
Swooshing his hand across the lock Harry opened it with a bit of wandless magic. "I might end up spending some quality time with him."
Quietly they stepped inside the breathtaking house, it seemed that everyone was too busy unpacking upstairs as there was no one to greet them or even notice that they had come in.
Harry's stomach growled. "I'll show ya the kitchen mate, don't bother taking off your shoes unless they're dirty." He led down a corridor into a kitchen befitting a restaurant. "Grandma and grandpa like to cook all of their own food, grandma is chef and has written some really big books, so essentially you'll have to help out with the cooking sometimes."
"Its all good, I used to cook for the Dursleys anyway."
An old lady turned when she heard them approach, tanned and full of energy she was bustling about the kitchen before they had shown up. "Well look who it is."
"Grandma!" Tommy ran up to hug her.
"My dear, how have you been? I haven't seen you for so long!" She hugged and kissed him on the cheek.
"Great, how are you?"
"I'm just fine dear, its great to see you again." She looked at Harry, inspecting him. "And you must be Harry."
"Yes ma'am."
"Come here, give me a hug, don't be shy." She came up to him and like she had to Tommy gave him a hug and a kiss on the cheek.
Awkwardly Harry hugged her back, nothing like this had ever happened to him so he didn't really know what to do.
"It's a pleasure to finally meet you Harry, and if you call me anything else other then Marry you will be eating salad for a week." She warned him.
"Whatever you say Marry." He replied still a little tense.
Then to Harry's utter disbelief she began feeling his muscles. "Take your shirt off for a minute."
He looked at her confused. "Just do it, don't be so iggly biggly."
Thinking `what the hell' he did as instructed. She spun him around and looked him over.
"You need to eat a bit more vegetables, but the biggest problem here, if there is to be one…" She pressed her thumb painfully into his shoulder. "Is the tension. You really need to relax a bit, loosen up. Ok then put your shirt back on, we'll fix you up outside."
"Thanks a lot, what should I do to loosen up the muscles?" Harry asked putting his shirt back on while Tommy scavenged for some food.
"Get frequent massages, I'll give you some actually and teach Hermione how to do it. Other then that don't over do your workouts too much and you should be okay. Now go unpack and then I'll give you guys some food, heavens knows you won't do anything after you eat." She grumbled.
"We'll be right back." Harry took off after Tommy as his stomach growled again.
"You're staying with Hermione and Emily by the way." She called out almost forgetting to tell Harry. "Boys…" Marry shook her head as they disappeared out of the kitchen.
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